Chapter 1925: Who Are You To Care About Me?

Chapter 1925: Who Are You To Care About Me?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The man paused before continuing, "Isn't it your honor to have such a handsome man take care of you?"

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The man lifted his head and gave the waiter a look that told him not to touch his friend again. If he did, angering Mr Li would be the worst risk they could take. They would not be able to stay in Chinatown, and it would be more impossible for them to remain in America.

Neither Mr Li nor Lady Mary could bear it.

"It's fine."

The man explained softly to the waiter. Instead, he sat beside Tang Xiaoyu and could no longer hide the smile in his eyes when he saw her in a sexy evening gown.

"Miss, I know you. You're Tang Xiaoyu, right? The outside world is saying that Mr Li is your godfather. I wonder if this old cow has had enough of eating young grass1. I want to try it."

Only then did Tang Xiaoyu realize who had sent this problematic red wine over. It did not matter who they wanted to drink it because tonight might be the night she was most unwilling to admit it.

"Miss Tang, do you want to..."

"Let go of your hands. Is Miss Tang someone you can touch so easily? Do you believe that I can cripple your hands?"

Gu Zhengrong stood at the door and watched as the man with the mole caressed Tang Xiaoyu's slender arm. Her skin was so smooth. The light from the crystal light above her head made her skin look exceptionally flawless.

She was so beautiful that every man who wanted to let everyone see her could not help but stop in their tracks to look at her. Every man could not wait to appear in front of her right now. As long as she made any request, they could not wait to agree immediately.

As long as Tang Xiaoyu smiled, the man beneath her would give up everything to her. Just one word from her could make this woman smile charmingly.

This woman was so beautiful that Gu Zhengrong could not bear to look away.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you still care about me? I'm afraid you don't know who I am. Do you want me to tell you who I am? You have to think carefully about the consequences of offending me. If you dare to do this, I will..."

The man had a fierce look on his face as he looked at Gu Zhengrong. He wished he could tear Gu Zhengrong apart and throw him into the rubbish bin right now.

"Dogsh*t, if you dare to stand here and meddle in my business again, I'll show you my power."

The more the man spoke, the more agitated and the fiercer his gaze became.

"Oh? It seems like you don't know who I am. Do you know what relationship I have with the female owner of this venue? If you really want to do something to me, you have to think it through."

Gu Zhengrong did not stand on ceremony with the man. Seeing that the man's hand was still on Tang Xiaoyu's, he took a few steps forward and pulled the man up. With a shoulder throw, he gave the man an unforgettable memory.

Tang Xiaoyu's vision was starting to get blurry, but when she heard Gu Zhengrong's voice, her emotions left her sight. She suddenly felt at ease and remembered that she was about to do something outrageous to the man earlier.

"Get lost!"

Gu Zhengrong's voice was fierce as he looked at the man who had just been thrown to the ground by him. He shouted angrily again, "You were talking about a dog, huh?"

Gu Zhengrong stepped on the chest of the man who had fallen to the ground. His voice became rough and savage as he watched the man touch Tang Xiaoyu's hand and then stomp on it. Instantly, screams reverberated in this small space.

"You dog! How dare you! How dare you treat me like this! I'm going to tell my dad to acquire your company and make you watch me take over your position!"

The man on the ground was unwilling to believe what kind of person Gu Zhengrong was. He was actually more powerful than the son of an oil tycoon and could treat him so cruelly.

"Oh? You want to take over my position? Have you thought about it? If you were me, the person you would be treating right now would be someone like me. You still have to cultivate properly. Right now, you can't even touch a single hair on this woman. If you dare to touch her, I will make you..."

"Aiya, Xiaoyu, why are you here? I'm so worried. Mr. Gu, you're here too. What happened? Who is this man?"

Mr Li looked at the man on the floor with confusion in his eyes. Seeing Gu Zhengrong and Tang Xiaoyu lying on the sofa, Tang Xiaoyu lost consciousness and fell to the side with her eyes closed.

"Mr Li, Miss Tang drank something but there are no other life-threatening accidents. You can bring her back to rest. There are no other accidents. Xiaoyu needs to rest well now. She might cause more trouble tonight."

"Thank you, Mr Gu. If not for you, I wouldn't have known that Xiaoyu was here."

Mr Li's eyes were filled with anxiety as he looked at Tang Xiaoyu, who was sleeping at the side, and continued, "I'll send someone to bring Xiaoyu back and find a doctor for her to rest well."

"Alright, I'll take this man away then. I don't care whose son he is nor do I care what kind of abilities his father has. I'm not afraid. I'm thinking that this man probably never knew what pain and torture were since he was young. I want him to have a taste of how much pain there is in this world."

"Mr Gu, I think this man looks a little familiar. Isn't him the man who offered 10 million lesser than Xiaoyu?"

Mr Li looked at the person who had fallen to the ground and had lost all his image with a frown.

"Oh? I'm not afraid. I, Gu Zhengrong, never look at who your father is when I do things. If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know what pain is and what it means not to offend someone you can't afford to offend."

"You son of a b*tch, let go of me now. Who the hell do you think you are? Trash! How dare you do this to me? I'm going to make you pay for this. I'm going to go back and tell my dad to kick your company and even your people out of America."

The man on the floor did not lose out to Gu Zhengrong in terms of aura. In his memory, he had never seen Gu Zhengrong, not even his appearance.