She could not tell Ming Fucheng about certain things directly, but she did not want him to go against Qian Jiyun every day. She wanted to be on good terms with Qian Jiyun.
The woman before her was obviously a real piece of work. Ming Fucheng wanted to deal with Qian Jiyun, but Ye Chenglin must have had her own motives. She was afraid her stupid brother would not be able to defeat a woman!
"Impossible!" Ming Fucheng shook off Yue Qingcheng's hand and sneered at her.
"Sister, don't forget that your surname isn't Ming. Remember your mission, and do not overstep. You can't interfere with what I'm doing. Otherwise, your life won't be easy in the future."
"You—"
Yue Qingcheng was rendered momentarily speechless. She could only glare at Ming Fucheng's smug smile, infuriated.
