A walking troublemaker.
And usually, after getting into trouble, no one would realize that she was the one who started it.
Cheng Qi's handsome 15-year-old face showed a hint of helplessness. The assistant beside him asked in a low voice, "Young Master, do we still need to pay attention to Director Lu's incident?"
The assistant had already figured out Cheng Qi's temper by now.
After that accident, Cheng Qi was no longer the cautious and timid son of the Cheng family that he remembered. Probably because he had been provoked and decided to be tough, Cheng Qi started his path of torturing the weak, and within a year's time, the Cheng family had been managed by him quite nicely.
Who would have thought that a fifteen-year-old youth could shake hands with you with a smile on his face and break your arm with a smile in the next second?
