Within the city of Shanghai, Zhang Jiujang furiously slammed his fist into the table, "Useless, such a golden opportunity, and they still couldn't manage this matter.
One by one, how can they be so stupid." Zhang Jiujang's face twisted in annoyance.
Zhang Yuhua sat in a chair, her noble face now distorted with rage. Her nails dug deep into her flesh, blood seeping from her palms, "Jiujiang, what do we do now?
Do we just watch idly as that boy comes to Shanghai, and then recognizes his relations with the Zhou family?"
Zhang Jiujang let out a cold laugh and looked at his elder sister, "The people from the Zhou family are not ahead, and have already met the boy. They also failed to recognize his identity.
Sister, don't worry. Once the boy's uncle steals the Jade Pendant and destroys it, that boy won't even dream of recognizing his Zhou family relations in this lifetime."
Zhang Yuhua, hearing her brother's words, let out a deep sigh of relief, her complexion somewhat improved.
