Zhao Tao, dressed in black and looking haggard, led a group of people, guarding the door of the conference room on both sides.
Her eyes were bloodshot and filled with tears, as if she was in grief and hatred, but she spoke calmly, "Xiao Mei, such a big thing happened at home, why do you have the leisure to spend time here with others instead of taking care of your parents' funeral?"
The news came like a thunderbolt.
Half of the people who had left the conference room turned around and came back.
Maya was also panicked because her brother clearly didn't say that on the phone.
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