How could he have thought that Bai Cheng'an, with his cultured looks, clad in a white shirt and black trousers, was an easy target to bully, like a soft persimmon?
Clearly, this guy was craftier than a fox and more vicious than a wolf!
"Grandma..." Sheng Jing whined, "don't listen to him, he's just trying to scam you!"
"Shut up!" The old lady, redirecting her anger at Sheng Jing, yelled, pulling a check out of her bag, and signing it over to Bai Cheng'an, "Is this enough now?"
Bai Cheng'an looked at the numbers on the check, smiled, and said, "By your leave!"
The old Mrs. Sheng had the bodyguards scoop up Sheng Jing, and comically, Sheng Jing ended up being cradled like a princess by the bodyguards.
Cui Hao, who was ever the instigator, remarked with a grin, "Yo, Sheng Jing, that pose suits you so well!"
Since he was little, Sheng Jing's biggest fear was people mocking him as womanly, and now being ridiculed by Cui Hao, he was dying inside!
