. President, you called us"Mr. Chen, the manager who entered the room, was about forty years old. He was thin and tall, looking somewhat malnourished, but his sharp eyes glinted with a hint of intelli..."Damn it!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! The eldest and second branches of the Si family are blood relatives. It's none of your business to stir up trouble between them Besides, what's going on with you paying people to win over An Chen's affections Are you trying to interfere in their relationship"

>>> was you… Now those reporters are on their way to Bi'an Lake Villa. What should we do We can’t let that dead girl accept their interviews, can we That way, that dead girl would become incredibly famou...