fu qinyuan sat on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the ruler.
his butt felt like it was on fire, and it was already aching.
"behave yourself, your butt is awkward, and you should sit properly. don't learn from your uncle duan." fu chen frowned. where did she learn such a bad habit?
[ duan linbai: this is the worst time i've been slandered. ]
"yes." fu qinyuan sat down obediently. he didn't want to wriggle, but his butt hurt.
he missed his mother.
**
at the yan corporation's branch company, at the press conference.
due to the plagiarism incident that broke out in the morning, song fengwan and the entire yan group were pushed into the limelight. the press conference was held not only to explain the plagiarism incident, but also to announce the new product.
"mr. yan, ms. song, are you ready? i can go on stage immediately." it was second young master jiang who entered the lounge.
