Crazy
Editor: Atlas Studios
Thinking that Sang Yu might be cooking at home, he couldn't stay any longer.
"I'll get going first!"
"Turn on the TV."
Before he left, Bo Jinchuan didn't forget to order him around.
"You're the patient, you're the boss." Bo Jinghang reluctantly turned on the television and rushed out of the ward.
Lou Ruoyi settled everything and bent down to sit on the chair beside the bed.
Glancing at the television screen, Bo Jinchuan was using the remote control to adjust the stock market.
She immediately understood something.
"The shares of the Yuan Corporation are a little unstable, but the storm is still too small. You can't underestimate the Yuan family that can make Ye Zhiqing and Yuan Sichun so arrogant."
Bo Jinchuan pursed his lips. Of course he knew that.
Otherwise, Grandpa wouldn't be so afraid of the Yuan family.