"Oh, and do you know the Shen family? Everyone in Beijing knows us. When you speak of the Shen family, everyone will think of us. So who will be more beneficial to you, surely it's obvious? Come on, make a choice, is it going to be me or him?"
Shen Liangchuan's expression was dark and brooding now, like an impending storm.
Qiao Lian noticed this and reached out her hand to tug at his sleeve. Then she looked at Shen Zihao as though suddenly realizing something. "Oh, it's Young Master Shen!"
Immediately, Shen Zihao looked pompous. "Well, it looks like you know our family. If that's the case, you should have no concerns, right?"
Then he stretched his hand out to Qiao Lian. "Come with me."
Qiao Lian blinked and then nodded, stretching her hand as well.
Shen Zihao stuck his chin out haughtily. But as he thought he had succeeded, the hand that was supposed to grab his suddenly tightly gripped his arm.