The face-slap arrived just in time!
Just a moment ago, Mo Hongti had confidently declared that no one dared to cause trouble in her foot massage parlor.
The door to the most luxurious private room in the foot massage parlor was then kicked open from the outside.
Before Mo Hongti could even feel the sting of her face being slapped, she hurriedly raised her hands to cover the opening of her white robe.
"Young Master Tang!"
Zhang Bao, who was guarding the door, pleaded, "Please calm down. Our President Mo is currently attending to a most honored guest."
A most honored guest of what?
Before Zhang Bao could finish speaking, Li Qianfan heard a loud slap.
*Slap!*
Zhang Bao was sent flying to the side by the Young Master Tang's slap.
As Mo Hongti quickly tied her sash, her peripheral vision caught sight of Li Qianfan.
Li Qianfan sat on the leather chair, not even lifting his backside, holding his wine glass in his left hand, looking languidly towards the door.
A man, about thirty years old, of decent height and looks, but with a face that reeked of "excessive indulgence in alcohol and women," entered, accompanied by a burly young man. He walked backwards, holding his right hand behind his back and fanning himself with his left.
This was the infamous Tang Wenyuan, one of the Four Young Masters of the capital.
"His surname is Tang?"
Upon seeing this face, Li Qianfan's heart stirred, reminding him of a small face from his childhood memories.
"Young Master Tang, how, how did you get here?"
Mo Hongti's face turned ashen, and she hastily scrambled to her feet.
As if by instinct, she clasped her hands together and stammered, "Please wait outside for a moment. Wait for me for at most an hour. I will change into proper attire and then accompany you for a drink."
Get out.
I still have to serve Li Qianfan.
After I'm done serving him, I'll change into proper clothes and then go drink and talk business with you.
These were the three clear messages Mo Hongti was conveying to the Young Master Tang.
She had also fiercely drawn the ire of Tang Wenyuan towards Li Qianfan.
After all, when Tang Wenyuan kicked down the door, he had made it clear that Mo Hongti was his woman!
Now.
Tang Wenyuan's woman, dressed like this, was kneeling on the ground, serving another man, and asking him to wait for an hour.
If this wasn't drawing the ire of Li Qianfan, what was it?
"Ha, haha!"
Tang Wenyuan burst into laughter, his gaze sweeping past Mo Hongti and landing on Li Qianfan's face.
Li Qianfan raised his glass to him, smiled and nodded, displaying his excellent upbringing.
Tang Wenyuan's laughter abruptly ceased, as if cut by a knife, and he looked at the wooden basin. "You, you're having my woman dress like this and kneel here to wash your feet?"
Before Li Qianfan could say anything, Mo Hongti quickly interjected, "Young Master Tang, he is my younger brother!"
"What younger brother."
Tang Wenyuan glared at her, then looked back at Li Qianfan and repeated his question.
Li Qianfan nodded. "You saw correctly."
Tang Wenyuan stared intently at him and asked, "Who are you? Where are you from?"
Li Qianfan replied, "I'm from Qingyun, Tiandong, a fellow townsman of Mo Hongti. My surname is Li."
"A bumpkin from Qingyun dares to order my woman around like this."
Tang Wenyuan sneered.
Li Qianfan put down his wine glass and said to Tang Wenyuan, "Give me ten minutes to change. Once I'm changed, I'll leave immediately."
Mo Hongti's heart skipped a beat.
Li Qianfan's reaction was not what she had expected.
Seeing her intentions, he was willing to yield to Tang Wenyuan rather than be used as a shield by her.
Mo Hongti realized that her act might have been a bit over the top.
However, she didn't believe for a second that Tang Wenyuan would let Li Qianfan leave so easily.
As expected.
After Li Qianfan signaled his intention not to cause trouble, Tang Wenyuan chuckled again. "Leave? After being served by my woman kneeling like this, you think you can just walk away?"
