At that moment, Eldest Young Master Zhao finally noticed everyone in the store.
"Li Qian? Wang Ting? Xiao Yuan? Why are you all here?"
And, was his own father actually here too?
What on earth was happening?
Signs of destruction were everywhere in the store, and upon entering, he found that the entire mall had been cleared.
Speaking brought a stiff pain across his face.
He then realized, his own father had just slapped him without asking any questions.
Eldest Young Master Zhao had never been treated since he was a child:
"Dad, why did you hit me?" he demanded.
As soon as he spoke, his father looked as if he was going to hit him again.
Luckily, an assistant nearby acted quickly, and the slap did not land.
President Zhao’s freshly cooled sweat beads on his forehead began to emerge again.
He glared at his son with a look of disappointed expectation before bringing him to Jiang Ye:
"Young Master Jiang, my disobedient son is here. Feel free to punish him as you see fit."
Goodness, was he giving up on his own son just like that?
That wasn’t the case.
Rather, the old guy was quite smart.
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As the saying goes, don’t strike a smiling face.
Jiang Ye had already scrutinized the young man discreetly from head to toe and had thought to himself: Just a skinny weakling!
How could Xiao Yuan fall for such a person?
Was her taste really in need of some schooling?
After all, this kind of person would definitely suffer the most in any team.
"Xiao Yuan, come here."
Suddenly called out, Jiang Yuan was a bit hesitant and quietly called out ’sister-in-law.’
Lu Jing also gave a warning glance at someone before pulling Jiang Yuan forward:
Implied meaning: Don’t say anything too harsh; she is your own sister, not an outsider!
Jiang Ye immediately looked understanding, and Lu Jing didn’t say anything further.
"Xiao Yuan, is it him?"
Jiang Yuan nodded like a pecking chicken:
Jiang Ye hummed, didn’t ask further, and his sharp gaze shifted back to Zhao Jun.
"Mr. Zhao, what’s your son’s name again?"
President Zhao, who didn’t dare to wipe his sweat, quickly responded:
"Young Master Jiang, my son’s name is Jun."
Eldest Young Master Zhao had also somewhat understood by this point:
"Yes, I am Zhao Jun. May I know what this gentleman wants with me?"
His guts were bigger than his father’s.
Just like a calf unafraid of tigers.
"I heard that our Xiao Yuan is infatuated with you?"
The word ’seduce’—Jiang Ye would never use that for his own sister!
Zhao Jun visibly recoiled, his eyes widening in surprise towards Jiang Yuan, then back:
"No!" he replied decisively.
"Oh? No? Then why would that Miss Li say otherwise?"
Sssh, Zhao Jun was clearly frustrated.
"Mr. Jiang, I don’t know what Li Qian said, but I am sure that my relationship with Jiang Yuan is not as she described!
I am the one who likes Jiang Yuan. She doesn’t."
Zhao Jun’s words, at least, made a few of the Jiang family somewhat more comfortable.
Look, it turns out this guy has a crush on our Xiao Yuan.
Yet it had been twisted by others.