"I just knew there was something off about Beibei today... A loss of ten billion..." Mi Shen muttered to herself as she frowned and nibbled on her chopsticks.
Li Fengchang glanced at her and casually added, "It's not a loss of ten billion, excluding the losses, it's an additional debt of ten billion."
With a clang, Mi Shen's chopsticks dropped onto the dining table. She was so shocked that she could hardly speak coherently, "Debt... A debt of ten billion?"
"Mhm."
Compared to her astonishment, Li Fengchang's demeanor was incredibly calm, like a hermit from the distant hills. Even while talking to Mi Shen, he didn't stop eating his porridge.
Mi Shen picked up the chopsticks, put them down properly, and said, "Fengchang, I'm finished eating."
As she spoke, she stood up and left the dining room.
Back in the bedroom, she held her phone and dialed Mao Beibei's number. For some reason, her fingers were trembling uncontrollably.