Shen Wanxing's eyes flickered.
She was quite surprised that the photocopy had actually ended up in the hands of He Xizhou.
"You can finish this bottle of water, think of an excuse, and explain yourself clearly,"
He Xizhou tossed the bottle of water into her arms.
Shen Wanxing licked her lips.
"Wen Ran gave it to me. He wants to collaborate with the Shens. He's taken with my design talent and thinks the Shens are worth investing in. Of course, the main reason is out of respect for my uncle. If my uncle and he weren't good friends, he wouldn't help me."
Shen Wanxing's will to survive was very strong.
She was afraid He Xizhou would misunderstand.
As expected, He Xizhou let out a cold snort of laughter.
"Uncle, you wouldn't think that Wen Ran and I have something going on, would you? Don't underestimate your charm too much."
She had said it all.
He Xizhou grabbed her wrist and rolled up her sleeve; he saw the thorny rose tattoo in a single glance.
