Mingshen's conditions
Mingshen sat on the couch, spreading his long legs in the front, one foot on top of another. He tilted his head as he stared at Su Liao from head to toe. Beside him, Jia's mouth twitched seeing him act as an arrogant king.
Yang Bingqing suspiciously looked back and forth between her son and the unknown woman.
A shiver ran across Jia's spine feeling Yang Bingqing's sharp gaze on her.
Ugh. She hasn't recognized me, has she?
Yang Bingqing elbowed her husband. Yang Cheng shrugged, pointing that he didn't know about her. Her heart was practically in curiosity to confirm if the woman was Jia. But she had to hold it in.
Su Liao smiled. "Mr. Yang Mingshen. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"It's not a pleasure on this side."
His smile froze.
"I don't like unnecessary people hovering in my mansion."
"My Boss is not an unnecessary man, Mr. Yang. Especially, after he formally takes over the Underworld throne, your family will be deeply connected to him in the future."