Zheng Xinxi maintained a faint smile, trying his best to look normal, not daring to reveal any flaws.
"Do your own things well, I'll be back in a couple of days, don't let anyone disturb my room."
Zheng Xinxi said coldly, striving to sustain his young master's prestige, but his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
Lin Beichen was clearly talking to him, but why couldn't he see him?
He didn't know what kind of spell Lin Beichen used, but he understood that to Lin Beichen, his own life was just a mere ant.
If Lin Beichen wanted to kill him, even if he stood under the watchful eyes of thousands on the TV station, people would think it was a suicide, and no one would realize it was Lin Beichen's doing.
How could he resist such a terrifying master?
Zheng Xinxi took a deep breath, feeling utterly hopeless. After getting into the security vehicle that could defend against even rocket-propelled grenades, his hands kept trembling.
