Mr. Fu paused, and changed the subject with a smile, "Speaking of which, the Su Group was messed up by that woman's black history, and the stock market has begun to fluctuate..."

Qiao Wanrou took Fu Yingying's hand and asked in a low voice, "Did you really see clearly? Is Su Nan here at this time?"

"How could I be wrong, my mother was there at the time..."