"Sitian?" Jiang Lin knew Fu Sitian was searching for evidence, but she hadn't expected he had already met with the old man.
"Grandfather, when did you meet him?"
Situ Xin was taken aback, internally cursing at the potential trouble.
If Linlin found out now that he knew Fu Sitian, she would definitely blame him when that bastard's lies were exposed.
With this thought, Situ Xin said, "It's your brother, he knows him."
At this moment, still in a meeting upstairs, Situ Duan inexplicably shivered.
"Chairman, what's wrong with you?" the other end of the online meeting asked after having changed the form of address.
Situ Duan disliked this title.
In his eyes, the chairman should be a figurehead, an elder like his grandfather.
The title of chairman made him feel old.
Thinking this, he frowned and corrected his subordinate, "No need for such formalities internally."
"Yes, Young Master Duan."
"Continue the meeting."
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