<h4>Chapter 17: Mr. Si Asked You to Scram, Didn’t You Hear?</h4>


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    Zhuang Nainai was just about to leave when she heard his words. Her spirits immediately lifted when she turned and saw the target Si Zhengting was pointing towards.


    <i>That’s more like it!</i>


    Her mood shifted rapidly. Imitating Huang Xiao’ai’s arrogant demeanor and tone, she said, “Mr. Si asked you to scram, didn’t you hear?”


    Huang Xiao’ai was dumbfounded. She could not grasp what just happened.


    She stared at Si Zhengting, bbergasted. “Mr. Si, this... I... You...”


    Boss Huang was equally shocked and scared beyond his wits. stering smiles on his face, he walked over apologetically. “Mr. Si, she is still a child, please don’t be mad and let it go, I apologize on her behalf, you see...”


    The door was pushed open. Freshly grilled beef fillet was served on a sizzling hot te by the service staff. Like always, the food was all first disyed in front of Si Zhengting.


    Amidst the steam rising from the piping food, Boss Huang walked over. He looked extremelyical with his portly body and small beady eyes.


    Si Zhengting’s hawk-like gaze scanned his wandering hand that molested Zhuang Nainai minutes earlier. He gave a sudden kick to the chair next to him.


    It was perfectly timed to trip Boss Huang on his way over. The fat man could not keep his bnce and lunged forward. He instinctively tried to support his weight on the edge of the table, but a pair of slender hands pushed a hot te into his way...


    <i>Sss...</i>


    An odor of something burning spread in the room.


    Boss Huang’s guilty hand was pressed squarely into the searing te of beef fillet.


    “Ahhhhh!!! Ooohhhh!!!”


    Su Yanbing heard the loud hiss when the palm made contact with the hot te. He looked at Boss Huang’s wide-open eyes and clenched teeth, desperately trying to wave his scalded hand and not shout in pain. Su Yanbing shuddered, almost feeling the pain as if it were his own.


    Huang Xiao’ai rushed to her father. “Dad! Are you alright?”


    She then turned to Si Zhengting and challenged, “Mr. Si, how, how could you do this to my father? You...”


    She was about to continue when Boss Huang covered her mouth with his unharmed hand. Smiling at Si Zhengting to diffuse the situation, he said, “It’s alright, I didn’t see where I was going, what does it have to do with Mr. Si?”


    “But...” Huang Xiao’ai obediently swallowed herints when Boss Huang gave her a re.


    Boss Huang could read people well. He now understood clearly why he and his daughter offended Si Zhengting.


    He cursed Su Yanbing in his mind. It was all his fault today!


    Boss Huang stole a nce at Zhuang Nainai. How could such a woman be an ordinary service girl?


    He knew they were doomed when Si Zhengting shouted at his daughter. He did not even dare to retrieve his hand from the hot te. Even when he was shaking from the searing pain.


    Beads of cold sweat formed on his forehead, and he shook like a leaf from the intense pain. He looked to Si Zhengting and implored, “Mr. Si, you see...”


    Si Zhengting looked up, the rage from just now quickly dissipating. “Get lost now.”


    Boss Huang promptly took Huang Xiao’ai’s hand and left.


    He prayed that the heir of the Imperial Group was not one to bear grudges.


    Zhuang Nainai watched in a stupor.


    She swallowed hard and her gazended on the hot te.


    She tensed. Her heart was in a bunch.