Jiao Yize sneered when he saw the door closed. Judging from the information he collected, Ou Chen was not an easy person to deal with, and this matter was just dealt with on face.

"Ou Chen, do you really believe that she is ill?" Ou Chen's manager took two steps forward and asked.

"Tch, who would believe this kind of excuse?" Ou Chen took out his mobile phone resolutely, "She deliberately let me go, and sent someone here just to perfuse me, just treat her as sick, and when it's time to shoot, I'll show her once I'm sick too..."