Ye Zhixing looked out the car window with a detached expression, seemingly indifferent.
"He will, and it will be even more severe than what President Liu is going through," she said, her voice devoid of warmth.
The way he had smugly mocked Shang Jingchen that day still rankled. She held a low opinion of him; his physiognomy suggested someone cunning, deceitful, selfish, and greedy.
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