"I'm partners with your sister. Our dealings are normal. Why are you worried? And whatever I think, it's my own business. It's none of your concern, understand?" Chen Yang replied, equally impolite.
"Hey, what kind of attitude is that? Do you dare talk to me like that? Believe it or not, I'll knock your teeth out!"
Yang Zhiyong, a stubborn brute, was ready to brawl with Chen Yang at the slightest disagreement.
If not for considering he was Yang Caiyun's brother, Chen Yang would have already made him cry out loud.
"Alright, alright! What's the point of arguing with him? We should focus on serious matters!" Just as Yang Zhiyong was about to make a move, an old lady stepped forward and pulled him back.
"Hmph."
Yang Zhiyong snorted coldly and stepped aside, looking at Chen Yang with a hostile gaze.
The old lady then began questioning Chen Yang with an overbearing tone.
