Everyone was a bit stunned; nobody expected the Miss to have such a fiery temper, cursing as soon as she opened her mouth. Were they truly not afraid of offending anyone? But then again, upon further thought, they genuinely had no fear—the branch led by Dong Yun had always relied on the support of the main family line.
Of course, all members of the Dong family were under the care of the main line.
"You've got the guts, don't rely on others, don't scheme against your own family," Ruxin glared at Dong Wenjiang. "Go out and make money, support your own bunch, and I might regard you more highly." But what about you? You're still coming over here, bossing me around. Who the hell do you think you are?"
Dong Wenjiang suddenly felt as though something was choking him, and he was struck dumb, unable to utter another word.
