Seeing this, Xiao Chen's face turned extremely grim.
At that moment, Xiao Lingtong was so frightened he retreated to the corner of the wall.
Too terrifying.
The temperature in the entire room suddenly dropped.
This wasn't an illusion; it truly decreased.
As cold as Purgatory.
Xiao Lingtong even felt as if he saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"Xiao War God, this is how it is; these people are truly despicable.
After He Qin died, Chen Luna didn't get the company, but she did get He Qin's personal assets, including a villa in Longcheng and three apartments.
Plus a newly opened company.
And several others also gained; some joined Long Residence.
Some started a life of financial freedom.
And Mr. He's bones are not even cold yet!"
Xiao Lingtong gritted his teeth and said, "I'm also really angry; these people are all bloody beasts."
Xiao Chen stood up.
Suddenly, the wooden floor beneath his feet cracked open.
Like a spider web, the pattern spread rapidly.
