"That Yang Jian is a madman, and you actually expect me to PR a madman? I noticed his eyes just now; they no longer held the emotions of a living person."
He Yuelian rubbed the bruise on her neck and looked coldly at Boss He, feeling extremely upset. She had never faced such humiliation in her life.
Just now, she was almost strangled to death by Yang Jian, and no one was there to save her.
"He seems very interested in your appearance," Zheng Yijing spoke first.
He Yuelian said, "Everyone is interested in my appearance."
"No, you might not have heard what Yang Jian said just now. He said, you have a face that shouldn't exist. This face shouldn't belong to a living person. Think carefully about his words, and recall Yang Jian's reaction when he first saw you. It wasn't amazement or surprise, but direct action."
