"It's not really a big deal, but do you know, with just one word from me, you won't see your elder brother today." Zheng Shaochen retorted, feeling rather pleased.
Mrs. Jiang panicked, "Young Master, my daughter doesn't know how to speak properly, please don't take offense!"
It's no wonder Mrs. Jiang was so timid; after all, she and her husband spent a lot of effort and money to send their son into Qinglin Restaurant.
Especially after knowing that Zheng Shaochen was the Young Master of Qinglin Restaurant, this young man who looked about the same age as their second son suddenly appeared noble in Mrs. Jiang's eyes.
However, the smile on Gu Nian's face quickly disappeared, and when she glanced at Zheng Shaochen again, she lost the innocence she had just shown, her cold expression somewhat resembled Nan Jin Yu!
"Oh, is the little girl upset now?" Zheng Shaochen thought he had won, grinning broadly.
