After saying that, Xia Luobing picked up her bag and left. He heard Feng Shuo's firm voice from behind, "Bing Bing, you will agree. Right now, only I can save your father's company."

Charlotte stopped and walked out of the cafe slowly with her back straight. Early summer morning was still cold. The wind blew on her cheeks, but her primal brain did not have the slightest sense of clarity. Could it be that she really had no other choice?

There was a black Lincoln ...