Fang Jiayin heard Liu Changfu and her face instantly fell. There was a flash of hatred and incredibly, fear suddenly filled Liu Changfu. He hurriedly changed the topic. "Then you should tell me your plan."
Fang Jiayin inched towards Liu Changfu and whispered in his ears.
…
It was late at night and it was quiet outside The First Wealth. The signboard was still brilliantly flashing.
Yan Rusheng and Ming Ansheng chatted with each other as they walked out of the exit.
Suddenly, a woman loomed from the darkness and walked towards them.
Yan Rusheng's face sank. He frostily eyed the frail-looking woman.
"Ahh… President Yan."
Fang Jiayin was wearing a white dress with a dark red cropped jacket—her dewy eyes fixed intently on Yan Rusheng.
Her beautiful, perfect face was alluring under the shimmering lights.
