Luo Haofeng was about to marry a woman who schemed against him.
Moreover, because of this scheming woman, he hurt the woman who deeply loved him and whom he also loved. He even expected him to come up with a way to tell Bai Xiaoxiao.
All his good moods had been ruined by Luo Haofeng's bad news.
"Mo Xiuchen, last night, I don't know why I got drunk so easily." Luo Haofeng's explanation seemed pale and powerless; the incident had already happened, and there was no other way.
Whether he agreed or not, in the end, it would hurt Xiaoxiao.
"Then do whatever you want. Once you and Qi Meiling are married, there will be no need to oppose the Qi family anymore."
"Mo Xiuchen, I want both the Qi and Luo family companies to disappear."
Luo Haofeng's words were very firm, every word cold as if chiseled from ice.
Mo Xiuchen did not speak, just slightly curled his lips.
There was no smile, just a hint of coldness on his lips.
