Zhao Meilan's face was full of hatred as she glared at the advancing Murong Qing, her bloodshot eyes raging with fury.
"Where is Ye Fei?"
"Where the hell is he? Tell him to get his ass down here and see me!"
Murong Qing looked at the shrew-like Zhao Meilan with a cold expression and disdainfully snorted.
"With your status, you're not even worthy to meet our Chairman!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Meilan couldn't help but burst into a furious and mocking laugh, "I'm not worthy to see him?"
"Even if he's the Chairman of Feihuang Group today, he was once kicked out of the Song Family like a stray dog! When he sees me, he should respectfully call me 'Mom'!"
"You wench, what makes you think you can disrespect me? Who gave you the guts!"
"I command you to kneel down before me, did you hear that?"
The onlookers gasped in shock upon hearing Zhao Meilan's words.
All faces were filled with disbelief.
"What... the Chairman of Feihuang Group used to be the Song Family's son-in-law!"
