"Pff–"
Quan Mingxuan burst into laughter, patting the table uncontrollably.
The wave of his answer was slick, slick, slick.
Jian Qing turned her head, the corner of her mouth quirking up.
"Is that so?" Quan Jingwu's words emitted a dark current, "Han Yue, I think you haven't seen what true misfortune is."
In the heat of the moment, upon hearing these words, Han Yue quickly hugged Jian Qing's thigh.
"Jian Qing, what did you just say?"
Jian Qing stifled her laughter, replying, "You must have heard the rumors about me by now, so I'm counting on your company's reporters for what's next."
Han Yue was a sharp guy, he got the point immediately.
He smirked with understanding, "Got it, but I don't know much about your parents' affairs."
"Ning Feng will help you." Jian Qing said.
Han Yue knew that Ning Feng was Mo Xiao's man, so he was not worried anymore.
He thumped his chest, saying, "Rest assured, I will make sure everything is done beautifully."
