Ji Xinhe raised an eyebrow: "So what if I'm accused of being ungrateful? I brewed this grape wine, I am the owner of the shop Qinghe, and I am the one the Wang Family wants to do business with. I can afford to be ungracious. It's up to the Wang Family to complain, but by what right do you complain?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Lady Ding and Ji Dashan turned white with shock... they truly differed from her in status.
"I…." Ji Dashan was so choked up that he couldn't speak.
Ji Xinhe said with a mocking smile, "Ah, perhaps the two of you took the liberty to decide on my behalf, while conveniently reaping some benefits?"
Ji Dashan's face reddened and then turned pale, almost wanting to bury his head on the ground. "We indeed agreed to their offer. This... this isn't a bad thing, right? If you don't agree to it, I can't explain it to them."