"Mr. Shi sure has a grand air, bringing his temper all the way to Quan Mansion,"
Just as Shi's father had finished lecturing Shi Yaoguang, he heard a deep, magnetic voice rise, the tone laden with an undeniable oppressive force.
Quan Jinbei came down from the second floor in an elevator, and even seated in a wheelchair, he lost none of his authority.
For Shi Yiqing, it was the first time she had been in such close proximity to the renowned Third Master Quan.
The man was still wearing his gold-rimmed glasses, the chain dangling along the side of his face, his phoenix eyes sharply captivating.
Gazing upon his godlike handsome face, Shi Yiqing's heart began pounding uncontrollably.
She had heard whispers that the Third Master had been frail since childhood and could only travel in a wheelchair, a cruel man despite his disability.
Yet, those people never mentioned how handsome the Third Master was!
