Coming to his senses belatedly, Ge Zhengfei could only feel the scalding heat on his cheeks. A volatile rage was surging in his heart, but he couldn't vent it on people from aristocratic families.
His face taut with tension, he told Jiang Ruan, "I have to go to work now, let's catch up some other time."
Jiang Ruan ignored his somewhat brusque tone and nonchalantly nodded her head.
She had always been like this, a calm and composed child from a young age. No matter the situation, she wouldn't get too worked up. Ge Zhengfei didn't take it to heart.
He turned abruptly and got into his car, beating a hasty retreat.
Jiang Ruan, bemused, raised an eyebrow. She couldn't understand Ge Zhengfei's antics. While he was busy constructing a narrative, trying to assert his superiority, he merely highlighted his inner sense of inferiority.
Shi Tingbai "tsked" and looked down at Jiang Ruan, "Your brother? You guys don't share the same parents, right?"
