Shen Shichu couldn't hear Bo Yanching's voice, daring to look up at him, and his heart instantly turned cold.
The words just now were said without much thought, yet they were the sincerest words from the depths of his heart. He always had the means to maintain outward vanity, but if he went bankrupt and in debt, how could he maintain it? The reason he knelt to Bo Yanching was also because he saw Han Chuan leave and close the door before he gave up his dignity.
However, the words had already been spoken, and there was no use in regretting them, so he braced himself and went on shamelessly.
"Uncle, please, I beg you to help me. I really have no choice. I cannot fall. Please, I implore you."
Bo Yanching truly looked down on him.
Such a person, managing to deceive Nan Jiaojiao for so many years.
The grudge was avenged too lightly.
"The funeral home belongs to the hotel. I'll help you call him."
Shen Shichu's face changed drastically.
