With a well-coordinated feigned startle, Huo Mingxuan wiped the sweat from his brow upon seeing Zhouzhou's joyful smile.
He had been worried about not following through, fearing that the little chubby girl would pin him down for someone to stab.
The thought lingered as he approached the man, furrowing his brow as he inquired, "Mr. Fang, is it really necessary to be so ruthless for a grudge?"
"Phew," Mr. Fang spat, restrained by Lu Ye's hold, glaring resentfully at Huo Mingxuan.
"Who says this grudge isn't significant? You caused me to lose the project. I invested all my money into it, and now it's all gone. I'm facing bankruptcy and homelessness. If I'm not doing well, neither will you!"
With a cold chuckle, he continued, "You better not spare me, or else, I'll come back again! You have a son, right? Let me tell you, I've already arranged for someone to kidnap him. Prepare to collect his corpse!"