Gong Ruzhi was exceedingly unhappy, watching someone endlessly flatter his own father at home. He really wanted to rush up and rudely smear their face, never having met someone so shameless.
"Don't move." Gong Jiaming grabbed Gong Ruzhi, signaling him not to make a fuss.
Oh, what's going on? Gong Ruzhi didn't understand why he was being stopped, clearly, he was also very upset.
Of course, Gong Jiaming was not happy, but he didn't miss the glance that the young Gong Mingrui threw earlier.
"He's doing it on purpose, just waiting for you to make a scene, then he'll play the victim." This kid only has that little trick up his sleeve; though he might play it well in the Wu Family, it doesn't mean he can play it here.
Really? Gong Ruzhi hesitated for a while, then after staring at Gong Mingrui for a long time, "Brother Jia Ming, you're right. By not going over, his expression was really disappointed."
