"President Gu?"
"President Gu, can you continue with the next meeting?"
"President Gu, I suggest you postpone the meeting for an hour. During this hour, you should rest well, otherwise, in your current state, I am worried..."
Dao An was very concerned about Gu Yuan's current condition.
It was too terrible.
But his words carried little weight, and he wasn't sure if he should contact Miss Sheng Yi.
"Are you worried I'll faint on the spot before the meeting ends?" Gu Yuan shook her head with a smile, her voice not as weary as her appearance, with a touch of lightness: "I just have a cold and fever, took some medicine, I'm not going to faint on the spot, it's fine."
Gu Yuan had applied makeup to her face, hiding her pallor well behind it. Dao An's concern was not unfounded, but the meeting was more important.
"President Gu..."
