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"Yes! Young Master Xin, don’t worry, leave it to ." The security captain’s eyes widened as he drew his baton and swung it forcefully, charging forward, "Go! Beat him hard for !"
Yan Xiaobao didn’t say a word, and directly launched a kick.
"Ahh!" The security captain let out a tragic scream, flew backward, and crashed into another security guard behind him.
"Captain, are you okay?" The two security guards on either side quickly helped the security captain up.
Gripping his stomach, the security captain took a deep breath and then roared at Yan Xiaobao, "Don’t worry about , everyone attack together! Cripple that kid for !"
"Yes!" Several security guards imdiately swung their batons and charged at Yan Xiaobao.
"Stop!"
A stern shout suddenly ca from the private room door.
After Dong Yuqing returned to the private room and didn’t see Yan Xiaobao coming back for a while, Tang Wenjun went out to look for him and happened to witness this scene.
The security captain glanced back and imdiately nodded submissively, running over to Tang Wenjun, "Young Master Tang, you..."
"Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!"
Tang Wenjun landed four resounding slaps across the security captain’s face, causing him to wobble left and right like a pitiful sapling swaying in a storm.
"You worthless fool!" Tang Wenjun’s face turned dark with anger, abandoning all pretense of calmness as he cursed, "Brother Bao is my esteed guest. Hitting him is the sa as slapping in the face!"
"Young... Young Master Tang..." The security captain’s now-swollen face turned pale with despair. He had originally intended to curry favor with Xin Hao by helping teach Yan Xiaobao a lesson, but instead, he offended the eldest son of his own boss’s family. His bad luck couldn’t get any worse.
"Young Master Tang, I... I didn’t know he was your friend. Otherwise, even with the courage of a bear or leopard, I wouldn’t have dared to touch him... Young Master, please be rciful and spare this once..."
Tang Wenjun ignored him, impatiently waving his hand, "Get lost! Go to accounting, collect your pay, and leave imdiately! Don’t let see you again, or I’ll break your damn legs!"
Tang Wenjun wasn’t just trying to appease Yan Xiaobao’s anger; he was also weeding out a bad apple from his family’s hotel.
The security captain’s actions clearly amounted to dereliction of duty. The job of security was to maintain the hotel’s safety and harmony. Showing favoritism could easily lead to major conflicts and losses. How could anyone allow such a person to hit guests?
Even if the target of the security captain’s aggression that day wasn’t Yan Xiaobao, Tang Wenjun would never tolerate such a nace in his hotel.
Knowing he had committed a grave mistake and that further pleading would be fruitless, the security captain resigned himself to his bad luck and shafully slunk away.
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"Well, look who it is — Young Master Xin!" Tang Wenjun looked at Xin Hao with a teasing expression, "What’s the matter? Is the dining table here more comfortable than the bed at your place? Can’t seem to leave?"
Although both were among the Top Ten Outstanding Youth of Jiangnan, Tang Wenjun and Xin Hao had always butted heads, frequently clashing in their daily lives.
"I’ll lie wherever the hell I like, what’s it to you?" Despite being in intense pain, Xin Hao refused to lose face in front of Tang Wenjun. Struggling to get up, he pointed at Yan Xiaobao and said, "Tang Wenjun, your friend injured my n. Are you not going to give an explanation?"
In front of Tang Wenjun, Xin Hao didn’t ntion how he himself had been slamd by Yan Xiaobao, instead referring to how Yan Xiaobao had beaten up his subordinates. After all, it was still about saving face.
"Why did my friend have to resort to violence? Don’t you already know?" Tang Wenjun sneered and glanced at the sowhat disoriented Tiantian, "Xin Hao, let warn you: the waitstaff at my hotel are not for sale! If you want to play those dirty tricks, take them back to your own territory and don’t bring them into my place!"
Knowing there was no way to gain the upper hand today in front of Tang Wenjun, Xin Hao nodded grimly, "Fine! I won’t stoop to your level today. You’d better watch out!"
"Why wait? I haven’t even started beating you yet!" Yan Xiaobao said, stepping forward as if ready to take Xin Hao down again.
Xin Hao, startled, recoiled like a frightened shrimp, leaping back and bracing himself defensively.
"Brother Bao..." Tang Wenjun originally wanted to ask Yan Xiaobao not to fight Xin Hao in his family’s hotel. But fearing Yan Xiaobao might refuse to give him face, he turned instead to Dong Yuqing with a pleading look.
Under Tang Wenjun’s gaze, Dong Yuqing reluctantly stepped forward to persuade him, "Mr. Yan, this is Young Master Tang’s hotel. Let’s give him a little face and not make trouble here."
Yan Xiaobao imdiately grinned at Dong Yuqing, "Since Wife Qingqing has spoken, I’ll let him off for the day."
Seeing this, Xin Hao endured his pain, straightened up, and left stiffly, not even sparing a glance at the four subordinates piled on the ground.
"Let’s go back and eat," Tang Wenjun said.
Just then, Tiantian, sitting on a chair, suddenly felt the world spinning around her. With a faint cry, she collapsed onto the ground.
Yan Xiaobao moved quickly, stepping forward to catch her in his arms. "Get a room," he instructed.
"Brother Bao, I think she’s been drugged by that shaless bastard Xin Hao. How about I send soone to take her to the hospital?" Tang Wenjun suggested.
"Why go to a hospital?" Yan Xiaobao snapped impatiently. "This is my Wife Tiantian. I can take care of her myself."
"Uh..." Tang Wenjun froze. How had the restaurant’s waitress suddenly beco Yan Xiaobao’s wife?
Dong Yuqing shot Yan Xiaobao a disgusted glare. "How can you be like this? She’s been drugged and has lost consciousness, and you still want to take advantage of her?"
"When did I take advantage of her?" Yan Xiaobao defended himself bitterly. "She really is my Wife Tiantian! If you don’t believe , ask my Wife Rourou!"
"..." Dong Yuqing turned away, refusing to engage with Yan Xiaobao any further.
Could Yan Xiaobao actually know this waitress?
Though still puzzled, Tang Wenjun didn’t delay any longer and quickly arranged a guestroom.
Yan Xiaobao carried Tiantian into the room. By now, the effects of the drug in her system had fully taken hold. She felt unbearably hot and uncomfortable, as if pulling off all her clothes was the only way to find relief.
"So hot... so uncomfortable..."
As soon as Yan Xiaobao placed Tiantian on the bed, she imdiately began tugging at her clothes desperately.
"Riiiip–"
The neckline of her uniform tore open, exposing large expanses of snowy white skin to Yan Xiaobao’s gaze.
"Wife Tiantian’s skin is so fair and beautiful, pretty much just like Wife Bingbing’s," Yan Xiaobao chuckled cheekily, standing by the bed admiring the view.
Though delayed treatnt for this kind of drug could cause harm, the potency of the drug here was of little consequence to Yan Xiaobao. He still had plenty of ti to enjoy the sight.
Disoriented, Tiantian heard a man calling her "wife" nearby and instinctively sought him out. Sitting up, she threw herself into Yan Xiaobao’s arms, murmuring indistinctly, "Husband... uh... husband... I... I want..."
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