Fu Sichen closed the folder in his hands, "By the way, buy a ticket for the flight to Su City tonight."
"Okay, President Fu."
Xu Lai stepped out and slowly exhaled.
President Fu finally decided to return to Su City.
Since his wife's filming had ended, if business matters weren't in North City, he went straight back to Su City.
The two hadn't seen each other for half a month and President Fu's face was so cold he could probably freeze ice pops; how he had held it in was beyond knowledge.
Su City
"The current online public opinion really isn't easy to determine; it looks more like someone's malicious agenda."
Not many people knew about Jiang Mian's involvement with the script.
Now, it had spread that she wanted this script so much that she rejected all others.
This kill-two-birds-with-one-stone strategy had offended everyone.
Under the intense white light in the room, Jiang Mian's delicate profile seemed to be coated with a thin layer of cold light.
"Ding—"
