Are you fucking possessed by Xitala Erqing?

The other staff members who had quietly gathered to watch were also stunned by the situation, completely unable to understand why Xu Su insisted on confronting a rich heir who could control his career.

As for the man himself-

"Oh, okay."

He was as calm as if they were discussing the weather.

Watching from the floor, Zhuang Luo's eyes flashed with viciousness and anger.

He had achieved his goal, yes, but Xu Su's unruffled reaction pissed him off immensely!

That inexplicable slap Xu Su had just given him made him hate Xu Su even more!

No!

He couldn't let it end like this!!

He wouldn't stop until Xu Su bowed his head, admitted his mistake, and begged him pitifully for mercy!!!

Having made up his mind, he shakily climbed to his feet and dragged himself over to Fang Han as though he were half dead.

Clutching his pretty face, his eyes brimming with tears, he whispered in a tearful voice, "Mr. Fang... it hurts so much..."

His affected performance would have made even Gua 2+4 willingly concede second place.

Sure enough, Fang Han fell for it, immediately softening his voice to comfort him. "Oh, let me see. Does it hurt? My poor baby."

Zhuang Luo lowered his eyes, the corners of his mouth trembling faintly. "Outside of filming, no one has ever treated me like this before."

Fang Han seemed utterly heartbroken and immediately declared firmly, "I know. Don't worry. I'll definitely get revenge for you."

With that promise secured, Zhuang Luo finally raised his tear-filled eyes to look at him, seemingly moved. But rather than accepting, he advanced by retreating, shaking his head as he urged:

"Forget it, Mr. Fang. I know you're good to me, but Xu Su and I have been friends for so many years, after all. Even though he no longer considers me his friend, I still can't bring myself to blame him. So let it go. It's all right..."

"No!"

Brimming with righteous indignation, Fang Han interrupted Zhuang Luo's "heartfelt" plea, his face blazing with the righteous conviction that scum like this could never be forgiven, and said gravely:

"Luoluo, I know you're kindhearted, but a bastard who spits in your face when you show him kindness doesn't deserve your forgiveness!"

He turned to look at Xu Su, who stood apart from the situation, watching the spectacle as though it had nothing to do with him.

"And he even dared to show me no respect. Absolutely outrageous! I'm going to teach him a lesson today and show him what rules and proper conduct mean!"

Finishing through gritted teeth, he fixed Xu Su with a fierce glare, waiting for him to take the initiative and react.

By falling to his knees and begging for mercy, for example.

Unexpectedly, all he got was Xu Su's disdainful mockery.

"Are you fucking possessed by Xitala Erqing? Rules? Proper conduct? Why don't you just ascend to heaven while you're at it?"

"Have you heard so much flattery that you actually think you're the Crown Prince, about to inherit a glorious empire, second to one and above everyone else?"

"Psycho."

"I know you're the cream of the brain-dead crop, but please stop trying so hard to show it."

"..."

Dead silence fell over the scene.

Fang Han froze in place, as though he had suffered some tremendous shock.

Everyone else was even more dumbstruck-

The staff watching the spectacle: Has he gone crazy...?

Cheng Nan, pressing the spot above his upper lip and not daring to let go: He's probably gone crazy...

Zhuang Luo, the instigator of this conflict: He's definitely gone crazy...

"That's pretty much the situation."

In the passenger seat of the steadily moving Rolls-Royce, Han Liu finished his work report, picked at the corner of his eye, and asked:

"So, should we help him turn down all these engagements?"

"No rush."

In the back seat, Huo Yuchen wore a stern expression as he leafed through the documents in his hands and replied evenly, "We'll ask him first when we get there."

"...Huh?"

Han Liu really couldn't understand.

He didn't understand when his boss had started needing to consult anyone other than Old Master Huo before doing something.

And just who exactly was this Xu Su?

Why had he suddenly become someone important to his boss?

He had only gone back to his hometown for two weeks of blind dates. How did he feel as though he had missed so much important information?

Huo Yuchen lazily raised his eyelids and offered an explanation that was brief without being any less perfunctory. "It's called basic respect."

"..."

