The veins on Xie Jiuhan's forehead twitched violently. There were indeed many empty rooms in the Xie Manor, and Xie Shihao could live in any one of them. However, the biggest problem with his 'good nephew' was that he was too noisy. It was as if he had endless energy every day. His life in the future would definitely be very troublesome with him around.
Xie Jiuhan listened to Xie Shihao gesticulate as he ate. He mumbled and danced as if he was in a talk show. He was talking about what happened last night to Feng Qing. When Xie Jiuhan walked over, he basically understood what happened last night after listening to a few sentences.
"The Xie Manor doesn't raise useless people. After dinner, get lost with your luggage." Xie Jiuhan ordered.
"Little Uncle, I'm your biological nephew…" Xie Shihao's face fell.
Without waiting for him to say anything, Xie Jiuhan glared at him. Xie Shihao was so scared that he hurriedly swallowed his words.
