"Why? Why should I give up? Do you think that young punk's a better man than I am?" Wang Ming said angrily.
Wang Enterprise's wealth and influence might not compare with that of Mufan Group, but it was still a powerful company that domineered the market.
As the general manager of the company, Wang Ming was naturally proud of his accomplishments.
He might grudgingly accept the fact that he was not Qiu Mu-Cheng's equal, but he couldn't accept one of his most loyal staff implying that he was no better than a hooligan. He was naturally furious.
In his eyes, Ye Fan was no better than a hooligan and a good-for-nothing.
A person with excellent upbringing would not have behaved like a flippant and superficial cad.
Wang Ming expected the old man before him to apologize immediately after what he had said.
He did not expect the latter to shake his head and sigh. "Young Master, truth be told, that young man is a better man than you are.”
"You!" Wang Ming was ready to blow up.
"Please don't get worked up. I'm not trying to put you down. You're not the only one who cannot compare with him. No one in Jiangdong can."
Wang Ming froze. "Are you telling me that he's..."
The old man nodded before Wang Ming could utter Ye Fan's name.
"That's right. He's Mr Chu, the man who rules Jiangdong. Qiu Mu-Cheng, the CEO of Mufan Group is his wife. Do you really think you stand a chance of stealing Mr Chu's wife from him?" said the old man slowly, his wry smile revealing his exasperation.
Wang Enterprise had only ventured into Jiangdong recently. In the past, the old man had been the one who had represented Wang Enterprise during business meetings with Mufan Group. Wang Ming had only arrived at Jiangdong the day before.
He was unaware of many things going on in the province.
The old man before him clearly knew more than he did.
Otherwise, the old man wouldn't have tried to stop Wang Ming when the latter had tried to express his interest in Qiu Mu-Cheng. He had been worried that Wang Ming might get himself in trouble.
Fortunately, Mr Chu was a forgiving man who had not put Wang Ming in a tough spot.
Should Mr Chu insist on pursuing the matter, Wang Enterprise would be forced to give in and make a public apology.
This wasn't their turf, after all.
Besides, Wang Enterprise was no match for Mr Chu, who had vast resources and an
array of means at his disposal.
"Is he really Mr Chu? But he's really young!”
Wang Ming was frozen to the spot as he stared into the distance with wide eyes. He appeared to be scared witless.
He seemed completely unafraid.
"Why are you smiling? There were so many people watching us then. How could you tease me like that? How am I supposed to face my colleagues in the office now? Couldn't you have kissed me after we've gotten home? It's not as if I don't let you kiss me...you're going to drive me up the wall! Your wife's reputation is completely ruined now..." Qiu Mu-Cheng fumed and stomped her foot furiously. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got.
In order to placate his wife, Ye Fan brought a small tub of water to Qiu Mu-Cheng so that he could soak her feet in warm water.
"My dear, let's get your feet in the warm water first. You can yell at me after we're done soaking your feet."
Before Qiu Mu-Cheng could say anything, Ye Fan had slipped her heels off, revealing a pair of snowy white feet. He began to wash his wife's feet meticulously.
"It's hard to believe that the almighty Unrivalled Grandmaster who strikes fear in the hearts of all in Jiangdong and China, whom War God Castle had to give in to and offer an apology, is just a lowly servant in his own home. The saying is true. Everyone has a weakness. Miss Qiu is the only person who can push Mr Chu around."
Outside the room, five persons were tiptoeing on their feet as they peeped through the window and witnessed Ye Fan's meek humility.
They were none other than the Green Dragon Force, who had been tasked to guard the mansion.
Li Zi-Yang shook his head and sighed as he watched the hilarious scene unfolding in the room.
Tai Shan couldn't stop himself from laughing. "Everyone has a weakness, you say? He's just afraid of his wife!"
Despite their hushed tones and the window separating them and Ye Fan, Ye Fan's keen hearing had caught what they had said.
"These punks, how dare they laugh at me!" Ye Fan glared and raised his voice. "Tai Shan, you have nothing better to do with your time, haven't you? Get in here and deal with this basin of water!"
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