Chen Xueyi looked at Jiang Xu, hesitated, and finally spoke softly, "I'm sorry to you, and I'm sorry to Liu Yue."
Jiang Xu immediately had a bad feeling, "Sister Xueyi, don't tell me you..."
"Yes, it's exactly what you're thinking," Chen Xueyi lowered her head, "I sold all of the shares Qinghe Entertainment Company held."
Jiang Xu raised his eyebrows, "To Zhang Xiaofeng?"
Chen Xueyi remained silent.
Jiang Xu felt a wave of absurdity.
"No, Sister Xueyi, why? I really don't understand. How could you do such a thing?"
She was the company's second-largest shareholder and also a founder.
Her relationship with Liu Yue was also very good.
At this time, shouldn't you be pulling together through the hard times?
Instead, she chose to sell her shares.
To Jiang Xu, this seemed no different from betrayal.
"I'm sorry," Chen Xueyi said in a low voice, "it's already happened, talking more is useless."
"I owe you an apology, and I owe Liu Yue one too."
