He trusted his daughter; he knew his daughter couldn't do those dirty things.
Now Shen Wuxiang sending Security Bureau agents to intercept them at the airport truly crossed his Reversed Scale.
What can be tolerated, who cannot tolerate.
Bang!
Sheng Jing slammed his hand on the massive nanmu desk.
"This is too much!"
Sheng Jing didn't act rashly, he sat in place, deep in thought for a moment, then dialed Shen Wuxiang's number.
The ring tone lasted for a while, but no one answered the phone.
Just after the call ended, Shen Wuxiang's number called back.
Sheng Jing's lips curled into a cold smile.
He always needs to take the initiative in everything.
Sheng Jing answered the call, his voice filled with anger: "Shen Wuxiang, what the hell are you up to? My wife and child go on a trip, and it's not okay? Is it worth sending Security Bureau agents to blockade them?"
Seize the initiative.
