If You Fail, You Will Fail

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The lights in the room were dim. Shen Xichuan was kneeling on the ground like a dog. The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman walked in.

"If you fail, you will fail!" the woman said sternly and sat down on the sofa, "Do you really think our money is water and that you can spend it all like that?! In one night, you have lost fifteen million yuan If you bought a building there, you wouldn't feel bad about it, but you donated it to Ye Qiao's charity event. What is this called? Making wedding dresses for her! The money was ours. She took away our good reputation!"

"Sister Ying, I was wrong!"

Guo Meiying held his face and said, "Aiyo, this face is disfigured too. This is one of the most valuable parts of your body. You even ruined it!"

The woman was so angry that she wanted to kick him away.