Each man has his own destiny and his wealth lies in the sky

Ah Cheng's face changed.

"Madam, that's not what I meant …"

"If you didn't mean it that way, then what did you mean by waiting for me here so early in the morning? What else could you be other than picking up my press conference?! You're the same as Guan Jingyi, the guy who knows how to lie the most!"

Actually, Ah Cheng was really unlucky. Xu Anran had only spread all her dissatisfaction towards Guan Jingyi onto her body.

Xu Anran waited for her anger to scatter onto Ah Cheng's body before taking a few heavy breaths. Only then did she realize her fault, and with slightly furrowed brows, she lowered her head and said to Ah Cheng: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to target you!"

Ah Cheng smiled at Xu Anran and was about to say something.

An old man alighted from the longer Rolls Royce parked in front of the hotel. He had a serious expression on his face, and as he got off the car, he called out, "Ah Cheng."