"Shi Zhongtian, that's enough!" Liu Qianhui scolded angrily with furrowed brows and a delicate voice.
Today's Shi Zhongtian seemed somewhat unusual compared to his usual self.
A gleam flashed through the weathered eyes of Liu Kuangdao, which then settled into depth, as he kindly smiled and said, "Qianhui, how can you speak to Zhongtian like that."
"Dad, he's just a lackey, hmph, I hate his hypocritical face the most."
Shi Zhongtian's face turned ashen.
Meanwhile, Liu Kuangdao continued on his own, "Alright, Qianhui, you go down first. We'll talk again tonight."
"Dad, I wanted Lin Hai to treat you," Liu Qianhui also felt that her father was acting strange today.
"My dear daughter, listen to me, go back first," Liu Kuangdao said with a kind smile, yet his tone unmistakable with firmness.
Shi Zhongtian suddenly interjected, "Alright, Uncle Liu, no need to put on an act in front of my fiancée. Men, drag this worldly society charlatan out and feed him to the dogs."
