"What? Someone dared to mess with Mister Mo and Miss Luo? Are they asking for death?"
On the other end of the phone, He Chen furrowed his brows, speaking with extreme respect, "Alright! I'll bring people over right now!"
After Mo Han hung up the phone, He Chen pressed the call button on his desk, and Go Lao'er hurried in, "Brother Chen, what's up?"
He Chen stood up, his face stern, "Over at Borui Commercial Street, some blind fool has harassed Mister Mo and his wife."
"Tomorrow is the grand opening of Lady Mo's studio; Mister Mo doesn't want any trouble. Yet, the other party keeps pestering relentlessly."
"Gather some brothers, we're leaving immediately!"
"What? Who is the idiot that went looking for trouble with Mister Mo?"
Go Lao'er couldn't help but laugh out loud. Joking about seeking trouble with Mister Mo; the other party is really asking to prolong their life.
