"In stable environments, people spontaneously form new groups, it's quite normal."
"And we still don't care?"
"No time, let's suppress them first, deal with current matters before discussing."
"Why are we bothering the Steel Council?"
Su Huan placed her hands on Yu Jing's shoulders, feigning surprise, "It's obviously them bothering us."
Even with Su Huan's hand slipping beneath her collar, Yu Jing maintained a calm expression, making Su Huan lose interest, "It's just certain targets happened to clash."
Yu Jing had more youthful elasticity and vitality, unlike her mother, who possessed mature feminine softness, soft everywhere.
No matter how many times she was pressed down, she stubbornly lifted her head.
But Su Huan just liked to go against him.
Engaged in conflict, never tired of it.
Seeing him getting more intense, Yu Jing pointed at the screen, saying, "If you don't go over, they'll come looking for you."
Su Huan glanced at it, it was the cockpit.
