"Hmph, you know you're not worthy. At least you have some self-awareness." Chu Yihan hadn't expected this guy to dare set his sights on Su Qiao, especially while he was away handling other matters.
He was so furious that he wanted to slam the man straight into the floor, but for Su Qiao's sake, and to maintain his image, he held himself back for the moment.
"Young... Young Master Chu."
The alcohol in He Bin's system instantly sobered up from fright.
He actually wasn't that drunk. He had merely wanted to use his drunkenness as an excuse to forcibly take Xianle Mansion's thorny rose onto the dance floor.
Of course, he had only dared to do this after investigating and confirming that Chu Yihan wasn't around.
Looking at that red, donkey-like face, Chu Yihan wished he could punch him. He clenched his fist, but in the end, he merely gripped He Bin's chin tightly, his eyes filled with murderous fury. "I've invited Miss Su several times and she refused every time, yet I didn't get angry. What right do you have to throw your weight around here? Hmm?"
"Is your family background better than mine, or are you better-looking than me? Or do you have more money than I do?"
"No, I didn't know Miss Su was the woman Young Master Chu had his eye on. If I'd known, I never would have dared harbor such thoughts."
He Bin was thoroughly sobered up now.
He had thought Chu Yihan was only playing around and wouldn't really turn against him over a woman.
But when he saw the killing intent in Chu Yihan's eyes, He Bin understood deeply that Chu Yihan was serious.
Remembering how he had easily lost two Large Yellow Croakers last time—and how his mother had given him