On the other side of the room, Xie An's expression twisted in the face of Xia Chu's sharp retort. He could dismiss anyone else, but he dared not ignore Xia Chu. In Chu City, the Xie Family was second-tier, whereas the Xia Family, to which Xia Chu belonged, was truly top-tier.
"If your family has money, you have face, of course," Qin Han, ever the quick-witted sycophant, was the first to jump in with a rebuttal. "Xia Chu, if you hadn't been lucky enough to be adopted by your foster father, would you be living this lavish life? Do you dare say you've never been thankful for that stroke of luck?"
Seeing Xia Chu fuming, Qin Han shot her a triumphant look before turning to Chen Yang. "We all struggled together once. As long as you say the word, I believe the generous President Xie will certainly give you a hand and change your fate forever."
