Although this wasn't the Su Mansion, he was used to being arrogant and domineering. He always acted like he was number one and heaven was number two. He didn't respect the heavens, let alone other people.
"That's the guy!" Suddenly, Driver Jiang spotted Yang Qi walking toward the hotel and couldn't help but shout.
Gu Lingshan turned to look at Yang Qi.
He's handsome enough, but his clothes are unbelievably tacky. To think he'd actually wear a tracksuit to a reception like this. It fits him, sure, but it's completely out of place. And it's not even an international brand—just some domestic sportswear that probably costs a few hundred yuan at most. How dare a pauper like that hit my car and my driver? He's simply courting death!
Gu Lingshan was about to march over and hold Yang Qi accountable.
