Mr. Jiang's words fell, and the room fell silent.
Realizing his gaffe, he chuckled awkwardly, "Sorry, I didn't mean to call your son a little bitch, uh, that's not right, what I mean is your son isn't weak, oh, that seems wrong too..."
The Cheng couple: "..."
So what?
Just showing off how strong your daughter is?
[He even knows "little bitch," this old man is quite trendy.]
Mr. Jiang puffed out his chest proudly, please call him a surfing expert.
Outside, two luxury cars successively stopped at the Jing University gate.
The conspicuous Rolls-Royce door opened.
Jiang Yisen, in a casual black shirt, stepped out, and on the other side of the car was Jiang Yunchuan. Seeing the Cheng couple present and Jiang Nanshu with red eyes and a face full of grievances, his heart panicked a bit. He quickly strode over to Jiang Nanshu, carefully examining her fair face for any red marks, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
