Third Young Master Ye glanced at him without any intention of helping him.
Chu Wuyou also looked at him without any intention of helping him.
What was he doing this for? For who?!
Who was he doing this for?!
"If you're not a liar, why did you say that I'm not my father's daughter?" Tang Zhixi glared at him, her small face slightly puffed up, indicating that she was really angry.
"Little princess, you must be mistaken. Your father is definitely not the president, definitely not." Although secretary Liu liked the little princess very much and worshipped her very much, this problem was a matter of principle. A matter of principle could never be messed up.
If it was messed up, big things would happen.
"You're a liar. I won't talk to you anymore." Tang Zhixi snorted coldly, so angry that she did not even want to talk to him anymore.
Third Young Master Ye did not say anything. He just kept watching and no one knew what he was thinking.
