When this man became furious, he feared nothing.
In his life, if he wanted to deal with someone, he only needed to do one thing well.
Make sure Yu Se is taken care of.
Once Yu Se was settled, he did not care whether there was a way out or not.
In the morning, Jiang Muwan went downstairs, and the old master of the Song family had a poor expression.
Seeing someone come down, Song Sizhi pulled out a newspaper from the coffee table and handed it to Jiang Muwan to read.
Jiang Muwan glanced at the newspaper, her thin lips pressed tightly together, full of unspeakable grievances. The old master, as well as Song Yuxi and Song Rong, were not people to curse openly. Even if they were extremely angry, they would not erupt into swearing. When Gu Jiangnian came to the door to show off, the most Song Rong had said in her extreme anger was, "It's not your place to manage the affairs of the Song family."
