Looking at his silent expression, Ying Cenchuan pursed his lips and said nothing.
Little Nine has always been unpredictable, and even the elder brothers might not be able to understand her completely. The only ones who got along with her were Ying Ji and Ying Yunlin.
The two shifted the topic to company matters. The more time Ying Cenchuan spent with Bai Su, the more he discovered his merits. Besides a handsome face, his knowledge and skills were no less than Ying Ji's.
Bai Su nodded, responding casually to the question Ying Cenchuan just asked as they walked and talked.
Suddenly, Ying Yunlin walked in from outside, his handsome face tinged with anger, sleeves rolled up as if ready for a fight.
He usually wasn't impulsive, so Ying Cenchuan stopped him and asked, "What's wrong?"
"The people from McFerson have arrived, blocking the front gate, demanding we hand over Angduo." Ying Yunlin stopped and glanced around the room looking for a handy tool.
