"Annoying, you old fossil!"
As a spoiled rich girl, how could Zhao Wuyan possibly worry about whether the old man would get hurt when he embarrassed her in front of everyone?
She lifted her leg and kicked directly at the old man, "Get out of the way, you old geezer."
As her leg came forward, the old man caught her ankle with his bare hand. With his other hand holding the electric baton, he pushed her back.
Zhao Wuyan, furious, let go of Shi Ran's hair and performed an aerial spinning kick, aiming for the old man's head.
The old man stood firm, blocking with the electric baton.
"Hiss… Mmm…"
Although it seemed like a mere block with the electric baton, anyone with eyes could see that Zhao Wuyan had put a lot of force into her kick. Yet, when it hit the electric baton, the baton didn't even budge, remaining as steady as a welded steel bar.
As she cried out in pain, the old man let go. Zhao Wuyan nearly fell, stumbling back a few steps before managing to steady herself.
Only then did she realize that the old man in front of her was no ordinary person.
Screech—
Suddenly, the piercing sound of brakes shattered the air. Everyone looked over.
They saw someone running swiftly from a car. Upon seeing Shi Ran's neat ponytail pulled into a messy bird's nest, their expression immediately darkened.
"Zhao Wuyan, what are you doing?"
Tang Si, having learned that Zhao Wuyan was coming to find Shi Ran, had immediately put down his work and rushed over, but he was still too late.
The old man naturally recognized Tang Si and berated him, "Boy, look at the ridiculous mess you've made!"
Feeling guilty under his reprimand, Tang Si replied, "Master Chen, I will handle this."
Because Tang Si had always admired Meng Jingwei, and later learned that Meng Jingwei's master was the security guard Lao Chen Tou from Chu Jian, he became immensely worshipful and respectful of the old man.
More importantly…
Lao Chen Tou was Meng Jingwei's master, like a father figure, and also his own second elder brother's master, whom he could not afford to offend.
"Tang Si!"
Shi Ran felt wronged, her eyes red. "Get out of my house immediately. I don't want to pretend with you anymore. I don't want the promised compensation. Hmph."
Her grievance was so great that she didn't even bother with the boxes that had fallen to the ground, and simply ran off.
"What, pretending?"
"How come I didn't understand?"
"What's going on? Could it be that Shi Ran isn't a mistress, but was hired by Young Master Tang to put on a show?"
"Who knows."
…
The onlookers were baffled.
Zhao Wuyan, however, ignoring the pain in her ankle, looked at Tang Si in surprise. "So you… you were just pretending for my sake?"
A wave of guilt washed over her, and she felt she had wronged Shi Ran.
"Si Bing, I… I'll go and apologize to Shi Ran…"
"Shut up!"
Tang Si's voice boomed. "Zhao Wuyan, you and I are in the past. Whether or not I had her pretend with me, it was only because I didn't want to be entangled with you anymore. You're a smart person, you know what to do."
He delivered a stern remark, then turned to the old man, "Master Chen, thank you for earlier."
Bowing slightly, he returned to his car and drove off to chase after Shi Ran.
In an instant, everyone looked at the old man with newfound respect.
This unassuming old man, his two moves from the fight just now were truly cool.
Especially since Qing Mu Ye treated him with utmost deference, and the young master of the Tang family was so polite to him, it suddenly piqued everyone's interest.
"Wow, Grandpa Chen, you're amazing."
"Grandpa Chen, what's your background? Why are Young Master Tang and President Qing so polite to you?"
"Could you be a retired chairman from some company, out experiencing life?"
"Grandpa Chen, no, Uncle Chen, teach me some self-defense moves too."