Li Menghui was so scared that his legs went weak. He didn't know when a layer of cold sweat had appeared on his forehead. He trembled as he picked up the phone on the ground and asked carefully, "M-Master Zhao, is there a misunderstanding …"
Before he could finish, the call was cut off. He looked at the phone and suspected that he was dreaming.
The Zhao family's power not only covered S City, but also the entire Hua nation and even Southeast Asia. As the head of the family, Zhao Feng's status was comparable to that of an emperor. For such a person to stand up for a mere manager of Huangting, it was like a joke!
However, it really did happen!
He turned to look at Su Yang. This kid had just woken up and was yawning with sleepy eyes. There was even a drop of physiological tear hanging on his eyelashes, like a lazy cat.
In all fairness, this brat's appearance was really impeccable. Even if he was not interested in men, at this time, he could not take his eyes off him. His white face was flawless under the light, and his dark eyes were covered with water like the finest obsidian. He was like a bright star, dazzling everyone's eyes.
Li Menghui was shocked. He suddenly remembered a rumor that he had heard someone mention — Master Zhao liked young boys with red lips, white teeth, and big eyes!!
He leaned closer to look at him. Su Yang suddenly looked up and smiled at him with a hint of teasing.
He laughed and said, "Uncle Li, why? Are you interested in me?"
Li Menghui's brain was buzzing. He suddenly felt that this beautiful boy in front of him was scarier than the devil!
"Y-You're Master Zhao's man!" He heard himself say angrily.
Su Yang nodded generously. "Yes, I'm Master Zhao's man."
Li Menghui was speechless.
Previously, he had thought that this Xu Yanqing was naive, cheerful, lively, and straightforward. It was very interesting to chat with him, but now, he hated his straightforwardness. Even his sweet voice had become sinister and vicious in his ears.
He was so angry that he couldn't speak, but his lips kept trembling. There were only three words spinning in his mind — it's over.
Su Yang saw that he was trembling pitifully, so he kindly poured him a cup of cold water and said, "Don't be afraid, Zhao Ye won't eat you."
Li Menghui's smile was uglier than crying. Trembling, he took the cup of water and placed it on the table without drinking a single sip. "Brother Yanqing, this is actually a conflict between me and Manager Gao. It shouldn't involve you. Why do you have to help her deal with me …"
Su Yang said innocently, "Uncle Li, why don't I understand? Didn't your bodyguard kidnap me? How did it become me dealing with you?"
Li Menghui frowned and said, "But you should tell the truth. Why did you lie to me and say that you're Gao Min's distant cousin? If you had told me earlier that you were Master Zhao's man, I definitely wouldn't have kept you until so late! "
However, Su Yang shook his head seriously. "You dared to kidnap people in Huangting, which means that you don't put Master Zhao in your eyes. How would I know that you're not Master Zhao's enemy? People always have to leave some trump cards for themselves, don't you think so?"
Li Menghui couldn't win against him in words. He fiercely gulped down a mouthful of cold water, but before he could swallow it, the door in front of him was kicked open.
With a loud bang, the people in the room didn't even have time to react before they were surrounded by criminals who came out of nowhere.
Walking at the front was Zhao Feng. He was dressed in a well-ironed black suit with a black coat on the outside. He didn't wear a tie, and the top two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned. The skin on his chest was a healthy wheat color, which made his face look so gloomy that it could drip water.
He put his hands in his pockets and slowly walked in. His steady footsteps were especially abrupt in the quiet room.
Li Menghui was already kneeling in fear. Su Yang was also quite shocked because he saw that there was an obvious dent in the door made of some unknown metal. It was kicked open by Zhao Feng.
Su Yang watched as Zhao Feng walked towards him with his straight and powerful legs. His two legs, which had never lived up to his expectations, trembled shamefully. He was worried that he didn't manage to hide his scheme from Zhao Feng. In his anger, Boss Zhao would also give him a fierce kick.
Su Yang's eyes darted towards the heavily damaged metal door. He thought with lingering fear that he couldn't just sit there and wait for death!
When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were red and filled with tears. He ran towards Zhao Feng with his nose up and threw himself into his arms.
Bandit Zhao's gloomy face immediately froze.
Su Yang's face was full of panic. "Why did you only come now? I was so scared …"
Li Menghui: "…"
You definitely have a dissociative identity disorder!
However, Bandit Zhao was very receptive to this. He immediately placed his broad palm on Su Yang's little head and stroked it. His action wasn't very gentle, but it clearly had the intention of comforting him.
He looked at Li Menghui indifferently until he broke out in a cold sweat. Only then did he slowly say, "I know it's a misunderstanding, but it's a fact that you touched my people. Breaking a leg isn't too much, right?"
Li Menghui widened his eyes and begged for mercy. "Master Zhao, I really didn't touch Young Master Xu. I only treated him to two cups of tea. It's true, Master Zhao! If you don't believe me, you can ask Young Master Xu … "Before he could finish, his mouth was covered.
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