"Nana, let it go." Jiang Xi also felt this low-level argument was beneath her sister's usual arrogance and said.
"Fool." Lu Na reprimanded her brother, "For someone as shameless as him, you have to argue like this."
"I'm shameless?!" Ye Siquan pushed his brother's hand away and clenched his fists.
"If you're not shameless, what are you? You clearly can't win the argument, so you use a little kid to pressure others, when you are just a kid yourself." The little queen's sharp tongue was like a venomous viper, biting countless people, never defeated.
Ye Siquan's face turned a sickly pale.
At that moment, Jun Ye, who was also disturbed in the office, came out, saw the situation, and his face darkened: "Nana!"
With a roar from Uncle, the aura of the little queen suddenly deflated by half.
