Luo Yufeng stared wide-eyed at Cheng Hao's departing back, Cheng Hao's words still echoing in her mind.
"The printing shop belongs to my dad, as for myself, I'm also one of the owners of the Chili Sauce Factory—the Good Mama Chili Sauce Factory. And, the Liunian hand cream and Liunian perfume, both come from my factory."
When Cheng Hao said this, he sounded so casual, as if it was just something utterly ordinary.
By the time Luo Yufeng came to her senses, she bit her lip hard, her eyes practically bulging out, and she spat, "Pfft, bragging—who can't do that?"
With that, Luo Yufeng strode off quickly, but her heart was growing more and more anxious. Why did she feel like Cheng Hao was telling the truth?
"Nianhua, let's wait a bit before we take this over." Xu Nianji tugged on Xu Nianhua's arm. "He needs some peace right now."
"If the Zou Family had considered Zou Yaru a little more, maybe things wouldn't have ended up this way."
Xu Nianhua said with a sigh.
