The butler's face indeed looked very hurried, and his words made Xiao Yize feel the gravity of the situation.
He quickly stepped forward, heading towards the main door, only to hear Old Master Xiao's roar as soon as he reached the entrance.
Xiao Yize quickened his pace into the house, the entire grand and luxurious living room was brightly illuminated like daylight, yet the surrounding atmosphere was oppressively uncomfortable.
"Look at your handiwork! It's bad enough that you can't compete with Mo Chuxi at work, and losing billions, fine, but look at today's events, you've completely lost the face of our Xiao family!"
"And you! Who told you to invite so many media journalists? Who allowed you to send an invitation to Mu Qianyuan? Don't you know that the Mo family and our Xiao family are always at odds despite an outward appearance of harmony? Were you deliberately trying to ruin the Xiao family's event?"
Old Master Xiao pointed his finger at Wen Xin.
