My beautiful CEO wife-Chapter 162: Let Your Dad Come Then

Han Shirong looked extremely tense, stepping back with every move, his fierce exterior belying his inner nervousness as he shouted at Xiao Zheng, "You little bastard, if you don’t kill me today, I swear I’ll kill you someday!"

His expression was very fierce.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zheng frowned, but then he smiled.

"You want me to kill you?"

Xiao Zheng sized up Han Shirong, nodded, and said, "Very well, I originally just wanted to break one of your legs, but since you asked me to kill you, I can only comply with your wishes."

Having said that, Xiao Zheng released a trace of killing intent from his body. Instantly, a chill filled the entire corridor, and everyone felt a great surge of fear.

It was at this moment that Han Shirong finally changed his expression, realizing Xiao Zheng was not joking. Trembling, he said, "You... don’t come closer."

Just then, a commotion was heard from afar, followed by a group of people approaching. Minister Liu and the others looked up, and their eyes immediately widened in surprise.

"Young Master Leng!"

The approaching figure was none other than Leng Qingxuan of Qianqiu Group, who had been drinking in this hotel when he heard the commotion and came over to see what the fuss was about.

Upon arrival, Leng Qingxuan saw those bodyguards rolling on the ground and Han Shirong clutching his wrist in agony, which shook him.

"What happened here? Han Shirong was beaten? The Han Group is worth making connections with after all. I might just help him get some revenge."

Thinking this, Leng Qingxuan looked towards where Xiao Zheng was to see who had acted, but upon seeing him, he froze completely.

Xiao Zheng!

At this moment, seeing Leng Qingxuan appear, Han Shirong was overjoyed.

Having a good relationship with Young Master Leng, he quickly pleaded, "Brother Leng, save me!"

Grasping what felt like a lifeline, Han Shirong used all his strength to crawl to Leng Qingxuan, pointed at Xiao Zheng, and venomously said, "Brother Leng, you must avenge me. I’ve really suffered this time, bullied by a nobody! You must cripple his hands and feet for me!"

Han Shirong looked extremely vicious.

Clearly, his hatred for Xiao Zheng had reached a certain level.

However, just at that moment, an unexpected turn of events occurred!

Leng Qingxuan looked at Han Shirong and cursed loudly, "Fuck that nonsense!"

He then kicked Han Shirong fiercely.

Han Shirong, caught completely off guard by Leng Qingxuan’s action, fell to the ground. Overcome with shock and pain, he angrily questioned,

"Leng Qingxuan, what the hell are you doing? Why are you hitting me?"

Leng Qingxuan sneered, "I’m hitting you! Daring to mess with Brother Xiao, I won’t let you leave this hotel today!"

Who was Xiao Zheng?

He was the former Master of Tianji Sect!

Though he was no longer serving, the prestige of the Sect Leader still commanded respect from everyone!

Stunned by Leng Qingxuan’s response, Han Shirong was bewildered, "Brother Xiao? Isn’t he just a minor employee in your company? Is he really worth all this trouble?"

Han Shirong’s mind raced with a thousand thoughts.

Leng Qingxuan simply gave a cold laugh. At this moment, he didn’t want to explain any further. With a wave of his hand, several bodyguards approached, holding iron clubs.

"Dare to cripple Brother Xiao, come on, cripple his limbs too, show no mercy!"

Leng Qingxuan had a very cold expression.

To curry favor with Xiao Zheng, what was Han Shirong but a trivial figure?

"Leng Qingxuan, what are you trying to do? Have you gone mad?"

Han Shirong screamed wildly.

Leng Qingxuan didn’t even glance at him, although normally they got along well, often dining, drinking, and flirting together.

But in front of absolute power, all that amounted to nothing!

Minister Liu and the others initially thought Xiao Zheng was finished when Leng Qingxuan appeared, but they never expected such a turn of events, with Leng Qingxuan stepping in to cripple Han Shirong for Xiao Zheng!

"Who exactly is this Xiao Zheng? Not to mention his terrifying skills, now even Leng Qingxuan is risking everything to stand up for him, this... this..."

Everyone in the private room looked at each other, their eyes filled with awe and tension, especially Minister Liu and those men and women who had previously mocked Xiao Zheng.

At this moment, they felt as uncomfortable as if they had swallowed a dead toad!

The looks they gave Xiao Zheng were both fearful and shocked.

Among those present, perhaps only Mu Yiqing was not surprised, for he had witnessed Xiao Zheng’s prowess firsthand at that banquet before.

At that time, Mr. Leng, in front of Xiao Zheng, was like a dog.

As for Xiao Zheng, seeing Leng Qingxuan make a move, he also stopped, after all, Han Shirong was a minor character, and it was already an honor for Evil God to act against him.

With a faint smile, he took Mu Yiqing by the hand and walked inside the private room, saying with a laugh, "Let these people handle these trivial matters, they’re not worth me making a move."

Mu Yiqing obediently nodded.

"Leng Qingxuan, if you dare touch me, my father will never let this go, think carefully, Leng Qingxuan!"

Leng Qingxuan smiled faintly, looking as if he were watching a fool: "It’s not just you, even if your father really came, he wouldn’t dare to say a word against, hmph, you think you’ve messed with just anyone? You’ve stirred up great trouble!"

Han Shirong laughed coldly, squinting his eyes and growling venomously, "I don’t believe it, I’m my father’s only son, the heir to the entire Han Group, if you really make a move, don’t blame us Han Group for fighting to the death!"

In terms of scale, the Han Group was much larger than Qianqiu Group, and a fight to the death would certainly result in severe losses for Qianqiu Group.

Han Shirong was confident about this, which is why he believed Leng Qingxuan wouldn’t dare to act.

Leng Qingxuan chuckled, saying, "You really think so? Good, call your father over now, I want to see how he handles this situation."

Han Shirong was startled, not expecting Leng Qingxuan to say this, his face turning pale: "Are you serious?"

Leng Qingxuan sneered, "Do you think I’m lying to you?"

Han Shirong immediately sneered coldly, saying, "Fine, when my father comes, you better not regret it!"

With that, he took out his phone, dialed with a beep, and cried to Father Han: "Dad, I’ve been beaten, come quickly, they’re so arrogant, saying even if you come, they won’t respect you!"

On the other end of the phone, Father Han was both shocked and furious, demanding, "Who is it? Dare to mess with my son? Dear son, where are you, I’m coming right now."

Han Shirong quickly gave him the address and then hung up the phone, looking coldly at Leng Qingxuan and sneering, "Just wait and watch the show then!"

As he said this, he couldn’t help but gasp in pain, because his wrist was hurting terribly. Previously, the combination of fear and shock had dulled his senses, but now that his nerves had relaxed, waves of pain were crashing over him like the tide.

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