Shangguan Ding walked over and sat down beside Jian Xing'er. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed her heavy expression and tactfully stopped.
"Hou Cheng is already dead," Jian Xing'er said.
"I saw the news." Shangguan Ding went forward and patted her shoulder to comfort her. "Well done. A person like him should have died long ago."
Shangguan Ding stood up and poured Jian Xing'er a glass of warm water. "My father is coming to Sea City for a tour next week. He invited you to listen to him sing."
"I'm sorry, there are too many things to do in the corporation, so I don't have time to go." Jian Xing'er shook her head. The most important thing now was revenge, so how could she have the mood to go to the concert? What's more, she knew that Shangguan Ding's father wanted to matchmake the two of them. If she agreed to go, he would misunderstand her relationship with Shangguan Ding.
