, stood up and strode upstairs.In a while, he went downstairs carrying a super-thin laptop. He spread it out on the coffee table, his fair and slender fingers typing a few letters on the keyboard to o...Leng Jue nodded and uttered the number of shares Fu Mo Han possessed.A face that had been beaming with a smile froze in an instant, and everyone stared in disbelief for a moment."How is that possible"...
Chapter 717: Concealing