The security guards remained unmoved.
At this moment, the elegantly dressed woman was about to erupt in anger.
But then, footsteps echoed from the stairs.
"Patter, patter, patter..." rhythmic footsteps approached.
Even Chen Fan looked up at the sound.
At the elevator exit on the second floor of the lobby, a man appeared. He was wearing a wine-red suit, and at first glance, he was barely over five feet tall, with his belly bulging precariously. His face was as round as a ball.
When he appeared, even Chen Fan, who had seen all sorts of people from around the world, couldn't guess what country or even what tribe of primitive man he might have come from.
Chen Fan couldn't help but burst out laughing at the man.
The hotel staff, maintaining their professional demeanor, joined in the laughter, unable to hold back.
However, the man paid no mind to the onlookers. He turned to the woman Chen Fan and the hotel manager had been arguing with and said,
"Xiuqin, what's wrong?"
The moment the short, stout man spoke to the glamorous woman, Chen Fan could no longer contain himself.
A voice, utterly incongruous with his appearance, came from the man's mouth.
The voice of the short, fat man sounded exactly like that of an overbearing CEO who had spent years dominating the business world.
Upon seeing the man, the exquisitely dressed woman immediately burst into tears.
Everyone present was stunned by her dramatic performance.
It was truly an Oscar-worthy display, tears streaming down her face on the spot.
Seeing this, the eyes of the short, stout man in the suit began to blaze.
"Who's bullying my darling here?!"
The short, stout man immediately rushed down the stairs from the second floor.
Chen Fan and the others found themselves unable to intervene or stop him.
As the short, stout man reached the bottom of the stairs, he immediately embraced the glamorous woman. At this moment, the height difference between them became starkly apparent.
The short, stout man was at most five feet tall, while the glamorous woman beside him was at least five feet ten.
The scene resembled a mother hugging her child, with the child crying into her arms.
"Husband!!! They're bullying me!!!" The glamorous woman's acting was explosive as she pointed towards Chen Fan and the others.
The short, stout man immediately broke free from the woman's embrace and looked up, glaring at the hotel manager and Chen Fan.
"Do you know who I am?!" the short, stout man bellowed at Chen Fan and the hotel manager.
Chen Fan, appearing eager for the situation to escalate, retorted,
"I don't care who you are! Even if your heavenly father himself showed up, I'd still fight him!" Chen Fan's dominance was immediately evident.
The short, stout man, not to be outdone, replied,
"Waking up? I'll make sure you regret it today! You won't see tomorrow's sun."
Chen Fan merely smiled at this threat and said to the short, stout man,
"You can try. Let's see who doesn't see tomorrow's sun."
The hotel manager dared not utter a word.
The short, stout man, while appearing rather eccentric and like a nouveau riche, seemed to possess some influence.
On the other hand, Chen Fan, who was staying in a presidential suite at a five-star hotel, surely possessed considerable means. Even if he wasn't extremely wealthy, he was undoubtedly powerful.
As for himself, a mere hotel manager with a family to support, he dared not get involved.
After all, he had heard the old Chinese saying: when gods fight, mortals suffer.
With that thought, the hotel manager intended to quietly retreat.
However, while the short, stout man was shouting at Chen Fan, the glamorous woman beside him had remained silent.
Seeing the hotel manager trying to slip away, she grabbed the short, stout man's hand and shouted towards him,
"Husband!!!! This broke bum is trying to run away!!!"
At this, Chen Fan and the short, stout man immediately turned their heads, looking at the hotel manager who was stealthily trying to retreat.
"Alright! You hotel manager, after insulting people, you think you can just run away! Today, I'll call someone to grab you and beat you up too. And you, kid." The short, stout man pointed at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan looked at the hotel manager with a speechless expression. He had stood up to defend him, and now, when things got tricky, the manager was trying to abandon him. This was truly unethical.
The hotel manager dared not think too much. In his mind, he was merely a supporting character. Why were they all looking at him? Cold sweat began to break out on his back.
He froze in place.
A quick thought led him to a plausible explanation.
After all, he could only side with Chen Fan now, as he had done so before without any issues.
Chen Fan was about to ask the hotel manager where he was going, as he had spoken up for him, but before the words could leave his mouth, the hotel manager preempted him.
"I was just getting a glass of water for my distinguished presidential suite guest. What business do you, a customer of a regular superior suite, have with me?"