"You little brat, if you can't control your mouth, Grandpa will help you!"
It seemed that the burly A Lei could no longer restrain himself.
Ning Fan was not only rude to Chen Fengnan but also outright called him a dog—an insult no proud man like him could tolerate.
Feng, Yu, Lei, Dian had stood by Chen Fengnan's side for many years, earning themselves a formidable reputation.
And Ning Fan, they had never even heard of this person before. Now, not only was he disrespectful to Chen Fengnan, but he also dared to mock them—it was unforgivable.
"A Lei," Chen Fengnan called out indifferently again.
"Sir!" A Lei looked at Chen Fengnan, puzzled as to why the other wanted him to endure further.
This was not the first provocation from Ning Fan. In a brief meeting lasting only a minute or two, Ning Fan had managed to infuriate not just A Lei but all four of them.
"Mr. Ning, I hope you won't take offense."
Chen Fengnan maintained his elegance, his smile still as confident as ever.
