"Yahata Reina."
Hearing this answer, Mei Xiang felt as if the sky was falling.
Mei Xiang's face turned as pale as paper, her lips quivered, but no sound came out.
The name of her stepmother, like a thunderclap, exploded in her ears, leaving her head spinning and disoriented.
She couldn't believe that the woman beside her father's pillow was the culprit stealing the company's interests, playing Xingye Products like a fiddle.
"Okay, I got it." Chen Cheng supported Mei Xiang with one hand and took out his phone with the other, saying to Wen Shulin, "Thanks."
Wen Shulin wanted to say more, but in the end, all it turned into was, "Husband, you take care over there. Don't be impulsive."
"Don't worry, I won't."
"Good, I'll wait for you to come back."
After hanging up the call, Mei Xiang looked at Chen Cheng helplessly, "Brother Cheng, what do we do now?"
