Bo Yanching had no interest in talking to her further.
He swung open the car door and got in.
Ye Shiqing moved, and Han Chuan stepped forward, just blocking her path, with a merchant's affable smile on his face.
"Miss Ye, when our Master Bo says one hundred million, that's all there is to it. Since you were planning to sell the shares to him, selling to others wouldn't be appropriate, and besides—"
His tone shifted more heavily, "Our Bo's stuff is like a hot potato; even if others want it, they'd dare not touch it."
Ye Shiqing staggered, unable to stand steadily, wanting to brace herself against the car door, but Han Chuan's words truly shocked her. She pulled back her hand just before it touched the car roof, biting her lip hard, she choked out, "Did you set a trap for me from the start?"
"What kind of talk is that," Han Chuan chuckled, "Miss Ye, holding onto the shares Master Bo gave you, haven't you been living well in the Shen Family?"
"But only to see!"
