In Chen Fan's room.
Chen Fan collected the Soft Bone Pills that Zhou Buwen and the other two had returned.
Tang Wenxuan looked at Chen Fan with a full face of apologetic expression, "Mr. Chen, I'm truly sorry about this incident. I have already arranged for Chuchu to go to the ancestral hall for reflection. If she doesn't recognize her mistake this time, I will not let her out, and you don't have to worry about her causing you any trouble in the future."
Chen Fan smiled, "I'm actually not angry with her this time. The Soft Bone Pill was made using the turtle shell you gave me, which was nearly zero cost to me, and yet she has helped me earn four billion. I should be thanking her instead."
Tang Wenxuan's face was filled with embarrassment as he thought to himself that it was only his Tang Family that had suffered a loss, and after taking the loss, still had to put on a placating smile. What kind of bad karma is this!
