"Aren't you here to make connections?" Jin Meichen asked her husband, thinking he could intimidate the servants.
Jiang Fei certainly wasn't foolish enough to believe his connections could intimidate anyone, but he figured earnestly exploring the possibilities, perhaps flattering a leader, might just win him an opportunity.
He stepped forward, quietly pushed the door open, a sheepish grin on his face, ready to boast to any doctor or leader, his mouth already shaping the words.
A cold look swept over him unexpectedly, thunderous and piercing.
Boom, his mind was smoking.
"What's the matter?" Seeing her husband stuck at the door, Jin Meichen squeezed past him, annoyed. Upon recognizing the head of the household inside the room, her mind, too, went up in smoke.
