The gentle sunlight has now become piercing.
"Dad, I really..." She lifts her head to the deep blue sky, the image of Xingye Dajie begins to emerge in her mind.
"It's me, I screwed everything up..."
Mei Xiang squats down helplessly, buries her head in her arms, letting the tears flow freely.
She sobs for a while before drying her tears.
She looks in the direction where Chen Cheng left, fully aware that she can't just give up, otherwise Xingye Products is truly beyond help.
And the only people who know Chen Cheng well, aside from Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu whom she just met, is another person who might be able to help her.
Mei Xiang takes out her phone, finds Wen Shulin's number, her thumb lingers on the call button for a moment but ultimately makes the call.
Doo-doo-doo...
"Mei Xiang?" Wen Shulin's voice comes through, tinged with a hint of confusion and concern, "Mei Xiang, why aren't you speaking?"
