Confidant list?
All knew that Jiang Zhaolin had only Jiang Shiyi to rely on. Everything he had earned at this time certainly belonged to him. Regrettably, he had long been away from the capital and lived abroad for years. During the time he was home, whenever Jiang Zhaolin entertained or socialized, he always took him along.
It was to entrust everything to him in the future.
Yet, his only hope
traitorously stabbed him in the back!
The impact of this stroke was even harsher than that of Jiang Jinsang's.
A close relative faced him with a blade, pressed against his spine, leaving his last bit of hidden strength and chips scattered and drained completely…
Jiang Zhaolin pressed his hand against his chest, his heart abruptly contracting, causing severe pain.
The pain pierced his heart like so.
"Shiyi?" The old lady pinched the paper, which bore many names, including those secretly placed by Jiang Zhaolin in other companies beyond their own.
