Jiang Yian's voice was so grating that it drew a crowd. Most people thought Jiang Yian's behavior was quite inappropriate, talking about Zheng Yufei in front of everyone like that, which was nothing short of trampling on her dignity.
Of course, some people were happy about it, after all, the Zheng Family had dominated Shangyang City for more than a day or two. Now that they could humiliate the heir to the Zheng Corporation, it was also a nice sight.
But Zheng Yufei was not at all flustered. She worded a proper smile and swirled the champagne in her hand, "Mr. Jiang, you can call me Miss Zheng or Mr. Zheng, I am worthy of both. Don't feel inferior and think we are not on the same level."
In her words, Zheng Yufei was essentially calling Jiang Yian narrow-minded and petty, although somewhat demeaning herself, but still, it was refreshingly scathing. It took a while for Jiang Yian to catch on, and his expression turned from green to red, which was quite a sight.
