"So, I hit him. What are you going to do about it?" Di Lingzhi didn't bother with an explanation, instead, he raised an eyebrow and sneered coldly, "This kind of trash, I'd hit him every time I see him!"
"I'd like to see just how much you can beat me."
Ye Zhantian swung his fist, ready to make a move, but Nan Zhifeng hurriedly stopped him, "Zhantian, calm down!"
Everyone looked at Nan Zhifeng, not understanding why she was intervening.
"There was a misunderstanding just now, so the young master acted out. This is a public place, with many guests outside. If word gets out, it wouldn't sound good for either family. Let's just leave it at that, shall we?"
"What misunderstanding? He was harassing you." Ye Mingyao deliberately stirred up trouble, "Uncle, I saw them embracing each other just now, very intimately..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Nan Zhifeng shouted angrily.
