When Xie Jingchuan walked to the parking lot, an unpleasant smell of cheap perfume choked his nose.

Qin Wei jumped out from behind his car body with a few tears on his face: "Xie Zong..."

Xie Jingchuan's eyes were sharp, and she bypassed her with only one glance.

"Xie Zong!" Qin Wei's voice amplified several decibels, repeatedly stopped him, and said with his most delicate and pitiful voice: "Everything just now is a misunderstanding, please don't take it to heart!"

She has just personally investigated this Xie Jingchuan, and its origins are far deeper than those in Adolph, where a small company was opened.

She doesn't understand why such a...