บท 904: President's personal elevator.

Outside the palace, in the car, Su Ce sat fisting the foam pillow hard in his hands. Just looking at the way he has gripped it in between his fingers, anyone could feel the wrath he was feeling inside. His eyes were bloodshot red and looking at him like that, even his assistant was scared. 

"Sir, should we start the ride back to the mansion?" After bringing his best courage, Pei Biming asked with hesitance laced in his voice. And seeing no reply coming in return, he even felt regret. Now that he has already asked one, he couldn't dare to ask again. Or maybe the fire of anger might get all directed on him. He stared at him and couldn't dare to voice out again. 

"Drive back!" After a quite long while, finally, the command came and the assistant wanted to kneel in front of heaven doors to show his gratefulness.