The box on the third floor of the county hotel.
"Doesn't this kid know how to appreciate kindness? If you hadn't stopped me today, I would have thoroughly humiliated him on the spot!"
A man in his forties, Li Fengrun, shouted angrily with his hands on his hips.
Li Fengnian sat in the boss chair, his face stern, not responding.
In his mind was the last sentence left by the guru.
What exactly does Lin Yifan have, and why doesn't even the Feng Shui Master dare to speak?
Looking at his elder brother's demeanor, Li Fengrun became even more agitated.
"Brother, we can't just let this slide. Our elder sister entrusted Shiyao to us. If she gets deceived by a country bumpkin from a village, we won't be able to account to her. If you don't do something about it, I will."
"What are you planning to do?"
Li Fengnian looked up at his third brother.
