"Hmph~"
At those words, a cold smile appeared on Clan Leader Qian's imposing face. "To complete every deployment in such a short time, without even needing trial and error, and produce an entire marketing plan in one stroke—this 'aerial cold-chain transport' must have been a plan the Wang Clan had prepared long ago."
"Were it not for that little beast's reckless actions, would the Wang Clan have dared to cast us aside and go it alone? This matter has enormous repercussions; it could even be said to shake the foundations of the family business. Many elders in the clan have raised objections. Uncle Zhong, there is no need to persuade me further. That little beast committed such a grave error—if he is not severely punished, how are we to quell the public outrage?"
Butler Qian Zhong's lips moved slightly, but in the end, he said nothing more.
Just then.
From outside the main hall came an angry rebuke. "Qian Qinhong, how dare you!"
As the shout fell, a woman dressed in splendid brocade robes strode in through the doorway with a grand procession of maidservants and attendants.
She was a beauty dazzling enough to outshine all around her.
Phoenix eyes, a delicate jade nose, cherry-red lips, skin as fair and tender as snow, a graceful and voluptuous figure... Every part of her seemed to have been sculpted according to the standards of beauty. Yet the aura surrounding her was domineering and sharp, carrying the haughty pride of one who looked down from on high.
This woman was the current principal wife of the Qian Clan—Cao Lina.
And Qian Xuerui's birth mother.
She came from the direct line of the Liaoyuan Cao Clan, a fifth-rank Purple Mansion Aristocratic Clan in Liaoyuan Prefecture, and her origins were exceedingly illustrious. Though already over