"Sister! Help me! Hurry, I'm being bitten to death!"
Seeing the three of them arrive, Su Gang burst into tears and shrieked at the top of his lungs. Instantly, the faces of Su Mengqing and the other two tensed, and they grew rigid with fear.
"Young... Young Master Chen, this is the gambling debt my brother owes you." When Chen Biao merely smiled without speaking, Su Mengqing took a deep breath, suppressed her fear, and placed a bank card on the coffee table.
"Also, I... I divorced Lin Fan yesterday. For the past four years, I never let him touch me!" Her cheeks burned as she forced herself to meet Chen Biao's gaze.
"So?" Chen Biao sat up straight, a meaningful smile on his face as he asked the question back.
"As long as Young Master Chen is willing to help Su Pharmaceutical through this crisis, I, Su Mengqing, am willing to..." She steeled her heart and said loudly through gritted teeth.
