The lights in the living room were still on.
No sign of Ying Zenan downstairs.
Wen Fucheng went downstairs to get a cup of warm water for Ying Jing.
As he reached the second floor, the door to the study beside him opened.
Ying Zenan looked at the person about to go upstairs with a gloomy expression and sinister eyes.
"I've just found out today that Mr. Wen is actually someone who doesn't keep his word."
He didn't even call him brother-in-law, directly addressing him as Mr. Wen, clearly upset.
"Big brother, sorry to keep you waiting, I'll be down in a moment."
One shouldn't randomly vent their anger, Ying Zenan holds grudges. Just today's matter could give Wen Fucheng grief for months.
Ying Zenan sneered coldly.
"Talking as if I really need you."
Wen Fucheng couldn't help but smile wryly.
"In that case, the Xiangshan land plot."
Ying Zenan interrupted him. "Haven't I told you, I need you, my dear brother-in-law."
