The Favored Heiress

At this moment, Li Qiao asked in a low voice, "What money laundering?"

Xi Luo’s eyes flickered, responding with an expression of ’I can’t believe you forgot’: "It’s your underground Entertainment City in Myanmar, the one he and the Myanmar police brought down together."

Li Qiao: "..."

She smiled and said, word by word, "My Entertainment City?"

"Yes, that’s the one," Xi Luo sighed heavily with a look of heartache, "The losses were too heavy."

Li Qiao just watched Xi Luo’s performance without exposing her; burying people in pitfalls was something she was always adept at.

But Zong Zhan didn’t see it that way; he had to live up to his military uniform.

So, Zong Zhan clicked his tongue and let out a mix of long sighs and short gasps, "Sister-in-law, this..."

Xi Luo also put down her chopsticks, leaned back in her chair, and stirred the pot, "This what? I’m just an employee, I do whatever I’m told to do, right, boss?"

Ha, to your grandpa.