Who would bring a wheelchair out on such a stormy night?
Xiao Ning was stunned for a moment. She still could not believe it. The person who fell down by the ditch was boss ye.
That man, every time he appeared, he was extremely domineering and conceited. He was a man of his word.
He was obviously a disabled person in a wheelchair, but he was even more powerful than a man with all four limbs. He even had the feeling of a male conqueror.
How could such a self-important person fall on the street in such a sorry state without even an assistant and secretary?
Could it be a trap?
Xiao Ning scanned her surroundings suspiciously.
Other than the increasingly intense sound of the rain, there was nothing else.
On such a rainy night, anyone who had a family would go home.
Who would run out in the rain like a lonely ghost?
Xiao Ning looked at the man on the ground and her heart softened for a moment.
