In Fu Nancheng's eyes flashed a hint of wickedness, making Jin Chengbin unconsciously take two steps back.
"Yes... you'd better not pester me anymore... otherwise, Mr. Jin won't let you have it easy..." Qiao Mo looked at Fu Nancheng, lightly laughing in agreement.
"Oh? Tell him who I am."
"You... my ex-husband, Fu Nancheng."
Upon hearing that name, Jin Chengbin's pupils contracted abruptly, and he unconsciously took two steps back, his face turning pale.
The Jin family was undeniably powerful, but compared to this man who could dominate Jiang City single-handedly, they were nothing more than an ant.
No wonder he didn't recognize him; they were practically from two different worlds ordinarily.
Moreover, Jin Chengbin had always been conceited; when others discussed Fu Nancheng, he often snorted disdainfully, disinterested, to the extent that he, being preoccupied with his own affairs, didn't even know his appearance.
