A copied revolutionary friendship

Zhao Mingyi obviously still had a trick up his sleeve. This time, he could probably only get rid of Shen mengfang completely. This Zhao Mingyi was too guarded. With profit at hand, he could actually hold back and let Shen mengfang become the legal person of the factory.

No rush, no rush. She had all the time in the world to get rid of one more.

Shen mengfang's sharp voice rang in her ears. "Second miss, did you hear what I said? I said, the song family is finished, the factory is mine, and Yingluo is mine. I'll give you two days to move, and the day after tomorrow, get out of that house. Am I not quite generous?"

With a loud slap, song Xuan gave her a tight slap. "You think you're fit to live in my house?"

Shen mengfang covered her face and sneered at her. "You're still acting all high and mighty at a time like this? What do you mean by worthy? A wise man submits to circumstances, do you understand?"