With a "bang," Qiu Shuyun slammed her chopsticks onto the table, "What do you mean by me making trouble out of nothing, even teaching the servants a lesson and you have to interfere? If you're so capable, why don't you become the chairman yourself?"
Jiang Zhengfeng looked at her with a face full of disgust, "Fine, you're right, I don't have the ability, I don't even deserve to eat this meal."
He put down his bowl and chopsticks and went straight upstairs.
Qiu Shuyun ignored him, continued eating, and continued to vent her anger, making the servants increasingly cautious.
After a while, Jiang Wenhui returned.
"Miss," the servant called out.
Jiang Wenhui was in a bad mood and nodded casually.
"Dinner is ready, please have dinner first," the servant continued.
Jiang Wenhui glanced toward the dining room, seeing only Qiu Shuyun eating dinner alone.
She walked over and sat down opposite her.
But as soon as she sat down, Qiu Shuyun put down her chopsticks and stood up.
