Country S.
Qi Si had just finished his call with Shen Yan when another cell phone rang.
Upon seeing the string of numbers, he paused for a moment, then answered the call with indifference.
The slightly deep voice of a man came through, "Qi Si, are you aware of the plot against Yanyan?"
"I am."
"Is this how you're handling it?" the other party asked, somewhat accusatory.
"What did you want me to do, kill them?"
"Can't let them off so easily, they only lost their star career. I thought based on your style of doing things, you wouldn't just let it go."
"Young Master Shen can take care of it himself."
The handsome face on the other end of the line darkened, "Yanyan is about to become your wife."
Isn't that your responsibility as well?
"That's her choice," Qi Si's tone was so cold it lacked any trace of human emotion.
