Shi Zhenxiang took off his hat and said politely, like an English gentleman, "Didn't Madam Deco say she didn't want to enter the same club with them? But these are distinguished guests of our Wells family, who have come from afar. Naturally, I, the patriarch, cannot spoil their fun, so I can only ask Madam Deco to leave."

Mrs. Deke and Master Heaton were slightly surprised.

They all heard that these Chinese people had offended the Wells family, but they didn't expect that the Wells patriarch would actually say that they were distinguished guests of the Wells family?

Young Master Heaton looked at Mrs. Deke and then at Shi Zhenxiang. He didn't want to offend anyone, so he tried to smooth things over by saying, "Chief Wells, this is all a misunderstanding."

Zhu Youjian didn't give her face: "Misunderstanding is bullshit. It's this old witch who is causing trouble!"

Shi Zhenxiang was anxious to restore her image in front of her young master. When she heard Zhu Youjian, who was in the same group with her, said this, she immediately raised her hand to the bodyguards and asked them to take Mrs. Deko away from the scene.

Young Master Heaton, fearing he might offend the Wells family, decided not to intervene. Seeing how concerned Shi Zhenxiang was about Shi Ling and the others, he tactfully turned around and apologized, "I'm sorry for offending you earlier. We'll be sending you some delicious desserts as compensation later in the auction."

Seeing that Patriarch Wales was satisfied, Master Heaton breathed a sigh of relief. After making arrangements for Shi Ling and the others, he turned to apologize to Mrs. Deke, politely refusing to let her enter the auction and instead offering other compensation.

When only his own people were left, Shi Zhenxiang immediately put aside his pretentious attitude and asked Shi Ling for credit with shining eyes: "Little Grandmaster, did I do well just now?"

Shi Ling almost thought he was schizophrenic, but at least he helped her. She nodded and said, "Thank you."

Seeing that Shi Zhenxiang was still looking at her expectantly, Shi Ling resorted to perfunctory words and said in fluent English: "I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Shi Zhenxiang was immediately overjoyed: "Great, great."

To show his affection, he even said in Chinese: "I like to eat shit."

"Pfft!" Zhu Youjian burst into laughter and looked at Shi Zhenxiang in surprise, "My dear, you have such a unique hobby."

Shi Ling also roughly understood that this Welsh patriarch didn't understand Chinese, only a few simple Chinese phrases, and had probably been tricked by a friend who spoke Chinese. Furthermore, this brainless kid believed everything that friend said. That friend was truly wicked.

But the people around him are also quite wicked and didn't remind him.

Then she won’t remind me, hehe.

Shi Zhenxiang had no interest in the auction; he came here just to serve as Shi Ling's mobile treasury. "Little Master, I'll buy whatever you want."

Shi Ling declined politely: "Thank you. But it's not necessary."

Yu Chen glanced at Shi Zhenxiang calmly: "I have money."

Shi Zhenxiang glared at Yu Chen and became excited: "I am richer than you."

Yu Chen: "She uses mine, not yours."

Shi Zhenxiang:!

He looked at Shi Ling with a resentful expression: "Little Grandmaster, you said that your money is your money, and my money is also your money."

When Shi Ling heard this, his first reaction was "How shameless!", and his second reaction was: "V50 me to see the strength."

Shi Zhenxiang directly took out a black card from his pocket and handed it to her: "Little Master, all of this is for you."

Shi Ling was stunned: "Fuck, I was just joking, you really gave it to me."

There are so many rich people in this world, what's wrong with having one more?