Jiang Man's contradictory words made Fu Yunze a little impatient.
Jiang Man cried very sadly, as if she had been wronged and Fu Yunze had done something especially overboard to her.
Jiang Man's crying made Fu Yunze almost lose his patience.
"So what exactly do you want?"
Jiang Man's face was still swollen, and because she had cried for too long, her eyes were also swollen. She did not have her usual elegance and beauty, so Fu Yunze did not feel very guilty or pity when he saw her. More than that, he despised her.
"Actually, I have a way that would be good for both of us. I'm just worried that you won't want to."
"What way?"
Fu Yunze sat on the sofa and looked through his WeChat in boredom. President Jiang and the others wanted him to go to a bar party in the group, and they were about to leave the next day. The party was to discuss the profit divisions from opening the gambling tables.
