The Crazy Son-In-Law

Just as Zhao Shutong was feeling extremely pleased with himself, Mo Yibai, with an icy expression, lifted the water glass in front of her and splashed it right at the arrogant Mr. Zhao!

This sudden turn of events instantly froze the previously lively atmosphere in the private room.

For a moment, not a sound could be heard, as if a pin drop would echo through the room.

At the same time, Xiao Shun and Wang Daming, who had been smoking in the small garden, returned to the door of the private room.

*Smack!*

Before they could even step inside, a resounding slap landed next to Xiao Shun’s ear, followed by an angry shout, “For heaven’s sake, have some shame!”

Xiao Shun’s eyes sharpened. Disregarding the door, he kicked the heavy wooden panel, sending it flying out with a loud crash.

*Bam!*

The heavy door crashed to the ground, immediately revealing the scene inside to Xiao Shun.

Under the bright lights, on Mo Yibai’s pretty face, there were now terrifying marks, yet she still maintained her proud demeanor, staring down Zhao ShuTong without yielding an inch.

On the other hand, Zhao ShuTong, infuriated by Mo Yibai’s arrogance, raised his hand, ready to regain some ground for himself.

However, due to the sudden loud noise, his movement froze in mid-air, preventing the second slap from landing on Mo Yibai’s face.

“What the…?”

The chubby man looked in astonishment at the fallen door and was so frightened that he scampered away like a startled pig.

Xiao Shun paid no attention to the chubby man’s exclamation. In full view of everyone, he walked to Zhao ShuTong’s side, coldly surveying him.

Simultaneously, he pulled Mo Yibai behind him, tightly gripping her hand, signaling that he had everything under control.

At this moment, Mo Yibai, sheltered by Xiao Shun’s towering figure, could no longer hold back her tears.

“How dare you send a bodyguard to ruin my good time,” Zhao ShuTong fumed, “Get out of here!”

*Smack!*

Xiao Shun waved his hand, delivering a resounding slap right then and there.

His angry slap sent several of Zhao ShuTong’s teeth flying and left his cheek visibly swollen.

But Xiao Shun clearly had no intention of letting this young master, who dared to bully his friend, off the hook. Immediately, he grabbed Zhao ShuTong and, with a swift motion, delivered another slap.

*Smack!*

Poor Zhao ShuTong, his handsome face now completely disfigured.

After Xiao Shun’s furious actions, the private room fell silent.

“I’ll kill you!”

Suddenly, Zhao ShuTong roared, grabbing a bottle of red wine from the dining table and lunging at Xiao Shun.

But what chance did he have? How could he pose a threat to Xiao Shun?

He stumbled, barely evading the flying bottle.

Immediately, Xiao Shun kicked Zhao ShuTong in the calf and bellowed, “Kneel down!”

Feeling an immense force strike his leg, Zhao ShuTong’s body twisted, and he collapsed.

*Thud!*

And thus, Zhao ShuTong knelt before Mo Yibai.

Meanwhile, the restaurant manager received reports from the staff and hastily appeared at the door.

Seeing Zhao ShuTong kneeling on the ground, the manager was nearly stunned.

My goodness, this was the son of President Zhao and the nephew of the owner. If something went wrong in the restaurant, it would be a disaster!

With this in mind, the manager didn’t bother to inquire who was right or wrong. Instead, he focused on their status. He quickly gestured to several fierce-looking men who had come with him to take action.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

The men immediately surrounded Xiao Shun.

Next, Xiao Shun showed everyone present what a real fight looked like. In just ten seconds, he had six strong men lying in all sorts of awkward positions on the floor.

Witnessing this, everyone was dumbfounded.

At this moment, the manager was terrified, but he quickly regained his composure. After all, being a manager here, he had seen a thing or two.

“Sir, let’s talk this out, let’s talk this out,” the manager said, approaching Xiao Shun with a forced smile.

“Talk it out?” Xiao Shun glanced at the manager with a hint of sarcasm. “Just now, you didn’t seem to want to talk things out with me, did you?”

The manager smiled awkwardly, “Sir, please don’t misunderstand. I just wanted my men to understand the situation. I never expected to anger you.”

“It seems your way of mediation is quite unique,” Xiao Shunremarked, shrugging his shoulders.

Just then, a man in a mink coat spoke fiercely, “Manager Wang, we didn’t bring any bodyguards today. Hurry and have someone come and teach this guy a lesson. Look at what he’s done to Mr. Zhao. If this…”

Before he could finish his sentence, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, lifting him up like a little chick.

Xiao Shun held the insolent man in one hand and sneered, “Do you want to kneel down on your own, or should I make you?”

Wearing fur, the man was clearly not one to yield easily. Even as Xiao Shun held him up, he continued to curse, “Damn it, let me go…”

“Not bad, quite spirited,” Xiao Shun remarked lightly, then forcefully slammed the man’s face into the ground.

*Thud!*

After a muffled sound, the man finally fell silent.

Xiao Shun curled his lip, “Looks like your head isn’t as hard as you thought. What a pretender.”

He then kicked the man away and strolled back to Zhao ShuTong, gently patting his cheek.

“You’ve really stirred up trouble by hitting my boss. You’ve made this situation a big deal.”

Zhao ShuTong slowly raised his head, his heart filled with endless murderous intent. Never in his life had he been so humiliated. If it weren’t for his injured knee, he would have stood up and fought Xiao Shun to the end!

With gritted teeth, Zhao ShuTong hissed, “You’re a dead man!”

“Heh,” Xiao Shun chuckled lightly, paying no heed to the level of the threat.

Of course, he had no intention of letting the matter end so easily. He wanted this Mr. Zhao to pay a painful price, like losing an arm, for instance.

Just as Xiao Shun was about to make his move, the manager, sensing the situation was turning dire, hurried over and stood between Xiao Shun and Zhao ShuTong. He spoke in a conciliatory tone, “Sir, why don’t you give Mr. Sha some face? If our boss finds out you’ve treated his nephew this way, it won’t end well…”

Before the manager could finish, Zhao ShuTong angrily shouted, “Wang Fu, bring my uncle here!”

Hearing this, Xiao Shun looked at Manager Wang with some confusion and asked with a hint of playful sarcasm, “Are you talking about Sha Hai, the chairman of Persimmon Commercial?”