Her gaze shifted to Yan Rusheng's cell phone and she wondered what he could have seen to make him burst out in anger.
"Nothing much, I'm full," he coldly replied. Yan Rusheng stood up and retrieved his cell phone and then left the dining room.
The people around the table watched as Third Master Yan left angrily. Everyone's shock and terror lingered for a long time before fading.
Yan Rusheng was the youngest in the family and he was notorious for being hot-tempered. Previously there was an incident with a disagreement and he'd flipped a dining table after a mere sentence.
The elderly men were seized with anxiety when they'd witnessed his earlier behavior. Their hands gripped the legs of the table, terrified at the thought of him flipping the table.
Time flew by in the blink of an eye and a quarter of a year had already passed.
