BANG!
"You're one arrogant little girl!"
Boss Jin glared at her, his anger partially real, but mostly intended to intimidate An Ning.
Boss Jin had his eye on this house for a long time. Or rather, he and An Guoming weren't the only ones interested in this location.
But Boss Jin had always considered the house his for the taking, simply because he had a few tricks up his sleeve when it came to drinking.
Boss Jin's outburst, the burly man's amusement, An Guoming's readiness to spring into action—
"Calm down."
An Ning pressed down on An Guoming's shoulder with one hand, her head turning slightly as she gazed calmly at Boss Jin.
The fury Boss Jin had hoped to provoke was completely absent. All that remained was a placid calm.
In that moment, the other two men at the table finally realized something: this girl was the one actually in charge.
They had been mistaken the entire time.
"Slamming the table is so tasteless."
