Wen Xiaowei actually has a boyfriend now? This is huge news. Which family’s young master is so fortunate to be with her?
Brother Dong racked his brains, but couldn’t figure out who would be worthy of his girl, Wen Xiaowei.
"Wang Hao, how co you’re here all by yourself? You didn’t even tell . I thought you had run off!"
As she spoke, Wen Xiaowei walked toward Wang Hao, a smile appearing on her face.
Heavens! Wen Xiaowei actually smiled!
This completely shocked Brother Dong, since neither he nor any other man in Zao City, presumably except for Wen Xiaowei’s family, had ever seen her do that.
Seeing Wen Xiaowei smile for these people was harder than reaching the heavens.
And seriously, Wen Xiaowei looked stunning when she smiled, absolutely gorgeous.
Wait a minute?
Wen Xiaowei had just said she was looking for her boyfriend. Could it be that the boyfriend she was referring to was this rustic-looking farr?
And there, she really did walk up to Wang Hao, naturally took his arm, and nestled against him as they sat down.
"Could he... he is your boyfriend?"
Brother Dong’s face was a picture of astonishnt as his eyes widened.
"What’s wrong? Do I need your permission to get a boyfriend now?"
Wen Xiaowei turned her head and glared at Brother Dong.
Brother Dong’s mouth twitched, and he stood there dumbstruck, unable to speak for a long ti.
If Wen Xiaowei were to choose a businessman or a celebrity, he might reluctantly accept it, but why on earth did she pick a farr? It made him quite resentful.
He couldn’t understand it. In terms of looks or the Shen Family, he seed far superior to this Wang Hao.
"Heavens, has Wen Xiaowei gone blind? Any young master from the Yi Family or the Wu Family would be better than this bumpkin!"
The young beauties were also very surprised and unwilling to believe what they were seeing.
"So, do you still think Wang Hao is a lonely dog?"
Wen Xiaowei held Wang Hao’s hand and asked the young beauties who had just been mocking Wang Hao, her voice cold.
"..."
The young beauties were suddenly rendered speechless. Being Wen Xiaowei’s boyfriend was the dream of every young man in Zao City.
It seed, indeed, that Wang Hao was not a lonely dog but the enemy of all the young n in Zao City.
"You think you lot are worthy of competing with for a boyfriend? Better put that idea to rest! Looking at you, he’s indeed likely to have nightmares tonight!"
Wen Xiaowei was not usually so sharp-tongued, but since these people dared disrespect Wang Hao, she had no choice but to give them a taste of their own dicine.
"You..."
For won like them, who wore heavy makeup, being called ugly was an extre humiliation, but since it was Wen Xiaowei making the remark, they were angry but didn’t dare to speak out.
However, they really couldn’t understand how high-caliber Wen Xiaowei could fall for such an utterly ordinary man.
n like Wang Hao were a di a dozen on the streets; what exactly did Wen Xiaowei see in him?
Seeing the defeated looks of those beauties and Brother Dong, the coach from before felt imnsely pleased.
"What are you laughing at?"
While the coach was laughing, the owner of the club suddenly arrived. He saw the coach standing there laughing foolishly by himself and couldn’t help but frown.
"Boss, I wasn’t... laughing at anything!"
The coach quickly covered his mouth between the tables and, unable to contain himself, dashed out in a hurry and fluster.
The boss looked through the open door into the martial arts training room and saw Brother Dong shaking his head, unable to hold back his thoughts that this damn kid only knew how to flirt with girls here and had no prospects whatsoever.
But today, sothing seed off. The kid was gnashing his teeth, eyes wide—had soone offended him?
To dare offend the boss’s son right here—even if the son was nothing to brag about, as a father, he still had to stand up for him.
"What happened?"
The boss approached Brother Dong and asked.
"Dad, what are you doing here? So bumpkin from who knows where has made lose all my face. You must help deal with him properly!"
Upon seeing his dad arrive, Brother Dong imdiately started to wail.
"Dare to bully my son on my turf? I want to see who’s got a death wish!"
With an angry glare, the boss followed Brother Dong to the second floor, where Wen Xiaowei and Wang Hao were whispering to each other.
At that mont, Wang Hao and Wen Xiaowei were talking in hushed voices.
"Was it you two who just bullied my son?"
The boss asked in annoyance.
Wang Hao couldn’t help but look up and realized it was this old guy coming to avenge his son, but when he clearly saw the boss’s face, he couldn’t help but pause.
As soon as the boss saw Wang Hao’s face, he went pale.
"Dad, why are you spacing out? Hurry up and help teach this kid a lesson!"
Brother Dong said smugly, feeling that Wen Xiaowei liking this peasant was sothing even Wen Yonglin wouldn’t agree to, let alone stand up for this hick.
"Teach him a lesson?"
With sudden ferocity, the boss turned around and slapped Brother Dong hard across the face, shouting,
"You dare to talk about teaching Wang Hao a lesson? It looks to like you’re the one who needs to be set straight!"
The unexpected slap stunned Brother Dong, but hearing his own dad say that man’s na, he imdiately felt extrely uncomfortable.
Wang Hao?
He never imagined that this guy, who looked like a complete bumpkin, was the sa person who had knocked out Billy with a single punch and recently shone at the herbal dicine auction. And earlier, he had helped Wen Yonglin win over twenty billion at the stone gambling conference.
He had always fantasized about what such a legendary figure might look like—at least soone around the age of his parents—but he never imagined Wang Hao would be so young.
Moreover, Wang Hao was also the boss of the underground forces in Zao City...
Thinking about this nearly brought Brother Dong to tears. It’s true his dad made so money in business over the years, but in front of Wang Hao, he was nothing but a minor league player.
What’s more, Wang Hao had influence over both the underworld and legitimate business and could easily have them killed, as effortlessly as stepping on an ant.
"Wang... Brother Wang Hao!"
Brother Dong looked at Wang Hao with tremors of fear, his brow furrowed and on the verge of tears.
And this Brother Dong’s father was none other than Dong Daoyuan, who had bought the Pure Yang Pill from Wang Hao last ti.
It was a case of "like father, like son"—his father had a son so grown up but was still maintaining young mistresses on the side, probably as young as his own son.
"Err... Brother Wang Hao! It’s my son’s fault for being young and ignorant, I beg you to be magnanimous and not lower yourself to his level, okay?"
Ever since buying the dicine from Wang Hao last ti, Dong Daoyuan had people investigate Wang Hao’s background, and after learning his status, he felt a newfound respect towards Wang Hao.
But he was also of a certain age with only this one son, so he had no choice but to swallow his pride and plead with Wang Hao.
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