Xu Junjie chuckled without a care, "Fine, even if I give up this 5% share of the company, the villa, and the two storefront properties, I still won't marry An Xueqi."
An Jiancheng became furious with shame. "Xu Junjie, who do you think you are? You've been playing between my two daughters, turning them against each other. Now that Xueqi has gotten into a bit of trouble—with no evidence to prove she definitely did it—you want to break up with her. Don't you think you're utterly lacking in righteousness and human decency?"
Xu Junjie responded with a mocking laugh. "Uncle An, you must not have checked the news on your phone, have you? And you certainly don't watch any videos, right?"
An Jiancheng was taken aback by the question; he really hadn't seen any. "So what?"