Li Qianfan's expression was calm. "What do you want?"
Tang Wenyuan ignored him and ordered the young man behind him, "Sanzi, cripple his feet that Mo Hongti just washed, and then throw him out."
Sanzi acknowledged with a sound and reached into his pocket.
When his right hand emerged again, it was adorned with a dark knuckle duster.
Using a knuckle duster to cripple someone's feet was incredibly convenient.
Mo Hongti anxiously said, "Young Master Tang, listen to me first!"
Tang Wenyuan laughed. "Shut the hell up, will you?"
"Young Master Tang, I just want to tell you. You can't afford to offend my younger brother."
Mo Hongti suddenly giggled coquettishly. "I invited him here today to kneel and serve him, precisely to let him tell you this."
As she reached the word "you"—
Mo Hongti's eyebrows shot up, and her delicate face contorted with anger. "If you dare to harass me again, I'll kill you, you idiot!"
Tang Wenyuan—
looked at Mo Hongti with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Even Sanzi, who had already put on the knuckle duster, widened his eyes in shock, staring at her with disbelief.
Neither of them could believe that Mo Hongti would dare to say such words to Tang Wenyuan.
Mo Hongti, who had long wanted to slap Tang Wenyuan to death, now felt a surge of exhilaration.
While Tang Wenyuan and his subordinate were in a daze, Mo Hongti once again bent her knees and knelt before the wooden basin, placing Li Qianfan's left foot on her lap and picking up the nail clippers beside her.
She said frankly, "Little brother, I admit I played a trick on you. But I've truly had enough of this clueless idiot. He saw me only once and tried to force me to be his concubine. That time, I spent over a million to get him to temporarily leave me alone. Little brother, whether you help me or not, I have no regrets."
This woman was indeed quite intelligent.
Realizing that Li Qianfan had seen through her little scheme and that continuing the pretense would be counterproductive, she immediately became honest.
Furthermore, she called Tang Wenyuan an "idiot" repeatedly.
Tang Wenyuan, the id—
came to his senses. But instead of being enraged, he began to scrutinize Li Qianfan with extreme caution.
Not all spoiled young masters were brainless fools who thought they were invincible and could do whatever they pleased.
At least, Tang Wenyuan was not one of them.
When Mo Hongti, who normally feared him like a mouse fears a cat, started calling him an idiot repeatedly, Tang Wenyuan realized, "This brat has a powerful background. Mo Hongti is certain he can handle me. Otherwise, she wouldn't dare to be so arrogant."
Li Qianfan, who was being scrutinized by Tang Wenyuan, remained calm.
After taking a sip of wine, he said to Tang Wenyuan, "You guys leave first. I'll be gone in ten minutes."
Mo Hongti, who was trimming his toenails, trembled slightly.
She realized that she had confessed her situation to Li Qianfan too late.
If Mo Hongti had immediately told him the truth when Tang Wenyuan broke in, Li Qianfan would surely not have said he was leaving.
If he left—
Given Mo Hongti's attitude towards Tang Wenyuan just now, the best outcome for her would be to be able to walk within three days!
But she had already said what she had to say.
Her fate would have to be entrusted to—
Entrusted to Tang Wenyuan!
Tang Wenyuan asked in a deep voice, "Kid, who exactly are you? If you can't make it clear today, you won't be leaving Hongti Foot Massage."
Li Qianfan frowned and said softly, "I'll count to three, and then you'd better get lost."
Counting down for people was something Li Qianfan had learned from Su Ziyu.
"I'll count to three as well."
Tang Wenyuan countered, "If you still don't tell me who you are, Sanzi, cripple his feet."
Sanzi nodded forcefully.
Three.
Two.
One—
Tang Wenyuan slowly finished his countdown, but Li Qianfan remained unmoved.
Sanzi smirked slightly, raised his right fist, which was adorned with the knuckle duster, and lunged at Li Qianfan.