"How could I be satisfied?" Qu Xiujie looked around in vexation. "Tell me how I should be satisfied? Is this room the maids' quarter for your family? It shouldn't be because your family is the richest in the capital, so how can your dwelling look so shabby?"
He complained. Alas, before he could tease Ji Ziming further, the latter took him a notch down.
"If you're unsatisfied, there's still time for you to head downhill."
The young chap's lips curled. Back when he was at the hospital, this old fellow tried to take advantage of Pei Ge. Even if he permitted it, he would not let him off easily.
There just happened to be an opportunity now.
Though he wanted to voice his dissatisfaction more, when he saw the couple's apathy, he stopped speaking and looked at them.
"Are you done speaking?"
When Ji Ziming did not hear his reply after a while, an evil smile formed on his lips. The shine of his eyes made the latter feel terrified.
