He Yonghong's face underwent a drastic change. The ruddy complexion he had just moments ago turned deathly pale in an instant, giving him an unnerving, blood-drained appearance.
Because he had seen Lin Xiao.
When I received the call from Li Yong, my heart skipped a beat, especially when he said He Buwei had been beaten up at the entrance of Su Qingning's bar. In my rush to get here, I even recited a silent prayer, hoping this matter had nothing to do with Lin Xiao. After all, if he's involved, a single word from him could annihilate my entire family. But I never imagined that the one who did the beating was none other than Lin Xiao himself.
Fear appeared in He Yonghong's eyes, as if he had seen a ghost. His legs began to tremble, and he felt an overwhelming urge to kneel.
The scene of Lin Xiao dealing with me at noon is still vivid in my mind. Coupled with this incident, I know the He Family is probably doomed. No, I have to satisfy Lin Xiao today, no matter what.
