Yu Ang's mood was also far from beautiful. His own front door had been kicked by Qiao Xiaomai. Although it was all an act, having served as a high official for so many years, his self-esteem and dignity still mattered. That kick from Qiao Xiaomai was not just against the Yu Family's door; it was a blow to the Yu Family's face.
The family face had been kicked, becoming the talk of Capital City's wealthy elite.
His face, lofty below only the Yang Family and above tens of thousands, had now become a topic of casual conversation among those Capital City folks during their leisurely tea and meal times.
These days, he had declined all kinds of social invitations; he didn't want to see anyone.
But today, there was someone he had to meet: Yu Zizhou, who had been specifically named.
The one naming him was none other than the troublemaker Bei Yun, and it even involved Zhang Family's Tong Sanlang. He had to bring Yu Zizhou with him.
