Making the Shen Corporation Bankrupt

She didn't have to worry about this.

If he couldn't even settle this, how could he protect her?

"I'll take a nap. Call me when we get home."

The afternoon shoot took a little longer than expected.

And it was tiring.

Qiao Mianmian was a little sleepy.

"Mm, go to sleep." He rubbed her head gently.

Qiao Mianmian closed her eyes and didn't think about it anymore.

She couldn't think of a solution.

Thus, she might as well have a good sleep first.

Perhaps she would think of something when she woke up.

After thinking it through, she really fell asleep.

Mo Yesi waited for her to fall asleep before sending Wei Zheng a WeChat message.