“Why is your cousin asking?” “Wan Sheng probably did some dirty tricks and angered her. That little lady has been pampered since she was young, so she can’t stand anyone giving her an attitude. That was most likely why she came to me asking about Wan Sheng’s background.” Yan Caizhu let out a yawn, clearly not taking that matter to heart. “And what did you say?” “Wan Sheng joined the crew through connections with my extremely distant cousin. Caicai could not handle the matter directly, so she came to confirm the situation with me.” Yan Caizhu waved his hand to acknowledge the waiter, who placed the plate of cheese-covered Italian pasta on the table gently. He continued, “I told her that Wan Sheng used to be in a brief relationship with that cousin, but she offended him a long time ago, so she has no one to rely on now. She’s free to handle her in any way she wishes.” Yan Caizhu described the whole situation as if it was nothing, but Zhong Simo knew that although he seemed like a good-for-nothing rich young master, he took good care of the people he kept close to his heart. “Caicai” was his sister, a young lady at that, so Yan Caizhu probably had other plans in mind. “You didn’t tell her everything, did you?” “She’s only a young lady. There’s no need to tell her those things,” Yan Caizhu grinned, “What trouble did Wan Sheng get into this time? If Director Zhong would like to take care of her with his own hands, I wouldn’t have to trouble myself.”