Zhou Shuren had just stepped out of his carriage when he saw the carriage of Ning Duke Residence, which darkened his mood even further. His face turned particularly grim, "That stinking brat practically wants to be here every single day, as if this were his own home!"
Jinyan was dumbfounded upon hearing this. Today, the master's anger was especially fierce. In the past, Zhou Shuren would never have spoken like this, even though Rongchuan truly seemed to wish he could come every day.
Zhou Shuren walked with a face that screamed don't mess with me when I'm not pleased. Steward Ding followed him carefully, not daring to make a sound, occasionally looking back with a questioning glance at Jinyan to find out what had happened.
Jinyan shook his head; how would he know what transpired? The master surely wouldn't tell him everything!