Her expression was exaggerated, as if she'd been frightened.
The red birthmark on his face was Li Qian's sore spot, and being mentioned like that made him feel defeated and disgraced.
He did not speak again.
Little Traitor looked at the two, and said loudly, "I am no longer a servant of the Ye Mansion. The 'sold' contract has been returned to me. My name is Shen Chen. If you two make me angry, I will not be polite."
His voice was steady, but carried a threatening force.
If they were sensible, they would walk away; the warning was very clear.
But deep inside, a hidden sense of self-pity was awakened; after all, he was just living under someone else's roof.
Ye Haoming looked down on him with disdain and mocked, "Oh, is that so? Then why are you at the Ye Mansion? If the 'sold' contract is in your hands, then get out of the Ye Mansion, this is my aunt's home."
