Jing Luozhou's hand was suddenly empty. He glanced at his elder brother holding the envelope and instinctively felt he should say less, or he might not even know how he'd ended up dead.
He straightforwardly propped his hands on the desk, looking up at the man seated with a solemn expression behind the desk: "What exactly is your relationship with Shi Su? You've stayed at her house for so long, suddenly came back, does she know? After my in-depth analysis, I always felt something was off. That day she mentioned 'Jihan'... Is it what I think it means? Does she know you're Jing Jihan? Is she my future sister-in-law?"
Jing Jihan's indifferent expression remained unchanged, as if finally giving Luozhou a proper look after being tailed by him all the way here.
"Don't want to be bound by the financial world?" Jing Jihan spoke unhurriedly.
Jing Luozhou immediately stood up straight by the desk: "Back then, I braved through the old man's cane, either to become a professional racer..."
