What the hell is going on?
Since when did their president sink to such a level?
The bodyguard deeply felt the need to cover his face for their president. He thought it was true what they say, "the apple doesn't fall far from the tree." Little Xingchen, their young master, was brilliant enough to practically snatch a wife for his dad. However, the money in their pockets was not nearly enough for the young master to buy a fancy pigeon egg-sized diamond!
Should we call Mr. Huo and ask for some money?
But that would destroy the good thing the young master was preparing for, wouldn't it? With a temper even fiercer than Mr. Huo's, they really couldn't afford to cross him. Offending Mr. Huo might get you a stay of execution, but offending Little Xingchen meant instant death— he was the Huo Family's ancestral overlord!
"That young master..."
"Auntie, could you please take out that pink diamond for me to look at?"
