บท 761: Why don't we make a bet?

"Ay, chairman Si was too careless. How could someone like her be the future mistress of the household?!"

"Haha!" Si Mingli sneered. "So what? As long as our master Si is happy, it's fine."

The white-haired elder, Si Ming Rong, snarled, "Mingli, what nonsense are you speaking?!"

Si Mingli looked at the white-haired elder. "Second brother, what can I say, huh? I merely made a few comments about that woman before and master broke both of my son's legs. So what do you want me to say right now? If I said anything awful about her, I'm afraid my life would be over, eh."

Si Ming Rong looked at Feng Yi Ping. "Tell Xue Li to pass the phone to the woman!"

Feng Yi Ping nodded and replied after some time, "That woman refused…"

Upon hearing that, the entire conference room was in chaos. She's so daring, huh?!

"If she doesn't want to answer the call, just get Xue Li to make it a video call," Si Mingli said.

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