Soon, Qiao Nian and others' cars returned from the top of the mountain. The leading black Aston Martin had a particularly arrogant flag on the front.
Li Shao and others came down.
I immediately rushed over to block the car, opened the QR code, handed over my phone, and said with a playful smile: "Girl... No, beautiful, add me your contact information, so we can play together next time."
Zhou Guan said softly beside him: "Congratulations."
Qiao Nian twisted her fingertips lightly, her eyes slightly lowered, and before she could reach out her hand, a hand slid over and took Li Shao's phone.
"Fuck, what are you doing!"
Li Shao shouted sternly.
Second-generation rich people like them are used to doing whatever they want, and they have a lot of money and a bad temper. Qiao Nian is pretty and won the car race, which aroused his interest, so he smiled and greeted her. It doesn't mean that he treats other people with the same good temper. People like them are used to being domineering and can turn hostile at any time.
At this moment, he pointed at the nose of the man who had snatched the phone, and his face darkened instantly: "I'm talking to you, don't push me too far. Give me back my phone!"
James heard the noise and came over to smooth things over, stopping the excited Li Shao: "Okay, okay, give me some face."
Li Shao pushed his hand away angrily and glared at him: "Give me face? What face? You're f*cking stealing my phone. Even if the emperor comes today, I won't give you this face!"
"Really?"
The man's voice was like the gurgling of a clear spring, with a hint of coolness hidden in it. He raised his head and glanced at Li Shao, his eyes free and unrestrained.
"How are you going to show your disrespect?"
Li Shao frowned, came back to his senses, and looked at the idiot: "Everyone here tonight is my brother. What do you think?"
People gathered around, and the atmosphere gradually changed from being happy at the beginning to becoming dangerous.
Li Shao was like a arrogant rich young man who was used to doing whatever he wanted, knocking on the hood of the Marston Martin with his hand.
He raised his lips and said domineeringly, "1, give my phone back to me right now."
"2, apologize to me! Apologize until I'm satisfied, or I'll find someone to cripple your hand tonight!"
"3. Remember your grandfather's name. Stay away from him next time you see him."
“Wow~”
The crowd cheered.
Someone whistled in support: "Swoosh~ Li Shao is so domineering."
Just as the crowd was getting restless, screaming, cheering and whistling, Ye Wangchuan gently released the index finger of the hand that was playing with his phone.
"Snapped-"
There was only a crisp sound.
The mobile phone in his hand slipped and fell to the ground, and the screen hit the sharp stones on the ground and shattered into pieces.
"Um~ Sorry, my hand slipped." Ye Wangchuan was gorgeous and graceful, with slender, sharp and gentle black eyes, as if breaking the phone was really just an accident as he said.
"..." Li Shao was stunned for a full second. When he reacted, Di Tou'er's face darkened and he raised his fist and swung it over: "Damn it, you're asking for a fight!"
One hand clasped his fist tightly. Compared with his red-faced anger, Ye Wangchuan was a model of calmness and composure.
"Let go!" Li Shao was so angry that his eyes turned red. He struggled hard, but his fists were firmly held by Ye Wangchuan and he could not move at all.
Ye Wangchuan's cold eyes swept across his face, which had turned red like liver, and he said nonchalantly, "I'm afraid if I let you go, you'll regret it."
Li Shao said fiercely: "If you have the guts to let me go, I will tell you what regret is!" (End of this chapter)