novelraw Chapter 477: Who Gave You the Courage to Lay a Finger on My People?
Chapter 477: Who Gave You the Courage to Lay a Finger on My People?
Seeing that An Ran remained motionless, the driver became even more brazen.The salty pig’s hand slid across An Ran’s neck, and it looked like it was about to slip into the girl’s collar...
Suddenly, someone grabbed his shoulder and forcefully yanked him backward.
"Ah—" the driver screamed, falling back onto the ground.
He cursed and looked up.
A clean-cut and handsome man was looking down at him, the area above his nose shrouded in dark clouds, exuding a sense of immense oppression at a glance.
Chi Cheng glanced back at the unconscious An Ran, her clothes slightly disheveled, her collar somewhat pulled open.
His thin lips pressed into a cold line, and he casually slammed the car door shut.
The driver swallowed, "Who, who are you? I warn you, mind your own business!"
Chi Cheng gave the driver a faint glance, then stepped forward, "Her business is precisely what I intend to handle."
"You, you stay back..." The driver panicked.
He never would have expected that here, in the middle of nowhere, there would actually be someone?
And this man, how terrifying!
Clearly, he had a scholarly temperament deep in his bones, his external appearance so gentlemanly and refined.
But why was there such a menacing air beneath the surface?
The collision of these conflicting elements instilled an indescribable sense of fear.
The driver struggled to turn and get up to escape.
But who knew someone would step on his shoulder, causing him to fall to the ground again.
Looking down on him like an ant, Chi Cheng bent over, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, "Who gave you the courage to lay hands on my woman?"
"Wha-what..." The driver was beyond shocked, glancing at the girl in the back of the taxi.
"Still daring to look?" Chi Cheng chuckled, lightly patting the man’s chubby face, "Tell me, how do you want to die?"
It was clearly a smiling demeanor, but his whole body was cloaked in a dark aura.
Cold sweat broke out on the driver’s forehead as he admitted defeat, "I—I didn’t know she already had a boyfriend... I was wrong, I really was wrong, I’ll never dare again..."
"How unfortunate—" Chi Cheng sighed softly, the smile at his lips undiminished, yet his eyes seemed coated with a thick layer of frost, "I don’t intend to accept your apology, you need to pay for touching my woman."
With that, he stood upright.
Was he about to get beaten up?
Chi Cheng raised his arm.
The driver screamed and hugged his head, "Ah—"
In the next moment, the punch didn’t land; Chi Cheng merely snapped his fingers stylishly.
Not far behind the taxi, a black Maybach was parked.
A few bodyguard-like subordinates stood guard there, creating a scene straight out of a movie.
Seeing this, they moved in unison, "Young Master..."
With his hands in his pockets, Chi Cheng looked somewhat relaxed, giving orders nonchalantly, "Pick one of his fingers."
After finishing this sentence, he turned around, his voice abruptly cold, "Break it for me."
What?!!
The driver lifted his eyes in shock, crying and begging for mercy, "No, Young Master, I was really wrong, I shouldn’t have offended the young lady, I really know I was wrong..."
Chi Cheng had already turned, accepting the suit jacket handed by a bodyguard, and directly wrapped the unconscious young lady in it.