Shen Qianshu stood at the center of the road at the castle. She smiled gracefully as she looked at the group of menacing people. She was calm and relaxed.
In the living room of the castle.
Ye Wentian sat like a boss. Butler Luther stood behind Shen Qianshu and Young Master. He had called Tong Hua over on purpose. Young Master was already the young owner of the house. He could settle any matter in the castle.
"I want to see Ye Ling!" Ye Wentian said. "Get him here! I know he's in there!"
"If you want to see him, you have to first get through me if you have anything on. Uncle, it's the same as speaking to me."
"You?" Ye Wentian scowled. "What are you even?"
"I am nothing, but Ye Ling has said that I am in charge of anything in the house." Shen Qianshu spoke in a relatively good manner. "Regardless if it's in the house or something that has happened outside, I can speak on his behalf."
