In the hall, everyone seemed to be wrapped in a tense atmosphere.
Murong Qingqing did not like this feeling. It was as if they were waiting for someone to come. She looked at her grandfather and asked,""Grandpa, who is young master su?"
Master Murong looked at Murong Qingqing and replied,""He's miss SU's brother who came to the birthday banquet a few days ago. You can't be as reckless as you were last time."
"You're that brat's brother?" Murong Qingqing's face darkened. She was furious at the thought of being slapped in front of so many people.
"What stupid girl!" "If you dare to do such a shameful thing to me again, don't blame me for not showing you any mercy as your grandfather," master Murong scolded.
"Grandpa ..." Murong Qingqing called out in a low voice. Her face was filled with unwillingness.
