Madam Jian almost couldn't breathe.
Was this really her daughter? How could she be so stupid?
"Apologize!" she ordered again.
Jian Ningxue threw the phone in her hand on the ground and rushed at Ye Beishen. "I will never apologize. I won't apologize even if I die. Ye Beisheng, go to hell. Go to hell-"
"Since Miss Jian doesn't want to apologize, then don't."
Ye Beisheng moved aside and smiled. She whispered into Madam Jian's ear, "Madam Jian, are you also confused as to why the manager would listen to me?"
Madam Jian held her breath.
"Although the Century Hotel is under the Jian family's name, who is the real owner behind it?" Ye Beisheng asked softly.
"Perhaps Madam Jian still has no idea what's going on?"
Madam Jian's eyes widened instantly!
Just now, the manager only listened to her!
Was this hotel related to Ye Beisheng?
