Being told he's old, Yan Zhengxiong was so furious he nearly spat blood.
"You!"
His face turned ashen instantly.
Just as he was about to explode, Yan Xue jumped in:
"Oh, look at my memory, I actually forgot you're no longer the chairman. Tsk tsk tsk, it must be tough for you, serving the Yan Family so dedicatedly at your age."
"..." Yan Zhengxiong's face was extremely unsightly.
If it weren't for the emcee stepping up to host just then, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold back.
Yan Xue snorted coldly, completely fearless.
Lu Jinyan, on the side, witnessed this "sword fight" with his own eyes and couldn't help but feel impressed.
After sitting down, he eagerly leaned close to Yan Xue's ear and whispered:
"Mom, I didn't expect you to be so fierce, making that old Yan Zhengxiong guy so angry he was frothing. You were amazing!"
