The newcomer was Li Zhaoheng's eldest grandson through his daughter, Li Shaoqian.
Jiang Xun had heard Duan Qizhao mention him before.
He was a notorious rich brat in Hong Kong City, well versed in eating, drinking, and having fun. He never touched company business, yet felt that, as the Li family's rightful eldest grandson, the inheritance should already be in his pocket.
Now that he had heard his grandfather had acknowledged a new grandson in Capital City, he could not even sleep and had flown straight over from Hong Kong City to corner him.
Li Shaoqian crossed the guest area without looking to either side and stopped directly in front of Shen Wangjing, an undisguised sneer on his lips.
"So this is my dear cousin who dropped out of the sky." He looked Shen Wangjing up and down, his voice affected.
"Grandfather really is getting less and less particular. He'll bring just anyone home. Why don't you take a look in the mirror? How could a crude piece of trash from the sticks like you ever be allowed into the Li family?"
Shen Wangjing's expression did not change. He arranged the shrimp Jiang Xun had just peeled on a plate, one by one, his movements unhurried.
The smile on Li Shaoqian's face stiffened for a moment at being ignored.
"Shen Wangjing, I'm talking to you!" His voice rose sharply. "Don't think you can throw your weight around the Li family just because Grandfather backs you!"
"If word about that gambling father of yours gets around Hong Kong City, can you even calculate how far Li Corporation's stock will drop? You've got a whole pile of dirty business trailing behind you, yet you dare sit here brazenly feasting?"
He grew more agitated as he spoke, his voice increasingly shrill. "A country