He Jitang clutched the already squished matchbox in his hand.
He looked up gently and said, "You certainly have guts!"
Yin Zhao sat down, adjusting his tie.
He told He Jitang, "Qin Su was manipulated by you, and now at least half of the Yin Family is in your control. My sister is also cheerfully willing to marry a scumbag, He Jitang... what do I have to fear?"
He Jitang just smiled faintly and said, "It's precisely because you're not afraid that you cause headaches!"
Yin Zhao was in a bad mood.
He pressed the intercom to have his assistant come and see the guest out.
The assistant was in a panic.
But He Jitang didn't mind and left with great dignity.
On the coffee table, an exquisite matchbox was left behind.
On it, a beauty, isolated and melancholic.
...
He Jitang got into the car, and in the back seat of the black limousine, there was already a genteel man.
Startlingly, it was Shen Ci from United Hospital.
