Aunt Hong's heart skipped a beat, and she waved her hand, ordering her subordinates, "Didn't you hear Miss's words?"
The men immediately carried Dong Jiahe out.
"Miss, please have some tea." Aunt Hong personally handed a teacup to Ming Jing.
Ming Jing did not accept it, silently looking at her.
Aunt Hong's face gradually grew uncomfortable; indeed, she was Ran Bowen's daughter.
"Although I do not interfere in the affairs of the Qinglong Association, my father founded it with his own hands. I cannot stand by and watch it be destroyed by you."
Aunt Hong's hand holding the teacup trembled. Didn't she hear wrong?
Was Miss joking?
Although it was true that Ran Bowen founded the Qinglong Association, it was also destroyed by him. If it weren't for Ran Tengxiao, the Qinglong Association would have perished long ago.
