"Ning Fan, don't push me too far. You're just a little security guard; daring to oppose me, I'll make you pay!"
Situ Nan could no longer maintain the smile and composure of a successful man and hysterically yelled at Ning Fan.
With a slight smile, Ning Fan was not at all perturbed by Situ Nan's threatening words, calmly saying, "When you're in deep debt, you stop worrying; when you have too many lice, you stop itching. Do you think I care if you hate me?
The bet is over, now please fulfill your promise. There are so many people watching, the great Mr. Situ wouldn't go back on his word, would he?"
A hint of triumph flashed in Ning Fan's eyes. Situ Nan was really digging his own grave. Ning Fan had originally accompanied Xu Ruolan here on business,
but there he went, provoking Ning Fan. That would have been enough, but he even brought along a large crowd to witness Ning Fan's humiliating self-slapping.
