"I think that brat doesn't want to live anymore!" Su Guobang's eyes were sharp. Even though Su Jiu was standing at the door, she could feel his strong murderous aura, as if he wanted to kill someone.
The butler quickly comforted him. "Old Master, calm down. This might just be a marketing account. We still have to ask Miss about the exact situation."
"Those marketing accounts are really bastards!"
Su Jiu was confused. Hurrying over, she asked in surprise, "Grandpa, what's wrong? What happened?"
Only then did Su Guobang notice her arrival. He glared at the servant by the door. "What happened? Why didn't you tell me that Little Miss is here?"
The servant fearfully replied, "Old Master, I… I saw that you were furious just now, so…"
Looking at Su Guobang's gloomy expression, Su Jiu asked again, "Grandpa, what happened? Why are you so angry?"
And from what the butler had just said, it seemed to be related to her.
