C557 The Press Conference

"I know."

On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged man with a cold face nodded. After he hung up the phone, Su Hee was lying on the bed behind him. He asked.

"How is it, father? Is it that guy?"

After getting Su Mingcheng's affirmative answer, Su Hee's face twisted and he started to shout.

"It's him! "It's him who made me look like this