Mr. Ji angrily pointed at him again.
"How can you be so foolish? Fooled by a woman and an agent, weren't you quite smart before? Where is your brain?"
Ji Xinghang tousled his hair in frustration, "I don't know, it's like I've taken some kind of dizziness drug, I always feel that I should treat Bo Xiangxiang well, like I can't control myself."
"As for Yan Qiuping, I really was negligent, I didn't expect him to be so bold, to do so many things behind my back, it's no wonder Ningning won't forgive me," he said, somewhat dejected.
Mr. Ji patted Ji Xinghang on the shoulder, "How do you intend to deal with that Yan Qiuping?"
Ji Xinghang's eyes turned cold, "Let him be kicked out of the entertainment circle, to live in poverty for the rest of his life."
Yan Qiuping had crossed his bottom line.
Mr. Ji knew that his son was not soft-hearted by nature.
