Even if she lost face, she could not lose that last bit of dignity.
Yet no one here had the slightest interest in paying attention to her anymore!
"Aheng, don't worry. This girl has no power, no backing. Even if she has some money, she won't be able to get far. We should be able to find her soon. I told your father to hold off on the share issue for now and just announce that it's business secrecy, to appease the shareholders…" Su Yuming walked up to Bo Fengheng, his heart aching as he took his hand, seeking to console him.
"You can leave. How many times have I said that you don't need to interfere in my affairs? If you still want me to take this heir's seat, that is." But Bo Fengheng was already beyond annoyed and flung off her hand.
"What do you mean?" Su Yuming's face instantly turned pale.
"I mean what I said." Bo Fengheng lit a cigarette, the yellow flame illuminating his volatile and gloomy handsome face, like a cold and ruthless devil.
