Xia Bowen neither agreed nor disagreed, but the content smile on his face betrayed his mood.
Xia Liying glared at Xia Zhi who had run out and, remembering her brother's favoritism, cursed, "Serves him right!"
Xia Ming, however, felt both a sense of alarm and a chill in his heart.
For some reason, a terrifying thought arose in his mind.
By the time mother returns, this house will probably be unrecognizable.
To kill a person's spirit is no more than this.
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Song Yunuan had set up an investment company over the phone.
It seemed that it was not going to make money initially.
That wouldn't do.
There were no freeloaders here.
Since Xia Bowen had arranged for Xia Zhi, she would put him to good use.
So, she told Xia Zhi what to do.
Collect data, roam the streets, look for investment projects, and come up with plans or reports.
Of course, now was a good time to pick up bargains, and Song Yunuan had long wanted to pick some up, but she had no one to do it.
