Claustrophobia, how else can one get it if not tormented and frightened?!
"This..." Luo Tingsong, troubled, lowered his head, "Young Master Jue, I honestly don't know much..."
Just because Mo Nanjue was so good to Xiao Ran, he must have valued her greatly, how could he say it...
Isn't this courting death?
"Since you have no clue, I will have to find the answer elsewhere," seeing him stutter, Mo Nanjue could tell there was a problem, and he called out towards the door, "Go get all the stock data from Fu's organized for me, I want to see it hit the limit-down by five-thirty tomorrow."
"Young Master Jue!" Luo Tingsong paled at the words, "Please, don't do this! If there's any issue, take it out on me..."
"Take it out on you?" Mo Nanjue sneered, "The Luo Family isn't even worth me lifting a finger, but messing with Fu's, that's much more interesting, don't you think, President Luo?"
