Fu Yechuan raised his head, his brows were cold, "What's the matter?"

"The things sent to the Su Group have been sent back..." Chen Mian watched Fu Yechuan frowned, his face gradually sank, and he continued, "Mr. For the young lady?"

He didn't want to give it away again, Su Nanming pretended that he wouldn't want Fu Yechuan's things, it was useless.