The speaker was a young man in his early twenties.
Standing nearly six feet tall, his face was rather handsome, but he was quite thin, like a pole, with slightly sunken eyes, looking as if his body had been hollowed out by indulgences.
His words immediately shocked everyone present.
After all, it took guts to harass the only daughter of Wu Bai Xiong in Tiangong Hotel, Ningzhou City.
Everyone's gaze swiftly turned to him.
And the young man thoroughly enjoyed the attention, continuing, "Sister Weiwei, think about it, my lips are sweet, I guarantee you'll find the kiss lingering and unforgettable."
"Fuck, he actually knows who Weiwei is and still dared to provoke her! Isn't he afraid of dying?"
"Didn't you recognize him? He's Wang Yunyuan, the second son of the Wang Family. Do you think he's scared of the Wu Family?"
"So it's Wang Yunyuan, with Wang Yuntao here representing the Wang Family; it must be his elder brother."
