Shen Fanxing shifted her gaze to Shen Qianrou.
His cold voice was filled with frost.
"And the work for the finals… Shen Qianrou, I should thank you for trying so hard to win Jiang Rongrong's favor and the trust of the Shen family back then. You forced me to go overseas and ignore me! Otherwise…"
Shen Fanxing pointed at her head and paused, as if she was hesitating. After a while, she said,
"The Shen family belongs to my study. I designed more than a hundred incense recipes myself. Do you think I can't tell which one I lost after so many years?"
Shen Qianrou looked at her in horror. She used to be a fragile woman who couldn't withstand anything, but now, she had even forgotten to cry.
"You're wrong!"
Shen Fanxing walked out slowly from behind the control panel and looked at the vice-president.
Vice President Atwa handed her the document that he had yet to flip through.
Shen Fanxing took it. There were two documents in the bag.
