Ding Jiaqi glared at him. "Are you scolding me too?"
Zhao Fangyu looked at Ding Jiaqi with a sneer. "I'm not scolding you. I'm just reminding you of one thing—Mo Fei is Mrs. Gu's good friend. If you still want to obtain some benefits from Second Uncle, you'd better not offend Mo Fei. Otherwise, you won't get anything."
"The Ding family will belong to us sooner or later," Ding Jiaqi hissed while gritting her teeth.
"What did you say?" Zhao Fangyu looked at Ding Jiaqi in confusion.
"It's none of your business," Ding Jiaqi replied and turned to leave.
Zhao Fangyu looked at Ding Jiaqi's departing figure with his narrow eyes and did not speak for a long time.
After the interview, Ding Junqi still had to rush back to the publicity team, but before he could board the plane, the photo of him holding onto Xin Ya's wrist was posted.
This time, it was about Xin Ya's past that got dug out. Unfortunately, the news was deleted within a minute.
