At this glance, Li Yiru's face turned even paler. While feeling humiliated, she was also somewhat unexpectedly surprised: How did she know? Could it be that the benefactor went home and broadcasted it?
After a glance, Xia Siyu quickly retracted her gaze: "If you had looked into me, you should know that I usually don't bother settling scores with people. But there's only one Xia Sicai, who is my enemy. She, her husband, and her son are the real heirs. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. As long as it's something that disgusts Xia Sicai, I'm willing to do it. Perhaps in the future, there might be opportunities for us to cooperate, whether privately or at work."
Xia Siyu's gaze also looked at her pocket.
In her pocket was a phone, and if nothing went wrong, Li Yiru was likely recording.
