"The Qian Family wants to see me?"
Zhu Ju looked up upon hearing this, setting down the ledger in his hands. A cold smile spread across his face.
"Qian Weng has lived to such a ripe old age, yet he's still so naive. Has he forgotten what he did to the Zhu Family back then?"
"He can't possibly think..."
"That we'll just let this go, can he?"
He spoke, then gently shook his head.
Qian Weng definitely hadn't forgotten what he did to the Zhu Family, but he most likely didn't know that Zhu Ju was also aware of it.
"I won't see them!"
Waving his hand dismissively, Zhu Ju's voice was cold and stern:
"From now on, if anyone from the Qian Family asks to see me, just drive them away."
"Young Master," Housekeeper Liu began in a low voice.
"The one who has come is Miss Qian Shiyao."
"And what of it?" Zhu Ju's expression remained unchanged.
"As long as they are from the Qian Family, I will see no one!"
Housekeeper Liu was taken aback for a moment, but then he had a realization.
