"What did you say?" After a long period of silence, Xuxu finally opened her mouth. Her neck was tilted to one side, and her body trembled briefly. Her crystal-clear eyes suddenly froze with a layer of bone-chilling grimness.
She clenched her fists tightly, and a murderous aura sprung up from within her.
Ming Zhongsheng—the all-powerful man in the business world—was filled with traces of fear, and he fought hard to compose himself. "Xinyi was arrested after Wang Daqin's funeral. Didn't Third Yan tell you about it?"
He was still brooding over the fact that Xuxu didn't know the truth of Wang Daqin's death.
Yan Rusheng had gone to great lengths and sought help from his contacts just to suppress this matter and prevent it from leaking to the media.
