"Jun, Young Master Jun, I, I didn't mean that." The person's voice trembled.
This world belongs to the Jun family. When Jun Mochan stamps his foot, all of Country Z must tremble.
And now, as she indulged her daughter in insulting the Jun family's little prince, the woman finally understood what Ye Ranran's earlier emphasis on that sentence truly meant.
"I have always been unwilling to cause trouble. My son is here to study, not to compete over status, so I've never flaunted it. I didn't expect you to misunderstand. Are you disappointed?" Ye Ranran mocked them with a look.
Those people kept shaking their heads.
"As I said, apologize to me." Ye Ranran stared at her.
"Sorry, sorry," the woman kept bowing.
"What a pity, you missed the best opportunity." Ye Ranran shook her head.
