So what if he had eaten cow dung? As long as he was handsome, they could still bring themselves to kiss him. The problem was, none of them dared!
Tang Shiba looked at Han Feng with regret. "See? They can't stand you. You're a total failure as their boss."
Han Feng snapped, "Stop spouting nonsense! They just don't dare kiss me!"
He would kill anyone who dared!
No one dares kiss him, huh? Tsk, tsk. How about I...?
Si Wuyu hurriedly pulled Tang Shiba to her feet. What was she planning? Was she going to kiss him herself?
Absolutely not!
Si Wuyu fixed a murderous stare on Han Feng as he sprang up, then attacked without another word.
He was going to ruin that face and that mouth so Tang Shiba would stop looking at him!
Si Wuyu had held himself back long enough. He couldn't stand it anymore.
Watching the two start fighting again, Tang Shiba felt puzzled. What's going on? I was going to take Han Feng downstairs and let the electric fence give him a kiss.
But Si Wuyu had let him go...
Si Wuyu realized he had misunderstood, but now that the fight had started, he couldn't stop halfway.
Han Feng was furious too. Being forced to curse in his dialect was bad enough, but they had even slapped his precious face. Today, either they would die or he would live.
As the scene descended into chaos, Tang Shiba couldn't comfortably enjoy the show, so she pulled Du Xiaotian, his father, and Ouyang Xuan over.
The lackeys stopped bothering. Go ahead, take them. They would be sent downstairs tonight anyway.
Tang Shiba told Fang Cheng and the others to stop fighting. She had already brought everyone back.
Fang Cheng kicked away the man in front of