Xie Ming sneered contemptuously.
"Full of romantic nonsense, as the Xie Family's Person in Power, what kind of woman can't you find?"
"To give up the power you had in your hands just for a woman."
"Isn't it just as good to always be a cripple?"
Xie Yuan watched Xie Ming with cold eyes, refusing to say another word to him.
Xie Ming waved his hand, signaling his men to lock them in the room.
First, take control of all the domestic shares, then deal with the rest.
Bang.
The door closed in front of her, and Su Miaomiao, listening against the door, heard footsteps fading away.
Only then did she return to Xie Yuan, carefully examining his hand.
"Husband, are you alright?"
Xie Yuan shook his head and gently wiped her cheek, where there was a faint scar.
It had already scabbed, but because her skin was so delicate and fair, any scratch was especially noticeable.
"I'm fine. Did he hit you?"
Su Miaomiao shook her head, "No, he just boasted about his grand ambitions to me."