Han Liu gave a stiff "Oh," turned back around, and couldn't help muttering, "Since when did Your Highness know the word 'respect'...?"

Huo Yuchen was still at an age when his hearing and eyesight were sharp. "Keep running your mouth, and I wouldn't mind actually replacing my assistant."

"Hey, don't, don't..."

"Hey, don't, don't-"

Dragging his weak, sickly body forward, Cheng Nan tried to stop the fist Fang Han was about to land on Xu Su.

"Mr. Fang, please talk this out. Whatever you do, don't get physical. No matter what..."

"No matter what, I'm giving him a good beating today!"

Fang Han shoved at Cheng Nan and his own assistant, who stood in front of him trying to break things up, and pointed at Xu Su as he unleashed a furious torrent of abuse:

"I'm the fucking president of Yintai Company! Everywhere I go, people fawn over me and look out for me, and you've got the nerve to give me this shit!"

"If I don't teach you a proper lesson today, my surname isn't Fang!"

"I'm telling you, even God himself couldn't save you today!"

"I don't even need to call my bodyguards. I can beat you to your knees and make you beg for mercy myself!"

"Just you wait! If you don't kowtow ten times so hard I can hear it, I'll-"

"You'll what?"

His threat was abruptly cut off.

Behind Fang Han, a low, icy voice rang out quietly, its arrival eerily unnoticed by everyone. "What do you intend to do?"

"?"

Fang Han immediately froze.

That familiar voice...

That dangerous aura...

This man was...

Confused and wary, he turned around.

The moment his eyes caught the answer, his breath involuntarily stopped for an instant.

"!"

But then he thought, Wait, why am I scared?

He hadn't offended this Crown Prince. What did he have to worry about?

He quickly composed himself, put on the manners expected of a businessman, and greeted Huo Yuchen warmly. "Mr. Huo, what a coincidence, running into you here..."

Huo Yuchen interrupted him without much courtesy. "I asked you a question. What do you intend to do?"

Fang Han's facial muscles immediately stiffened, and his right hand, extended halfway in a gesture of goodwill, trembled along with them.

"I..."

He gave an awkward laugh, using the moment he turned to look at Xu Su to think of what to say. When he turned back, he offered a less-than-truthful explanation:

"It's nothing. Someone under me was behaving out of line, so I was teaching him some manners."

He had at least watched the variety show and knew Huo Yuchen and Xu Su were on good terms, so it wouldn't do to name names directly. Using the vague phrase "someone under me" instead was also a way of showing Huo Yuchen some consideration.

Apparently quite satisfied with this explanation, he smiled confidently again and asked, "Mr. Huo, what brings you here?"

The dangerous air surrounding Huo Yuchen hadn't diminished in the slightest. He cast Fang Han a cold glance, then looked at Zhuang Luo.

Without warning, he asked, "And what do you want to do?"

"Ah, huh?"

Zhuang Luo had never expected Huo Yuchen to speak to him of his own accord and froze for a moment.

After all, on the variety show, he had tried every trick in the book without getting so much as a glance from Huo Yuchen.

But although this "favor" came suddenly, he still reacted quickly. Unsure whether Huo Yuchen already knew the full story, he gave a vague answer:

"I-I don't, Mr. Huo. I don't want to do anything. Please believe me."

He raised his eyes slightly, gazing at Huo Yuchen with sincerity, vulnerability, and timid sweetness. His reddened eyes and damp lashes added a few touches of moving pitifulness.

Unfortunately, Huo Yuchen didn't fall for it at all.

As though he hadn't seen it, he immediately shifted his gaze to the "assistant" who had sneaked out that morning without his permission.

The instant his gaze fully enveloped those beautiful, alluring eyes, a trace of tenderness naturally appeared in his own.

"Come here."

He called softly.

Xu Su had been discreetly calculating how long it would take him to run from here to the main entrance and slip away. Hearing the voice, he abruptly snapped back to attention. "Ah, okay."

He strolled over to Huo Yuchen and asked casually:

"What are you doing here? Here to fight me for the endorsement too?"

Whether intentionally or not, he had managed to lodge a complaint in just one short sentence.

Fang Han was utterly speechless. You really have a fucking way with words.