"Not noble, but at least my lineage is better than yours." Ning Yang curled his lips into a faint smile, his expression tinged with mockery.
However, his words seemed to hit Shen Mingfeng's soft spot, "Ning Yang, don't go too far. You're just a young master from a fallen family. What's so great about that? At least I've earned my position today through my own abilities."
Upon hearing these words, Ning Yang reacted as if he'd heard the world's biggest joke, "Shen Mingfeng, by what abilities of yours? The ability to seduce Miss Jiang?"
"Using a woman to climb up the ranks and getting a woman's inheritance counts as an ability? Haha, I, Ning Yang, really have my eyes opened."
Ning Yang spoke with extreme sarcasm, making Shen Mingfeng's face alternate between red and white. Despite having his close confidant in the driver's seat, he didn't want the driver to look down on him.
So he angrily said to the driver, "Old Yang, go take a walk outside."
"Yes."
