"Brother, can I have a word with you in private?" Karen tugged at Jin Fengnan's arm, whispering.
Zhou Mingchen was perceptive. Since the siblings wanted to talk privately, he found an excuse to leave. "You two chat, I'll go grab a coffee."
Karen followed him to the door, watched as Zhou Mingchen turned into the meeting room next door, then closed the door and turned to face Jin Fengnan. Her face didn't look good, and the earlier pride was gone, completely forgetting they were still in a cold war stage.
"Just say what you want to say. Achen's already gone, you still want to keep it secret?" Jin Fengnan spoke with both hands in his pockets, helplessly.
"Is the damage... very serious?" Karen asked while constantly rubbing her fingers.
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't you say that Chenxing Studio was vandalized? I wanted to ask... is the damage very serious?"
