"Since you know that my brother can't come back from the dead, what are you doing here? What can you make up for?"

Xia Chun's face turned pale, and she stared at Si Hanyu with eyes that were cold and stern as though they were tempered with poison.

The atmosphere in the originally cozy private room suddenly became tense.

Worry flashed across Ping Weixuan's face, he turned to look at Si Hanyu, and reached out to pull Xia Chun:

"Chunchun, don't get excited. If you have something to say, say it properly."

"I have nothing to say to him!"

Xia Chun threw Ping Weixuan away angrily.

Si Hanyu took out a check from his wallet, his sharp eyes fell on Xia Chun's pale face, and his words revealed a strong and oppressive air:

“Ms.

"This is a blank check. As long as you promise not to sue, you can fill it out as you please."

Xia Chun sneered, her eyes as cold as frost, and she glared hatefully at the man in front of her who was wearing a brand name and looked aloof. Could it be that rich and powerful people like them were so arrogant?

He clearly did something wrong, yet he still acted like he was giving alms.

Do you think money can solve everything?

Xia Chun's eyes turned to Ping Weixuan, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He was her fiancé, but now he was standing on the outsiders' team, trying to speak for the person who killed her brother.

No wonder he wanted to take her out for dinner tonight. It turned out that he had already made an agreement with this man named Si.

A hint of guilt flashed across Ping Weixuan's face, and he twitched the corners of his mouth to hide it and said:

"Chunchun, I know Xiaotian's death makes you sad, but Miss Si didn't mean it. Besides, she was injured and has not been discharged from the hospital yet. Chunchun, you have always been kind, so you definitely don't want to..."

"Weixuan, if it was Xiaorui she killed, would you still say this?"

Xia Chun interrupted Ping Weixuan with a sharp voice.

Ping Weixuan's handsome face froze and he was speechless for a long time.

"Miss Xia, even if you sue, the result will be the same as now. It will just be financial compensation, but you won't get Xia Tian's resurrection."

Seeing that Ping Weixuan had no effect, Si Hanyu's expression changed, and his tone became more cold and arrogant.

"That's my business. If that's the case, why do you need to ask for private mediation?"

Xia Chun straightened her back, raised her chin stubbornly, and looked into her boss Hanyu's dark eyes.

After saying this, she stopped looking at Ping Weixuan, grabbed her bag and left.

"Pure."

When Ping Weixuan came to his senses, she had already reached the door. After casting an apologetic look at Si Hanyu, he hurriedly caught up with her.

"Chunchun, wait for me."

Xia Chun walked very fast, her high heels making a clicking sound on the floor tiles.

"Gentleman, have you really rejected Uncle Liang and the position of CEO?"

Liang Shangjun's tall and handsome figure appeared in the lobby on the first floor, walking steadily towards the stairs on the second floor. Bai Zihang, who was walking side by side with him, asked curiously.

"Um!"

Simple monosyllable words spilled from his slightly pursed thin lips, and he kept walking. When he reached the stairwell, he raised his eyes and accidentally caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the corridor on the second floor.

A flash of surprise flashed across his deep eyes.

The woman on the second floor looked angry and didn't notice the people downstairs.

"Pure!"

Behind her, Ping Weixuan's voice sounded.

Ping Weixuan caught up with her at the stairs on the second floor. Xia Chun did not turn her head because of his call. She pursed her red lips tightly. When she was about to go downstairs, her wrist was grabbed by Ping Weixuan from behind.

In anger, she flicked her arm and unexpectedly shook off Ping Weixuan's hand. Unexpectedly, her feet became unsteady and her body suddenly jumped forward.
Chapter completed!