On the other end of the phone, Jiang Qimeng awkwardly tugged at the corner of her lips, somewhat at a loss for words. "Yuhan, are you angry?"
"She deliberately provoked Wan Yu, saying what I give Jian Xi is less than a tenth of what you have. What does the original wife even count for? Do you need me to copy this video and have Yan Qing send it to you?" Si Yuhuan's voice was cold, betraying no sign of his emotions.
Jiang Qimeng's heart skipped a beat. Xiang Yao, this brain-dead waste, actually said such things on a surveillance recording! What a stupendously stupid fool!
"Yuhan, I'm sorry. I'll apologize to Wan Yu right now."
After hanging up, Si Yuhuan furrowed his brows. He was waiting for Jian Xi, but she still hadn't called.
Yan Qing, seeing through his boss's thoughts, couldn't help but speak up. "Perhaps Wan Yu came without telling Madam? After all, sick people generally don't like to admit it."
