“You...” Gao Daqiang was so angry that his face turned red. Ye Bufan patted him on the shoulder and said, “Daqiang, as fathers, we don’t need to get angry with our son.”

Yang Jincai’s expression changed, and he shouted angrily, “Ye Bufan, what do you mean by that? Are you taking advantage of me?”

At that moment, the door opened, and the head of security from Tianhao Hotel appeared at the doorway of the private room. He glanced around and, upon seeing Ye Bufan, ...