"Alright then! I'll hang up now." Xian Jingshu said, seeing Xie Taihong had said so, and decided not to dwell on it any longer. After all, the two of them wouldn't likely switch jobs after they got married. Accepting this favor now meant they would just have to work even harder in the future.
"Mhm." After hanging up the phone, Xie Taihong's eyes were a bit red, and he was genuinely moved.
No one was left in his hometown anymore, and with his current capabilities, it would take a lifetime of struggle to buy a decent house in Beijing.
He blinked away the surge of emotions and suppressed the feeling in his heart; his most crucial task right now was to clarify the details of this accident.
Having just walked around the building, he was certain the falling flowerpot was no accident, as the building had become vacant after being sold to Boss Tang.
