Si Ling?
Huo Jingting thought for a moment; the name seemed faintly familiar.
Yes, he remembered now. Rong Wei had once mentioned this name unintentionally, saying he was her father's subordinate.
But if it was Rong Wei's father who had harmed Xiaoqiao, why would Si Ling, as his subordinate, want to save her?
"I feel that the man didn't seem like a bad person; otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to save me." She looked up at him, her expression somewhat grave. "But I'm sure I don't know him, so he probably isn't your friend, right?"
"Friend?" Huo Jingting let out a cold laugh. "I have very few friends. Those so-called friends in the business world are all about using each other."
It is often said that it's lonely at the top, and there is some truth to that. The higher your position, the fewer true friends you have, especially in the business world where interests prevail over friendships.
Friendship...
