"Grandpa."
"Dad."
"Old Master..."
Seeing Zhang Guohua being hit, a crowd of Zhang family members hurriedly rushed forward to help him up.
They all glared at Chen Xiang with rage.
However.
Chen Xiang didn't care at all, and looked at them provocatively.
The Zhang family was surrounded at the entrance of the hotel, completely unable to leave.
"Daddy, I'm so hungry."
At this moment, a timid three- or four-year-old girl looked up at Zhang Ming.
"Nan Nan, be good, just wait a little longer, and we'll have food soon," Zhang Ming hurriedly consoled his daughter, holding her in his arms.
"Daddy, why do we have to wait, Nan Nan's tummy is very hungry, I want to sleep."
Seeing his granddaughter's pitiful appearance, Zhang Guohua's heart twisted with pain.
He looked at Chen Xiang with a plea in his eyes, "Young Master Chen, what must we do to be allowed to leave?"
Chen Xiang said mockingly, "First, kneel down and kowtow to me."
Zhang Guohua trembled.
"Grandpa, don't."
