"Just like how I didn't like your son at first, it's not too late for you to come to a conclusion after you understand what kind of person I am over time."
Murong Zhihong was very troubled."I don't ... No, no, like you ... I can tell that you're a ... Not bad girl, but ... You can't help Landy ... What, he needs someone who can ..."
Murong Mian interrupted Murong Zhihong,"Father, what kind of helper do you think I need?"
"Help you stabilize ... President ... President ... Help you stabilize the group ..."
"Then, father, what do you think is causing the corporation to become unstable? what is threatening my position as the unquestionable first heir?" Murong Mian asked.
Murong Zhihong's face flashed with guilt.
