"The patent for this chip was snatched by my old man from the Li Family, and you're well aware of Li Heng, the son of that old man; he's notoriously vengeful. It's normal for him to hold a grudge against my family."
Zhao Ximo's voice was tinged with ice, making it chilling to hear, "But he wouldn't dare do anything to me face to face. After all, the Li Family is hardly worth our attention."
Zhou Jingwei glanced at Cheng Weiyue, who was engrossed in a TV drama, and seeing that she was not paying attention to their conversation, he spoke indifferently, "So, what do you plan to do about it?"
"If they know what's good for them and don't provoke me, that'd be great. If not, naturally, I have plenty of ways to teach them a lesson," Zhao Ximo said, his demeanor cool and detached. "Li Heng likes to fool around with female college students. He just recently ran into some trouble; I could easily take his life."
