Chapter 127

Han Li walked toward Su Yun Jiao while speaking.

Su Yun Jiao sensed that the person before her had ill intentions, so she stepped back: "What are you doing? I don't know you."

"Don't be afraid, I just want to make friends with you."

Han Li continued to approach Su Yun Jiao.

He seemed to pay no attention to Su Yun Jiao's warning at all.

Su Yun Jiao did not miss the faint smile in the man's eyes, as if he were eager to strike at her.

This is a corner, and no one around could notice.

Han Li was obviously not doing this for the first time; as he approached Su Yun Jiao, he said, "I cherish fragrance and jade the most, and I've never seen anyone as cute as you..."

Before Han Li could touch Su Yun Jiao's shoulder, she suddenly shouted, "Rascal!"

That shout of "rascal" instantly drew the attention of many people.

Han Li's face turned pale in an instant.

He probably never expected Su Yun Jiao to speak so loudly in public.

He had intended to make a further move, but it stopped.

"How is it him again? He's already teased many girls; doesn't he know the Han family's young master is most lascivious?"

"What occasion is this? How could Han Li be allowed to come?"

The surrounding remarks made Han Li lose face.

Moreover, no little girl had ever dared to shout "rascal" in public.

Han Li previously succeeded by seizing those girls who dared not cry out loudly.

Who would have thought he'd run into Su Yun Jiao, a tough nut.

"Miss, you've misunderstood; I'm not a bad person—I'm from the Han Family, you know the Han Family? I just want to make a simple friend with you; why are you shouting so loudly?"

Han Li said that with his mouth, but his eyes were full of threats toward Su Yun Jiao.

It seemed that if Su Yun Jiao said another word, Han Li would find a way to punish her.

Su Yun Jiao is no soft persimmon; during this time she learned a lot by Lu Jingqing's side.

Lu Jingqing is her greatest confidence.

"What are you talking about? I've never heard of the Han Family; I already told you I have a fiancé, I don't know you at all—why are you still bothering me here?"

Su Yun Jiao's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it was enough for all the surrounding guests to hear.

The guests' discussion grew louder and louder.

The guard at the entrance could do nothing but walk up to Han Li and say, "Sir, please mind your manners, or we'll have to kick you out."

Seeing that soft tactics wouldn't work, Han Li's face changed instantly.

"You don't even open your dog eyes to see who I am, and you dare to drive me away? Do you have a death wish?"

Tonight's banquet was originally hosted by the Han Family.

Han Li is the young master, yet this guard actually has eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai.

Han Li directly slapped the guard in the face.

The guard had wanted to retaliate, but the manager immediately stepped forward and said, "Who let you provoke the Han young master? Get back at once!"

The guard's half-face swelled high from the blow, and upon realizing the person before him was the Han young master,

his face became even uglier.

He also didn't expect the person before him to be Han Li!

"Sorry, Han young master, sorry!"

"Get lost!"

Han Li has never suffered injustice in his own domain.

A few of Han Li's fair-weather friends nearby, seeing him suffer, rushed over to back him up.

"Hey, little girl, don't you know who the Han young master is?"

"Exactly, our Han young master wanting to know you is your blessing; you came dressed like this today—surely not just to catch a wealthy husband? Don't act so noble; every woman here wants to climb into our Han young master's bed, and his taking a liking to you is your great fortune!"

Those fair-weather friends were all speaking up for Han Li.

The Han Family's thighs are thick; they're willing to cling to them.

Su Yun Jiao usually despises people like this the most.

She coldly said, "I don't care if you're Han Shao, Wang Shao, or Character: Li Shao; I've already said I have a fiancé—if any of you dare to be rude to me again, my fiancé won't let you off!"

"Yo, didn't expect you to be quite fiery—just to our Young Master Han's taste."

"Han bro, in my opinion we should just drag her to the back, so she won't spout nonsense."

The men around had long been salivating over Su Yun Jiao's figure and face.

They've done this sort of thing many times before.

Han Li initially just thought Su Yun Jiao looked decent, never expecting her personality to suit his taste as well.

He had long grown tired of those fluttering girls.

He likes fiery women like Su Yun Jiao the most.

"Take her away."

"Sure thing!"

Today is the Han Family's venue; even if the guests saw, they wouldn't dare say more.

Seeing that those people were about to touch Su Yun Jiao's arm,

the next second, one man's hand was directly twisted and broken.

"Ah, it hurts! Who— which bastard!"

Han Li heard his brother's cry for help; as he turned his head, before he could see clearly who the person was, his face was directly swollen by a punch.

"Ah!"

Han Li stepped back several paces due to the pain.

Only after he came to his senses did he see clearly who the person was.

The person who had just struck was Secretary Li; upon seeing Secretary Li, Su Yun Jiao's face showed surprise.

I didn't expect Secretary Li to be so fierce in striking.

One punch knocked out a tooth of the opponent.

Han Li also noticed at that moment that he himself was bleeding directly; his mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and his back molar even fell out directly.

"You motherf***er, do you know who I am?! Who told you to lay hands on me?!"

Han Li's eyes were blood-red, staring fiercely at Secretary Li in front of him.

"I."

Lu Jingqing pulled Su Yun Jiao into his embrace.

Su Yun Jiao felt Lu Jingqing's chest for the first time, and it was surprisingly warm.

As she lifted her head, she saw Lu Jingqing's perfect jaw; his indifferent face showed not a trace of emotion, as if merely standing there he already controlled the whole situation.

"You?"

Han Li couldn't immediately recognize who the person before him was: "You motherf***er, who are you again? Dare to hit me?"

"The one who can hit you."

After Lu Jingqing casually threw out that remark, he told Secretary Li: "Beat him to death."

"Yes, Boss Lu."

Secretary Li kicked Han Li in the chest.

That kick felt like a large truck sweeping over his body; Han Li almost was crippled by that kick.

Meanwhile, the fair-weather friends beside him, seeing that the person before them was hard to provoke, had already abandoned Han Li and run outside the venue.