Su Jin told him what had just happened.
"He really isn't raised by a human. Whenever he saw a beautiful woman, he wanted to drag her to bed. I say, you really have to be careful in the next few months. Don't let him take advantage of you because of the company. I'm afraid this person won't let this matter rest."
Yang Jiahui reminded.
"Don't worry, I can handle it." Su Jin nodded.
At that time, Jin Hengyuan, who had just returned from Hong Kong, was meeting Su Mubai at a western restaurant in Shanghai.
It wasn't Jin Hengyuan's first time seeing Su Mubai.
He had seen him ten years ago.
Su Mubai was a southerner, but he was taller than most southerners. He had a refined and refined face, and he had the gentleness of a scholar.
