"There's no such thing. The company building next door is empty. There's no so-called sex trade. After all, the Yuan family is a big company. How can they take the risk?"
Bo Yuelin replied with a faint smile.
The old man nodded solemnly.
With the reputation of the Yuan Corporation, it was impossible for the Yuan Corporation to do such a thing.
The sound of an engine came from outside. Not long after, Mother Chen said happily,
"Old Master, Miss Yuan is here."
Old Master frowned and looked up to see Yuan Sichun walking in with two paper bags.
Her steps were light and light, and there was a calm and generous smile on her exquisite face.
Bo Yuelin's lips curled into a faint smile.
This persistence was worthy of praise.
He thought that she was really as cowardly as the rumors said.
