Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 906 - 905: Stirring Up Trouble (Part 2)

The man was initially captivated by the woman’s beauty, unable to extricate himself, but as he watched the woman incessantly wipe the spot he had touched with a piece of paper—even after it became red and swollen—he didn’t stop. Furthermore, due to the woman’s earlier scream, many people had already begun to look over, with scrutinizing eyes on him, coupled with the woman’s actions, it felt like he was being stripped of his clothes and thrown into the crowd. The man’s face turned ashen.

He raised his hand and slapped the woman who was wiping her arm and hadn’t noticed him. A crisp slap sound echoed, and the woman’s action of wiping her arm stopped. Her fair and delicate face quickly swelled up red, filled with bewilderment in her eyes.

However, for the man, that slap made him feel much better. But because he had lost face due to the woman’s earlier actions, looking at the woman’s face now, he didn’t think she was as charming as before.

"Why scream? It’s your honor to be noticed by me. Stop pretending to be innocent and pure here; didn’t you dress like this to attract men? You keep wiping when touched; what are you pretending to be here? If you were truly pure and innocent, you shouldn’t come to this place. Since you’re aiming to bait men here, drop your bad habits." The man reprimanded the woman, looking at her incredulous expression.

Chapter 906: Distinctive Background

Upon hearing the man’s words, the woman covered her slapped half of her face with one hand and pointed at the man’s nose with the other, eyes filled with disbelief, "Who do you think I am? Do you really think I’m here to sell myself?"

"Aren’t you?"

"You’re your grandmother’s leg!" The woman was shocked someone thought of her that way; being publicly humiliated and slapped like this was something she had never experienced before. How could someone who had never suffered such a disgrace endure this? She immediately reached out and slapped the opponent, her sharp nails clawing at the man’s face.

"Sell! I think you look like someone selling yourself; your whole family looks like they sell themselves. How dare you attack me! My father never laid a hand on me, who do you think you are? Is my beauty a crime? Is dressing nicely my fault? Which era are you from, dare to defame me like this? I don’t think you want to make it here!"

The woman clawed at the man’s exposed skin while shouting loudly.

The man initially didn’t expect the woman to hit him, so he didn’t defend much and got clawed a few times, but he quickly reacted and started counterattacking.

There’s always a physical discrepancy between men and women; although the man appeared stout and obese, it didn’t mean he lacked strength. In his view, the woman’s attack was more embarrassing than painful.

The man quickly grabbed the woman’s hand and raised his own hand high; his angry expression seemed as though another slap was needed to vent his anger.

Just as the slap was about to fall, the woman even closed her eyes, prepared to be hit, but the expected slap didn’t land.

The woman carefully opened her eyes, seeing Xu Ke’s broad back and upright spine.

"Sorry, sir, we don’t allow fighting and brawling inside Saint Hao," Xu Ke’s voice rang out, though he smiled, his expression was frosty. His fingers exerted pressure on the man’s wrist, forcing him to release the woman’s hand.

The woman, who had been tenaciously fighting the man earlier, felt immense relief seeing Xu Ke stand in front of her like a towering mountain, bringing her unparalleled security. Just resisting tears moments ago, her eyes soon brimmed with flowing tears.

"He just slapped me, my face hurts so much." The woman gently tugged at Xu Ke’s clothes, her voice full of aggrievedness, with a nasal tone like a newborn kitten patting its soft pink paw on one’s chest, making everyone witnessing and hearing this want to walk over and embrace and comfort her.

"What if I slapped you? You’re a filthy cheap girl, I feel dirty biting you!" The man, his hand still held by Xu Ke, pretended toughness despite the pain and humiliated the woman, an ultimate display of shamelessness.

The woman trembled with anger upon hearing him. Spectators saw her as weak and pitiful, thinking the man was rather aggressive, bullying a girl like this was ungentlemanly. But due to their differing statuses, they dared only scorn him inwardly and lacked the courage to stand up like Xu Ke and protect her.

After shouting at the woman, he turned his fury on Xu Ke, "Where did you come from?" He had just asked this question when he noticed Xu Ke’s badge, and felt like he’d been roasted, realizing he, a boss, was being bullied by mere lobby managers—utterly disgraceful.

The man endured the wrist pain, controlled his facial expression, then loudly said, "You’re the lobby manager of Xing Lai? Do you know who I am? You dare lay hands on me; do you believe a word from me and your job’s gone? Release me if you don’t want to be unemployed!"

His voice boomed fiercely; whether due to severe pain or wanting to assert dominance, it was very loud. The woman hiding behind Xu Ke glared menacingly at the man, plotting revenge. But she was startled by his booming voice.

"So what if I don’t let you go? From now on, he’s under my protection; let’s see what you can do!" The woman emerged from Xu Ke’s back, facing the man with her swollen cheek.

"You’re not sounding small for your age; do you know who I am you dare speak like this!" The man looked grim, almost foul, being scoffed at by a woman he looked down on after threatening her.

"I’m Niu Zhicheng," the man declared, showing off his nasal cavities.

"Ha, impressive? My surname’s He," the woman said, coldly smiling at Niu Zhicheng.

In Ning City, many share her surname, but there’s only one noteworthy He Family.

Her announcement didn’t bring the apologies or kneeling she imagined. Niu Zhicheng didn’t react fearfully; instead, he laughed, his eyes full of mockery.

"Su Haos? I’ve met all of He Family’s ladies, but never yours. To lie, know the setting and who’s confronting you; I’m no invisible guest, absent from any He Family banquets," Niu Zhicheng stopped smiling, eyes filled with disdain and sarcasm at her.

Angered by his gaze, spectators now believed Niu Zhicheng, no longer sympathizing with her but regarded her disdainfully; they’ve never favored people who irresponsibly boast.

Seeing nobody willing to trust her, biting her lip, shouting, "My brother’s in the upstairs box; if you don’t believe, call him down, see if I’m from He Family or not."

"You need notes behind lies. Do you not know He Fam’s son’s gone to America? Said to return next month," Niu Zhicheng scornfully looked at the woman.

Even bystanders, watching her lie nonrepentantly, lost all favor; someone couldn’t hold back, stating openly, "Be exposed yet continue lying is pointless; speaking further only disgraces yourself more."