Song Yun rose to his feet and circled the two of them, asking, "Do you two know what wrong you've committed?"
"This, big brother, we don't seem to have met you before. If we've made some small mistake, please be generous and let it pass," Yang Wei pleaded.
"Do you think I'm easy to push around because I look nice and fragile?" Song Yun poured himself a drink and laughed. "Actually, I'm quite kind-hearted and gentle, but I became the boss thanks to everyone's support."
"Not at all, we can feel your authority even here," Weiwei interjected.
"I'm not here for anything else but last night one of my brothers got messed with by you two. So tell me, what should we do?" Song Yun sipped his wine.
"This..." Yang Wei cursed inwardly. Damn it, how could he have known a guy with such a simple face could be like this? Besides, you're a big brother—why are you messing around with girls on WeChat? Aren't you supposed to be into high-class items like the 'thin horses' of Yangzhou?
