So when they say that a daughter is naïve, she really is naïve.
Yang Baixin rubbed his brows slightly and instructed the secretary who had been waiting for a response, "Make a call to Chairman Xiao, and arrange a time to meet. Over here—no, it's better to meet in Brazil."
Their current home in the United States was unknown to many.
The secretary left to carry out the task.
Yang Baixin glared at the mother and daughter, "Pack your things."
Madame Yang lowered her head and said nothing.
Yang Zhilin touched her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Dad has finally figured it out. Had I known, by joining forces with Brother Yebai and his group, everything would've been smooth."
Madame Yang looked up at her daughter, her lips trembling, but in the end, she didn't speak.
Just like her husband said, their daughter wouldn't shed tears until she saw the coffin—nothing they said would be of use anymore.
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Brazil
It was heard that Xiao Jianming was coming for an inspection.
