"Qin Second Young Master!"
The middle-aged man suddenly "plop" knelt down in front of Qin Yihan, raising his head with a pleading look at the man before him:
"Second Young Master, my son Luo Qiang is ignorant, please don't take it to heart!"
Others might not know the power of this Qin Second Young Master, but as a senior executive of Qin Group, how could Luo Jianhao not know?
The legendary, invincible Qin Yihan had been taken down by this very Qin Zimo!
If someone like Qin Yihan could be effortlessly turned into a vegetative state by him, wouldn't his son, a mere minor character, be equally dispensable to Qin Zimo?
With this in mind, Luo Jianhao hurriedly stretched out his hand, humbly grabbing Qin Yihan's trouser leg, "Qin Second Young Master, considering the blood, sweat, and tears I've poured into Qin Group…"
"Could you perhaps…"
"Dad!"
Luo Qiang had always taken pride in his father and always bragged to his classmates about how formidable his father was.
