Zhu Zhizhou only managed to squeeze out a remark, "I have to maintain the reputation of the Yan Family and save my face too."
No one knows Mrs. Yan's thoughts on this, but for Zhu Qianying, who had been looking down, the statement was so disgusting that she had goosebumps.
Mrs. Yan laughed softly twice. Everyone present understood that she was blatantly mocking Zhu Zhizhou, including Zhu Zhizhou himself.
"Mr. Zhu, let's drop the pretense. Say what's on your mind. It's not the first time we're meeting, and there's no need for indirect speeches. I dislike them!"
Zhu Qianying always felt that her temperament could be quite arrogant and inviting trouble. But after hearing Mrs. Yan's words, she realized that compared to this powerful woman beside her, her own grandiose statements were just idle boasting. Most likely, she was just an inexperienced brat who smoked mirrors.
