Nangong Qianqiu was a little surprised by John Smith's words. "Is he someone she knows?"
Nangong Qianqiu was quite clear about John Smith's trouble. And among the people she knew, who had such great ability to deal with this matter?
Moreover, why would John Smith say such words to her?
"Showing off?"
There seemed to be no need for that.
"Chairman Smith, what do you mean by that?" Nangong Qianqiu asked directly. She didn't want to guess by herself, so it was the best choice to ask directly.
John Smith looked as if he were keeping Nangong Qianqiu guessing. He knew that if he told Nangong Qianqiu directly, she definitely wouldn't believe him. After all, Samuel was a useless character in the Hannigan family. To anyone who knew Samuel, Samuel was synonymous with trash.
"He should be here soon. You'll find out when the time comes," John Smith said.
Nangong Qianqiu concealed her dissatisfaction. In the past, she could have directly shown her attitude to John Smith, but now, Nangong Qianqiu still knew herself well. With the current ability of Hannigan family, they could only make friends with each other and never make enemies again.
"Speak of the devil, he's here," John Smith said with a smile.
Nangong Qianqiu subconsciously looked in the direction of the entrance to the gathering. However, the person who had walked over at this moment had instantly angered Hangong Qianqiu and even made her forget John Smith's words.
Samuel!
"This good-for-nothing boy, why is he here?
"Did he come to the party to make trouble for the Hannigan family in the name of the Hannigan family?"
Hangong Qianqiu, who was full of anger, walked toward Samuel. Her face was as cold as ice, as if she was going to drive him away.
"Trash, what are you doing here." Hangong Qianqiu walked in front of Samuel and questioned him. She also called Samuel trash without any hesitation. She was not afraid that others would laugh at her if they heard her. After all, Samuel was not recognized by her. The matter of the Hannigan clan’s bloodline was not something that Hangong Qianqiu could deny.
Samuel smiled coldly. He had thought about the situation after he met Hangong Qianqiu here, but he didn’t expect that he would be called a good-for-nothing.
"If you can come, why can't I?" Samuel said.
"Samuel, this is not a place where a useless person like you has the qualification to come. Hurry up and leave. Don't embarrass the Hannigan family.” Han Jun spoke to Samuel in a high and mighty manner. In his eyes, Samuel only lived in the backyard of the Han clan’s compound. That place where even stray dogs were unwilling to go was where Samuel belonged.
Samuel glanced at Han Jun and said, "Do you have the right to decide whether I can come or not?"
Han Jun smiled coldly and said, "If it weren't for the Hannigan family, would you be here? Don't you know who you are?"
"Samuel, you’d better disappear from my sight. Otherwise, don't blame me for not valuing blood ties," Hangong Qianqiu scolded.
Han Cheng and Gina stood aside, not daring to say a word. Although they really wanted to help Samuel, Hangong Qianqiu's attitude was too decisive.
Moreover, from Han Cheng’s point of view, Samuel should not have appeared in this kind of situation.
"Samuel, you go home first," Han Cheng said.
"Home?" Samuel looked at Han Cheng mockingly and said, "I don’t have a home. Is that place my home?"
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