Parking lot, Leng Shan checked his wristwatch repeatedly to confirm the time.
"Wasn't it supposed to be ten o'clock? It's already fifteen minutes past."
The assistant beside him said, "A person like Amos surely has many matters to attend to."
At this moment, one of the subordinates rushed over. "Sir, something has happened."
Leng Shan furrowed his brows. "Is it Xingshuang causing trouble again?"
"Things had just about calmed down, but who would've thought that Miss Jing suddenly revealed Miss Xingshuang's lineage? Now the situation is spiraling out of control."
Leng Shan gritted his teeth. "The Yu family has gone too far."
Although he had deliberately concealed Xingshuang's origins, the Jing family—operating the most powerful intelligence agency—could uncover any secret if they put effort into it.
The Jing family is nothing more than lapdogs for the Yu family. Without Yu Ruohuan's tacit approval, Jing Zhan would never have dared to act so brazenly at his banquet.
