Kang Junjia was simply dumbstruck and dared not look at Chen Jiaming's face.
If the Xiao father and son intended to punish Chen Jiaming to the greatest degree, then without a doubt, the words Xiao Yebai had just uttered were a hundred times more successful than those of the old crocodile, Xiao Jianming.
Xiao Jianming seemed to sigh sorrowfully, shaking his head and waving his hand.
Chen Jiaming looked at him, then at the spoiled young master, his lips pressed tightly together as if he could squeeze out traces of blood, and he forced out a string of words, "Chairman, how could he be here?"
Kang Junjia could only cover his eyes.
He never expected Chen Jiaming to ask that question at this time.
Perhaps he felt that things were irretrievable and had some desire for self-abasement.
Xiao Jianming appeared to be considering what to say.
