Chapter 42: Children Speak Without Taboo (1)

So that's how it is? No wonder!

Watching Quan Shaoteng make a fist pump gesture at Little Thirteen, three black lines raced across Zhan Se's forehead.

"Still can't bear to leave?" Holding his son, Lord Quan the Fourth's dark eyes slightly squinted as he looked at her, his gaze was chilly and filled with a sinister coldness.

Frowning, Zhan Se hesitated for a second before she stood up.

"Hey, wait a moment—" The always troublemaking Fifth Young Master Quan warmly followed, slung an arm over her shoulder, "Don't leave yet, we agreed, didn't we? I'll take you later. Let the father and son leave first."

Psst!

Someone was inhaling sharply!

Not only was Zhan Se bewildered, but the few second-generation heirs present were also stunned. Who could understand what exactly was going on with the Quan brothers, and which act they were playing?