Can we still have a pleasant chat?(4)

Jing Muchen glanced at Jiujiu's arm, which was still being pulled forcefully. His gaze became frighteningly sharp, and his entire aura was especially cold. He looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him, who was wearing gold and silver. His deep voice was calm, but there was an undercurrent." Madam, you keep holding my daughter's hand. What do you want?""

Fang Yansha's heart skipped a beat as she was stared at by the pair of eyes. She subconsciously let go of her hand.

"Baby…" Su Ruowan quickly bent down and hugged Jiujiu in her arms. She got up and left Fang Yansha's side, turning to stand behind Jing Muchen's tall body.

Jing Muchen glanced at the obvious red mark on Jiujiu's wrist and the anger in his eyes intensified. His thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line. He called out to a waiter who was carrying a plate beside him." Call your manager over. A mother and daughter who are trying to scam people have snuck in here…"