"Can't understand!" Zhang Ruoting replied coldly without any hesitation.
"If you can't understand, then forget it. I'm not your dad anyway. You're a fool, it's none of my business," Fang Yi said casually.
This time Zhang Ruoting really couldn't take it anymore. He suddenly stood up and slammed his palm on the mahogany table!
In the hotel lobby, it was originally very quiet, but Zhang Ruoting's sudden table slam was so loud that it immediately drew the attention of the other guests around, their eyes swiveled towards them.
Zhang Ruoting ignored them and instead stared intensely at Fang Yi, angrily saying, "Fang Xiaotian, stop acting like you're so great! Who do you think you are? You're just the owner of a small clinic, what right do you have to be arrogant in front of me!"
"Don't be so loud, look, you've scared the guests," Fang Yi smiled.
Zhang Ruoting sneered without saying anything.
Fang Yi continued to smile, "Alright, since you want to argue, I'll argue with you."
