Fu Lun's face looked displeased. He raised his head, staring at Li Yeqi, and sneered, "Mr. Li, your words are a bit too harsh. Even though Xiaoling is just a child, he understands remuneration better than other kids his age."
"It's just a shabby house. You have him do endorsements, act in TV shows. With an uncle like you, we really wouldn't dare to associate," Li Yeqi mocked unceremoniously.
Not to mention that his son, Li Yeqi, was not lacking a house; even if he were, it wouldn't be Fu Lun's place to give one!
Fu Lun hadn't expected Li Yeqi would leave him speechless in public. He uneasily looked at Yan Luoxi, hurriedly explaining, "Luoxi, that's not what I meant. Xiaoling is stubborn; he insisted on distancing himself from me in this way."
