"Grandpa, I..." Zhou Haiwen forced a bitter smile, now he didn't know how to respond.
Sun Wan understood Zhou Haiwen's current predicament; asking him to complain to Chen Hai was like asking him to dig his own grave.
But who exactly was this Mr. Su, and why did he suddenly book the hotel? It was clearly aimed at them.
"Grandpa, should we go somewhere else now?" Sun Wan suggested.
Sun Wei frowned. At this moment, their Sun family finally had someone with great potential; how could he swallow this disgrace? They had reached the hotel's front door, only to leave in humiliation. Where would he place his dignity?
"Sun Wan, what nonsense are you talking about? Should we let this bastard walk all over our Sun family?" Sun Wei said with dissatisfaction written all over his face.
The manager, hearing these words, coldly said, "Old man, don't be ungrateful. Do you even know who owns Tianhai Hotel, or should I tell you right here?"
