"Mr. President, it's clear that your suspicions and lack of trust turned Commander Feng's heart to ashes, which is why he resigned. Will you publicly apologize to him?"
"Mr. President, they say it's lonely at the top. Is it because Commander Feng's merits have been so outstanding over the past two years that he's overshadowed you, and that's why you want to get rid of him?"
"Mr. President, all the people are waiting for your explanation. Please, say something."...
Huai Fujiang's complexion had darkened to the color of charcoal. If it weren't for the protection of the Imperial Army, the crowd might have pounced on him.
It seemed Feng Yueming had won, and Mi Yao felt gratified.
At that moment, a melodious ringtone sounded—she had a call.
It was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello, who is this?" she pressed the button to answer.
"Hello, Lady Mi, this is Su Zhishui's mom."
Wang Cuiqin?
"Mrs. Su, what can I do for you?"
