Crippled

A deep voice suddenly sounded from the door.

Everyone looked towards the door. Bo Jinchuan's face was dark as he took off his windbreaker and handed it to a servant. An expensive suit wrapped around his perfect figure as he strode into the living room.

Yuan Sichun stood up, her gaze glued to him.

That clean and refreshing scent made her heart tighten.

"Brother Bo."

Bo Jinchuan's face darkened when he saw her.

In the end, her gaze landed on Shen Fanxing.

Xu Qingzhi released her clenched fists. It seemed like it wasn't her turn to perform this time.

After laughing lightly, she suddenly said, "CEO, your wife has caused trouble! Are you surprised and happy?"

Are you a clown invited by a monkey?!

How could he make her hate him?

Shen Fanxing glanced at Xu Qingzhi.

His wife had almost been framed. It would be strange if he was happy.

Didn't she see his current expression?