Why was he courting death?
He had not offended Master Wang!
Zhu Yuanhao was even more confused. His instincts urged him to seek help. His gaze darted around. Eyes landing on Jiang Xianrou, he couldn't care less about fighting for face in front of his goddess. He was so frightened that he sweated profusely as he said in a sorry state, "Miss, Miss Jiang, please help me. I… I didn't do anything. What did I do?"
Jiang Xianrou looked like she had eaten a fly, and she despised him for calling her name at this moment.
But everyone knew that Zhu Yuanhao was her lackey!
She would also lose face if Zhu Yuanhao lost face.
Jiang Xianrou had no choice but to bite the bullet. She stood up, looked at the cold man at the door, and said in a low voice, "Master Wang, what did Zhu Yuanhao do? He has been with me all afternoon, so he shouldn't have done anything. Can you give me face…"
