C169 Mrs. Cult Lord

Hearing Soong Xuan's helpless sobs on the phone, Chen Yang felt his heart plummet. He ended the call and strode out of his office, his face clouded with concern.

By now, it was 10 PM. The office was mostly empty, save for a few employees burning the midnight oil.

Chen Yang took his private executive elevator down to the lobby. As he exited, he collided with a man dressed in black