Have a Taste of This

Zhao Chuchu's tone was calm, but Xia Chengzhu felt fear coming in like a tidal wave.

"Who is she?"

Xia Chengzhu kept asking himself.

Zhao Chuchu continued, "Do you think the Yuan clan would treat me like an honored guest if I were an ordinary person? At least you are from a big family in Guangqing Province, so don't be so ignorant and make others laugh at you. Xia Chengzhu, if you do it again, I won't be polite to you."

Xia Chengzhu took another step back.

He looked at Zhao Chuchu, and the fear in his heart was even stronger.

Zhao Chuchu snickered and left without paying any attention to him.

Xia Chengzhu looked at Zhao Chuchu's distant back and realized that his back was already wet with cold sweat.

He took a deep breath to suppress the feeling of fear.

But as long as he thought of Zhao Chuchu's words just now, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.