"Damn it." Looking at the schedule his mother had sent over, Rong Che’s deep, ocean-dark eyes glinted with a chilling, icy light. His peerlessly handsome face darkened further.
Rong Che leaned his broad shoulders against the black leather sofa, his narrow eyes narrowing sharply. If he let his mother continue to meddle like this, things would only get worse.
A moment later, Rong Che reached out, picked up the phone on the desk, and dialed Luo Yunshang’s number.
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