Dong Jingxuan retorted sarcastically, "It's still better than being kicked out when it's mealtime!"
Dong Yanqiong giggled, plopping down next to him, "I want some leg meat."
"Cut it yourself." Dong Jingxuan passed the knife to her.
Dong Yanqiong toyed with the knife, glancing at Xu Huo, "Where did you find this person? Teasing Brother Feng, aren't you afraid he'll cause trouble for you?"
Dong Jingxuan was unconcerned, "Can he kill me?"
"He may not kill you, but he can kill others." Dong Yanqiong sighed, "Look at you; even though you are Uncle's own son, when it comes to big business deals, they take him not you. If you cause trouble, he might bad-mouth you to Uncle, and you'll definitely get scolded."
"Who can outdo you in stirring trouble? Cut it out." Dong Jingxuan pushed her away.
