At this moment, Gu Wanzhou also realized that Li Zhiyan was rescuing her.
She couldn't figure out why Li Zhiyan had appeared in her office at this time.
Feeling Li Zhiyan's massage,
the headache that plagued Gu Wanzhou dissipated considerably.
It was as if, in the midst of the desert, a stream of sweet water had been poured in at her thirstiest moment.
Li Zhiyan brought her a glass of milk, which was akin to opening the gates of life.
"Does it feel better, Aunt Gu?"
After removing Gu Wanzhou's coat, Li Zhiyan somewhat anticipated seeing the unfathomable ravine above her blouse.
Since the incident in the hotel last time, nothing seemed mysterious to Li Zhiyan anymore.
But being able to gaze a bit longer was always a bonus.
After becoming somewhat more alert, Gu Wanzhou gestured for her secretary to exit.
Only then did the female secretary leave the room, closing the door to the office behind her.