She couldn't help but turn around and plead, "Minggang..."
Chong Minggang raised his hand to check his watch: "Five more minutes. Don't call me Minggang, it dirties my name."
Being humiliated like this time and again, even An Yan couldn't bear it anymore.
She shrieked, "Fine, fine, fine, Chong Minggang, since you're so heartless, I won't say more!"
She bent down to help An Wen up, and the two of them walked slowly towards the door.
Chong Minggang watched the backs of this mother and daughter coldly and pressed the service bell in the house.
The maids and servants, who had previously disappeared to who knows where, all appeared in the dining room.
Chong Minggang coldly instructed, "Clean this place up. Additionally... burn everything in that mother and daughter's room!"
The mother and daughter?
The servants exchanged looks and understood it referred to the An family pair.
Mr. finally got tired of them?
