"Ming Ge has quite the silver tongue," Yin Hao adjusted his cuffs, the silver watch on his wrist gleaming as he lifted his brows and smiled, "but this watch I bought with my own money, didn't take a penny from the Ming Family. Ming Ge, as a group manager with an annual salary of millions, it shouldn't be too much to afford a luxury or two, an easy feat for you, right?"
Seeing his own mother and younger sister rendered speechless by Ming Ge's sharpness, Yin Hao eventually couldn't just sit by and watch.
Entering the verbal battlefield where women were fiercely exchanging words wasn't what a gentleman would do.
However, Yin Hao never claimed to be a gentleman.
He was a complete and utter scoundrel.
Ming Ge wasn't surprised at all that Yin Hao would step forward to shield his mother and sister.
Speaking of the group manager...
