Chun Yucheng looked coldly at the people present.
These people had never treated him as family.
"How can you say that! Did you call him by his name?"
The eldest grandson, Chunyu Zhe, who had been silent all this while, finally spoke.
"So what? If you have the ability, don't reject the engagement. If you have the ability, marry Hua Yingzi."
Chun Yucheng's usually frivolous eyebrows raised coldly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly in mockery.
If it was the way they interacted in the past, he wouldn't have bothered to talk nonsense with Chunyu Zhe.
But today, Chunyu Zhe couldn't take the responsibility himself, so he had to put the burden on his shoulders and criticize him instead?
He just couldn't be bothered to argue with this bunch of useless people. Did they really think that he didn't have any temper at all?
Chun Yucheng's provocative words made Chunyu Zhe's gaze turn sharp.
"Enough!"