Zhan Yihe's eyes turned red, as she was the only one who knew how it felt deep inside.
"Let's go. Anyways, things are turning in a good direction. Zhan Lichuan won't be alive for long. , Just stay away from her until we get enough power and status in the future."
Zhan Yihe's face, which was like a color palette, finally calmed down after being comforted by her father's words.
However, there was a cold look in her eyes.
Jing Qian was just an ordinary peasant that was not well-liked. Plus, Jing Qian was in the entertainment industry. She would be able to get rid of this woman in this industry with a blink of an eye.
Zhan Junqi brought Zhan Yihe out of the room, then saw his son, who was standing by the door.
"Why haven't you gone downstairs?"
