"Yo! So brother's having guests!" The incomer appeared very casual, "Where is he? It's whatever that he's not in the office, but why's he not home? Is it true that he's actually sick and can't get up? Or is he dead already?"
Qiao Qing's eyes turned cold.
Zhou Xin did not look pleased either, "Leng Jie, clean up your mouth!"
"How dare you!" Leng Jie pointed a finger at Zhou Xin, "A servant dares to call me by my name?! Where did you get the guts to do this! Don't forget that you once served my father! Just because you are with my brother now, you dare to disrespect the other young masters in the house?! Is this how my second brother's been training you?!"
Zhou Xin shook from fury, "The young master did no such thing. I only have one young master in this Leng family."
Leng Jie appeared disgusted. He was about to make the man's life harder when he remembered his intention of coming here.
