Wang Xiaoqiang just laughed, "Brother, please open your eyes wide and see clearly. My son is only a three-year-old child. If you insult my son's reputation like this, I'm going to sue you..."
"What, you, your son acted lewdly and you're still so arrogant, you're going to sue me..." Loei's father, seeing Wang Xiaoqiang's calm demeanor, assessed him with a look of surprise and suspicion. Shenzhen, this city of immigrants, is a melting pot with people from all over the country, and one cannot judge by appearances alone. So Loei's father didn't dare to be too boisterous, fearing he might offend some important figure and struggle to get by in this place, "You, you mainland hick, what are you so proud of..."
Loei's family were locals, and seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang's accent was from the mainland, her father became fearful but bold.
Xia Guifang glanced at the tattoo on the other man's arm and felt fear, tugging at Wang Xiaoqiang, she whispered, "Forget it, just apologize..."
Apologize?
