Watching Zhong Niangyao's casual demeanor, for a moment, Zhong Minghao and Zheng Silin were at a loss for words.
Only Zhong Mengfan showed no intention of approaching someone humbly. Upon seeing Zhong Niangyao's manner, she couldn't help but directly voice her sarcasm, "Seriously, no respect at all. You've seated yourself before your elders have even taken a seat."
"Shut up!" Zhong Minghao scolded in a low voice, "If you don't want trouble, then stop talking so much."
He really wanted to crack open his daughter's skull to see just how much water it held, for her to be this foolish. Till now, she hadn't grasped the gravity of her own situation.
They were here to ask a favor of Zhong Niangyao, and yet they had the audacity to carry themselves with such loftiness here.
If she weren't his own flesh and blood, he would turn around and leave right now.
