The news that Zhao Chuchu was drunk by Lin Zhiming, fell down and was hospitalized with a concussion has spread throughout the upper circles of the imperial capital.

No one expected that Lin Zhiming, who had just performed the Return of the King, would be unlucky so quickly.

Everyone knows that Zhao Chuchu is Zhao Shijun's pet peeve. She fell and was hospitalized, so Lin Zhiming, who drank from him, must be to blame.

Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on Lin Zhiming.

Everyone wanted to see how Mr. Zhao would punish Lin Zhiming.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Lin Zhiming arrived at the Lin Group on time.

The beautiful little secretary Zhao Meng has returned to work. She is wearing a beautiful professional skirt and thin flesh-colored stockings on her thighs.

Seeing Lin Zhiming appear, Zhao Meng stood up and shouted respectfully, "Good morning, boss."

Lin Zhiming smiled, leaned into Zhao Meng's ear and whispered, "Open it?"

Zhao Meng blushed and said, "Open."

"Really?" Lin Zhiming asked in surprise.

"You're kidding!" Zhao Meng said scornfully.

Lin Zhiming's face froze, then he stretched out his hand to measure Zhao Meng's hip circumference, and walked into his office under Zhao Meng's glare.
Chapter completed!