And what kind of event would qualify as important then?
"You... really thought it through?"
Meng Zhao felt like a bucket of ice water had been dumped over her head—a clattering chill!
She was instantly wide awake.
"Yes, I've figured it out. Even if I do this, nothing bad will happen, right, Sister Meng Zhao?"
With that indifferent tone, a touch of chilling resolve that made one shiver, Meng Zhao knew that Musheng was reminding her that the company might oppose this matter in the interest of profits, and Musheng was making it crystal clear that they were not to interfere.
Not to mention stopping her, just considering this ancestor's background, they wouldn't dare to interfere!
