"Stop, stop. Uncle, let's not talk about this anymore." Su Yayan looked at Cheng Junhao pleadingly, like a soft kitten begging for mercy.
Cheng Junhao choked and finally snorted unwillingly, not continuing the topic.
Su Yayan heaved a sigh of relief and turned to look at Huo Chenhuan. "Uncle, there are so many guests in front. Don't you need to keep an eye on them? I'm here."
Cheng Junhao was so angry that he almost laughed. The anger that he had suppressed with great difficulty rose again. He snorted and said, "There are so many people in front. Why would I need to keep an eye on them all the time? On the other hand, the two of you… why are you so anxious to send me away? What do you want?"
