Fan Jia glanced down at the text, cursing violently. She had never gone through such an experience. She had to behave like a rat that needed to hide in the dark, away from the crowd.
Her original plan had been perfect but after today, everything seemed to be crumbling into pieces. Until this moment, she still wasn't sure what had happened. But everything was too late. She had to leave for the borders. She could start anew once she had reached the Golden Triangle!
"I understand." She typed the words violently, sending the text over. Once she was done, she was still left with grievances. She couldn't just leave like this. Even if she had to leave, she had to leave the youngster around Qin Mo consigned to eternal damnation.
Fan Jia's eyes sunk. She glanced out at the street, reaching for her phone again to make a call.
It wasn't anyone else, it was Fu Ximing, who had just lost all his shares and had totally changed.
