"Boss Fang, just look out for me, and I promise to handle this matter smoothly and beautifully."
Mo Lan didn't have many skills, but she knew how to deal with men, especially straightforward ones like Tang Buhui; a little manipulation was all it took to get things done with him.
Moreover, Tang Buhui had said that once his leg healed, he would take care of her and Tang Xun.
Therefore, she had already made up her mind to kill Tang Buhui first.
First, she would coax corporate secrets out of Tang Buhui about Xinmeng Group, then report him for betraying Xinmeng Group, making him a pariah on both sides.
In the end, other than a quiet demise, she couldn't see any other outcome for him.
Thinking this, Mo Lan sneered, "Tang Buhui, oh Tang Buhui, don't blame me. If you had just stayed a useless cripple, I would have been too lazy to bother with you, at most taunting you a bit.
