Nie Huihuang truly couldn't accept it; although his Nie Family wasn't as powerful as the Qin and Ye families in Dragon City, they were still considered a top-tier family.
If it were just Miss Qin the Third disciplining him, he would have gritted his teeth and endured it even if he was dissatisfied.
But the key point was, she demanded him to apologize to Mo Han, that bumpkin, in front of so many people!
If this were to spread to Dragon City, how could he ever mix in those circles again?
"Scoundrel! Scoundrel!"
Nie Zhenyuan trembled with rage, almost failing to catch his breath. Fortunately, his bodyguard Nie Hengxing promptly extended his hand to steady him.
"Don't agree?"
Hearing Nie Huihuang's words, Qin Mei'er's lips slightly curled up. Her expression suddenly turned cold, and she stepped forward, slapping him yet again.
"Smack!"
"Not satisfied? Even if you're not, you'll have to bear with it!"
Before Nie Huihuang could react, his face instantly felt a scorching pain.
