Nan Sichen curled his lips into a slight smile, "I forgot to tell you, I have mysophobia."
This statement undoubtedly told Jiang Mei that he considered her dirty.
Jiang Mei wasn't stupid; she understood immediately. Her face turned pale, and she bit her lower lip, not knowing what to say.
Nan Sichen continued to speak, "I came back just to tell you, feel free to announce, and as for the RM Group, you can mess it up if you like. I, Nan Sichen, will not be threatened by you. However, you'd better be careful while walking every day."
Jiang Mei looked at him in shock, seemingly unable to believe it, staring at him dumbfounded.
Nan Sichen remained the same as before, with his noble yet aloof demeanor that mesmerizes anyone who sees him.
He slowly approached her, his tone as cold as frost, "Do you think you can threaten me with just yourself?"
He mockingly curled his lips, "You're not qualified."
