Cao Yan was one of them, so Xu Fang had many times wanted to open his mouth and plead before Gu Jiangnian for Cao Yan's sake, to lift Cao Yan back up.
As the words fell, abruptly, the man opened his eyes, his cold gaze falling upon Xu Fang, and chilly words floated from his thin lips, "Do you want to give up your seat for someone else to sit?"
Xu Fang's words were all choked up in his throat.
Without a single punctuation mark coming out.
At this moment, Xu Fang felt like an eunuch next to the emperor, carefully speaking a few good words for someone when the emperor was in desperate need of people or in a good mood. It was truly humble.
Looking at his boss's intentions, this time, no face was to be given to anyone.
Do both families like to cause trouble?
Then he would add fuel to their fire.
That evening at nine-thirty, Jiang Muwan got off the plane. Upon turning on her phone, she instinctively wanted to return the several missed calls from Gu Jiangnian.
