Rich Daddy's Three Cuties

He was flattered.    

He even imagined that it was a misunderstanding that Ye Haoyu was protecting Jiang Xiaomeng. It was very likely that Ye Haoyu hated Jiang Xiaomeng as much as he did!    

Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Baiming couldn't help but feel excited.    

"Young Master Ye."    

Zhao Baiming licked his lips and smiled.    

Ye Haoyu, who was standing opposite him, slightly smiled. He shook the drink in his hand and raised it slightly.    

Zhao Baiming immediately raised his hand in a flattering manner. However, in the next second, the drink in Ye Haoyu's cup fell to the ground.    

Ye Haoyu looked at Zhao Baiming and said word by word with an innocent expression.    

"What? Young Master Zhao, you don't want to drink this cup with me?"    

"Do you think that I look down on you just because I drink a drink?"    

Zhao Baiming was dumbfounded.    

He blushed and did not expect such a situation to happen.    

"No, you clearly poured it yourself. How can you blame it on me?"    

Zhao Baiming was at a loss for words.    

However, Ye Haoyu shrugged his shoulders and said sarcastically.    

"What evidence do you have to prove that Young Master Zhao doesn't want to lie to me?"    

"I understand. You must be dissatisfied with your father's arrangement for you to attend the banquet. But you can't blame it on me. I have to talk to the old man of the Zhao family when I go back."    

Zhao Baiming was dumbfounded.    

F*ck!    

Jiang Xiaozhan was even more ruthless.    

Jiang Xiaozhan seemed to have thought of something and immediately understood what Ye Haoyu was doing. He gave Ye Haoyu a look and walked forward to add fuel to the fire.    

Jiang Xiaozhan smiled and calmly walked forward. Every word he said was indescribably subtle.    

"That's right. It seems that Young Master Zhao is not satisfied with us."    

The surrounding people were all laughing.    

So many people were laughing at Zhao Baiming!    

This time, Zhao Baiming was speechless. He was clearly wronged to death, but he didn't know how to say it.    

He racked his brains to think.    

He didn't understand where and when he had offended these two little fellows!    

When he thought of the time when his grandfather had repeatedly urged him to leave, he could not help but feel a little guilty.    

"If you can't handle it, then I'm afraid that your identity as a crown prince will be difficult to pass on."    

Zhao Baiming took a deep breath.    

The identity of a bastard was constantly stabbing at his spine.    

Therefore, even though he knew that these two little fellows were deliberately making things difficult for him, he could only grit his teeth and try his best to please them.    

"Yes, yes, I was too insincere just now!"    

Zhao Baiming gritted his teeth and drank the wine in his hand, immediately filling up another cup.    

However, Jiang Xiaozhan and Ye Haoyu did not make any movements. They just looked at Zhao Baiming with a faint smile.    

Jiang Xiaozhan had even more of his ability to use his mouth to speak.    

"Young Master Zhao, I advise you to be kind. Otherwise, you will be laughing at yourself in the end!"    

Zhao Baiming opened his mouth, lowered his head, and gritted his teeth.    

He swallowed another cup.    

The third cup.    

"I will drink three cups of wine myself!"    

However, Ye Haoyu and Jiang Xiaozhan ignored Zhao Baiming, the clown, and raised their eyebrows.    

'Damn it, idiot!'    

Zhao Baiming was embarrassed to be ignored by Ye Haoyu and Jiang Xiaozhan. He was so angry that his entire body was trembling.    

'Damn it!'    

He had never been humiliated like this before!    

Especially when he was chosen to perform in the banquet. It made Zhao Baiming even more embarrassed.    

Zhao Baiming, who was drunk, was forced to perform in front of everyone. The song he was chosen to perform was ‘Sir, You Can't Do That'.    

In front of all the young ladies, Zhao Baiming was so embarrassed that he could not even speak!    

Jiang Xiaozhan grinned and watched from the side.    

"Why? Young Master Zhao, don't you know how to sing this song?"    

Then, the music started.    

Zhao Baiming's face was as red as a tomato.    

"Sir, Sir, Sir, Sir, Sir, Sir, sir, sir, sir, sir, sir, Sir, sir, sir, sir, Sir, Sir, Sir, Sir..."    

Zhao Baiming's face gradually turned from red to white as he was mocked and ridiculed by the young masters and young ladies in the banquet hall!    

What was even more tragic was that the banquet hall was suddenly out of power!    

In the darkness, Zhao Baiming seemed to have been kicked by someone.    

"Ahhh!" A loud sound echoed throughout the hall.    

His nose and face were badly bruised!