Securing brands, getting them into malls, collaborating with the Jian Group, and even investing—all told, it had already exceeded 1.5 billion. Yet, he kept dragging his feet, refusing to divorce her, until last night when she finally couldn't endure it any longer.
If it hadn't been for the tangible harm she suffered in her past life, Jian Xi would have doubted if she was out of her mind.
"Are you sure you've kept Silicon Crystal clutched in your hand and not sold it to him?" Jian Mingcheng took a sip of coffee handed to him by his secretary and spoke coolly.
He supported Jian Xi unconditionally and agreed with any decision she made. However, he felt it necessary to remind her; otherwise, there would be no turning back for either of them.
Jian Xi nodded. "I'm sure."
