Mr. Fu saw the other party turn around, with a successful smile on his face.
After all, he had learned boxing for a few years. Originally, he was worried that hitting his back would not hurt him that much. Now that the opponent had turned around, if his fist landed on the opponent's chest, he would definitely be injured internally!
Thinking of this, Mr. Fu looked towards Zhan Qi Pei, and when he saw his face, his eyes widened in horror.
Isn't this...isn't this Mr. Zhan?!
The person his son was talking about turned out to be Mr. Zhan...?! Then the woman next to him was not Mr. Zhan’s wife?!
It’s over now! His son doesn’t know Mr. Zhan, but he does!
It's over, his son has provoked people he shouldn't have provoked, and now he is simply plucking the hair off a tiger's head!
Mr. Fu regretted it too much, but it was too late to take back the fist he had thrown out.
He gritted his teeth and tried his best to control the strength in his hands. Then he took back the brute force he had just used, and instead gently patted Zhan Qi Pei on the shoulder, and then said with a smile:
"Mr. Zhan, it's really you. I just saw your back from a distance and thought you looked a bit like you. I wanted to come over and say hello."
After saying this, Fu Ming freed up a hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
If he had punched out just now, let alone him, the whole Fu family would be implicated!
The consequences are simply unimaginable!
After Zhan Qi Pei saw Mr. Fu, his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye. The temperature of his body dropped rapidly, and he exuded a powerful aura that almost made him breathless.
He opened his thin lips lightly and slowly said:
"What? Fu Yun, do you want to fight with me?"
When he turned his back to them just now, he had already felt malicious eyes falling on his back.
At first he didn't pay much attention, but when he heard the footsteps behind him, he realized something was wrong. When he turned around and saw Fu Yun patting his shoulder in a subtle way, he knew that the other party wanted to attack him.
.
But he knew that Fu Yun couldn't be so bold as to dare to attack him, otherwise he wouldn't have suddenly stopped now, probably because...
Zhan Qipei's eyes fell on the man named Fu Ming who was following Fu Yun closely, and he probably guessed something.
After hearing what Zhan Qi Pei said, more and more cold sweat broke out on Fu Yun's forehead, and he didn't even have time to wipe it away.
He bowed several times in panic and explained in a panic:
"How is that possible? Mr. Zhan, please stop joking with me. How dare I fight with you? Don't I just want to give you a slap on the back?"
As he said this, he was about to help Qi Pei and start beating his back, but suddenly he remembered that the other party had mysophobia and immediately retracted his hand.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhan, I forgot for a moment that you have mysophobia. How about you go sit on the sofa and I'll pour you a cup of tea? You can also pour wine."
He almost stepped on Zhan Qi Pei's thunderbolt again. If he had put his hand on it again just now, I'm afraid he wouldn't have needed his hand.
After Fu Ming saw Fu Yun's 180-degree change in attitude, he was immediately dumbfounded and froze on the spot in confusion.
His shocked eyes almost popped out of his head, and he asked:
"Dad...what are you doing? Aren't you here to help me get your daughter-in-law back? Why is this happening all of a sudden?"
In all his life, he has never seen his father show such attentiveness to anyone and speak so respectfully.
His dad is the richest man in Anseong! Why would he show such a posture to this man?!
When Fu Yun heard this, he glared at his stupid son with hatred. Why was he so ignorant of his expression?
In the end, because Zhan Qi Pei was still here, he had to take a few steps forward and slapped Fu Ming without saying a word.
"Snapped!"
This slap sounded particularly loud in the quiet hall.
Fu Ming reached out and covered the slapped half of his face, stunned by the slap.
"Dad...you——"
Before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Fu Yun.
"Shut up, you brat! What are you talking about? What about my daughter-in-law, you are the only one worthy of it? Miss Qiao is the wife of Mr. Zhan, where did you get the courage?!"
If he didn't interrupt his stupid son's words, the other party would definitely come out with more unflattering words.
By then, the entire Fu family will be finished!
Fu Ming was a little dazed by the slap just now. After being stunned for a while, he vaguely guessed who Fu Yun was talking about, and he asked blankly:
"What? Mr. Zhan... is from the Zhan family in the imperial capital... Mr. Zhan? No way..."
If that were true, wouldn't he be dead?
Seeing that Fu Ming finally reacted, Fu Yun barely gained some comfort. However, in this situation, he definitely couldn't let this matter go by so easily.
Because his silly son has done many things, the most important of which is pursuing Mr. Zhan’s wife!
Who among the upper class circles of the imperial capital doesn't know that Mr. Zhan loves Miss Qiao the most, and everyone in the Zhan family likes Miss Qiao so much that they want to praise her to the heavens?
As a result, his son was chasing Miss Qiao today. Wouldn't this cost him his life?
Fu Yun gritted his teeth and cursed angrily:
"Otherwise? Who else can be, Chief War Officer? I think you, a brat, are really too brave. You dare to provoke anyone. From today on, don't say you are a member of the Fu family! We must drive you out."
Wake up and wake up!”
No matter how reluctant he is to let go of his son, after all, they have offended the entire Zhan family.
If he just slapped his son, it would be too perfunctory! He had to satisfy Mr. Zhan, otherwise the Fu family would be doomed!
After Fu Ming heard the true identity of Zhan Qi Pei, cold sweat broke out from his back and his whole body trembled.
"me……"
If I had known earlier that this was a member of the Zhan Family in the Imperial Capital, even ten leopards would not have dared to provoke him!
Qiao Jing twitched his lips when he saw such a dramatic scene.
One second he was aggressive and wanted to fight Qi Pei, but the next second he changed it to greeting, and the fist he waved turned into a soft massage. Now Fu Ming's dumbfounded look is really funny.
Just when she was thinking this, her hand was suddenly held.
Qiao Jing frowned lightly and looked at the man beside her.
"What's wrong?"
Zhan Qipei's long, tightly knitted eyebrows slowly relaxed and he asked aloud:
"Is there anything else you want him to do?"
He just wanted to handle this matter until Qiao Jing was satisfied, because she had always been troubled by this matter.
Qiao Jing glanced at Fu Ming, whose face was full of fear. Just when he was about to speak, Fu Yun's voice sounded again.