The more old Uncle Hu listened, the more unpleasant he felt, unable to interject, frantically scratching his ears and cheeks in distress.
Only when the two stopped talking, did he eagerly lean forward, his face flushing.
Stammering, "Young Master, you…"
Young Master Lv saw this and glared at him: "Speak if you have something to say. Otherwise, if you want to disturb my pleasure, just go die!"
Don't think he couldn't see his little tricks!
Uncle Hu was stifling with his face red, unable to utter even half a sentence.
"What an eyesore, humming and haas, did someone die in your house?"
Young Master Lv glared at him and growled: "Get out!"
Old Hu nodded obediently, had no choice but to withdraw with resentment. He walked out with a drooping head, his face as dark as if his mother had just died!
"Quickly, get paper and brush!"
Young Master Lv happily summoned Su Pan'er, and the two finally signed the agreement happily.