"Little Shuai, is there any point in saying this?" Qin Chu asked, looking at Qin Shuai with a complex expression.
"Little Shuai? Are you qualified to call me that?" Qin Shuai scoffed, shooting him a contemptuous and arrogant sneer.
"Let's go, Fan!" Wei Shuying said grimly, shooting Qin Chu a harsh glare. She didn't want to get dragged into this. With that, she grabbed Qin Fan's hand and started toward Fushan Residence.
Speak of the devil. She had anticipated this trip to Fushan Residence wouldn't go smoothly, but she never expected trouble to arrive so quickly and so suddenly. And the first to show up was someone from the Qin family's third generation! As the son of Qin Jun, the second master of the Qin family, Qin Shuai had inherited his father's insidious and scheming nature. Before Qin Chu's family was kicked out, they had suffered Qin Shuai's caustic remarks more times than they could count. To think he still wouldn't let them go even after they'd left the Qin family!
