Chapter 547: Do You Really Think I'm Made of Mud and Have No Temper?

"Hmph!" Quentin, accustomed to big storms, quickly stabilized his emotions and snorted coldly, "Charlie, Nancy, anyone with a bit of insight can see that I'm here to disrupt the event. Are you really that naive, or are you pretending to be ignorant? Using such tactics for cheap popularity, don't you find it laughable?" "Hehe..." Nancy covered her lips and chuckled softly, "It's my fault for being too naive, thinking that everyone should have a sense of shame and apologize when they do something wrong." As soon as she finished speaking, the audience burst into laughter again. How venomous is Nancy's tongue? She's implying Taylor and Quentin have no shame, they're not human! Hahaha... They're dying of laughter! "Nancy, don't go too far!" Taylor, infuriated, stood up abruptly, wanting to rush to the stage but was held back by Quentin. "Dad!" Taylor, stomping her feet in anger, exclaimed, "Didn't you hear what she said?" Quentin glared at her fiercely, "Sit down!" Taylor, who