Zhou Chenyan received the news just as the girl in the white dress was barely breathing when dragged out of his room.
He was suited and booted, immaculately dressed from head to toe, in stark contrast to the messy room.
"Zhou Lin has gone to Sea City, do we need to send someone to kill him?" Zhou Jinzhong looked around the wrecked room, barely finding a place to step, and couldn't help but say, "Chenyan, you are now the chairman, you should pay more attention to your private life, don't go too far."
Zhou Chenyan, nonchalant, swished his wine glass, watching the amber liquid ripple with subtle curves inside.
"Mind your own business."
He became more and more brazen and reckless.
Zhou Jinzhong frowned, his tone admonishing, "If you really hate her, she's lying in the hospital right now, you can torment her all you want, why bully those girls?"