Huo Qinglin staggered away in a daze; the danger that had just arisen instantly dissipated.
But to give up on Lin Banxia like this? He was utterly unwilling.
Lin Banxia was currently hiding in Huo Yanting's office, pacing back and forth uneasily.
The office door swung open, and Huo Yanting walked in with steady, deliberate steps.
Lin Banxia immediately looked at him nervously.
"Don't meet with him alone again. It's dangerous—understand?" Huo Yanting's tone was unmistakably one of reprimand.
Lin Banxia explained with a touch of grievance, "I didn't want to see him at all. The moment he came in, he locked the pantry door."
"If he ever dares to treat you like that again, call me. Remember this: don't let him touch you." Huo Yanting suddenly seemed to think of something, grabbed her small hand, and led her into the adjacent resting room.
