Rong Qi leaned back on the sofa and crossed his legs. He flipped through the photos one by one, getting more and more excited.
"Third Master, I think you should calm down. There's so much news in the entertainment industry. Why don't we dig up everything? Why do we have to dig up Big Boss Fu's scandals?"
"It's a pity to give up such good entertainment news." Rong Qi was still admiring the photos.
"It's a pity, but we can't kill ourselves, right?"
"I like the feeling of being on the verge of death!" Rong Qi sat up straight and waved his hand boldly. "Post it! I must post it!"
… .
Jiang Feng drove the car to the parking lot of a high-end restaurant.
"Young Master Fu, Young Madam, we're here," he said to the two people in the backseat.
Shi Qian got out of the car and glanced at the entrance. She couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Fu, who exactly is the person you brought me to see today?"
