Pity, Chen Lu doesn't appreciate it.
Chen Pingsheng was in his office, which was filled with books, and he would occasionally browse through them.
When Shen Xi came in, the secretary had already made her tea.
"Chen..."
"Xiao Xi, this time Chen asked you to come to say I'm sorry."
Shen Xi was very smart, she understood immediately and smiled lightly, "You don't need to apologize to me, Chen. I just wasn't fortunate enough to become your daughter-in-law."
"It's not that you weren't fortunate, it's my son who wasn't fortunate enough to marry you."
Chen Pingsheng took out a file from the drawer and handed it to Shen Xi, saying, "This is a small investment fund I established overseas six years ago. I've already signed the document, if you like it, you can sign your name too, as a small compensation for your years of effort from me."
Shen Xi took it and glanced at it; to call this investment fund small is only relative to the person in front of her.
