"Miss Yuran, I won't discuss this matter with you, I have evidence, I want an off-the-court settlement, and my conditions are as stated.
If we can't agree, I won't withdraw the lawsuit," he said.
Yuran was amused, took the paper conditions in front of Qi Younian, scanned it quickly, and laughed.
"Miss Fu, there's something I'm curious about, may I ask?"
Unaware, Fu Bairan just nodded, "Go ahead."
Yuran, "Your skin is so thick, who gave you that face?"
After a moment of grave silence, bursts of laughter erupted.
The studio personnel couldn't restrain their mockery at all.
No, they were simply too entertained by our boss Yuran's soul.
Speaking could anger people to death, not to mention make them utterly embarrassed.
"You..." Fu Bairan never thought she'd be humiliated like this, her face turned ashen, shaking in anger.
Yuran controlled her expression, looked at the cynically furious Bairan with raised eyebrows, "Miss Fu, don't be dissatisfied.
