Tang Yuchen slightly nodded his head. He glanced at An Ruo being pushed out of the operating room. Seeing her pale face, he suppressed the surge of emotions within him and turned to stride away.
He drove straight to Ming Dian, pushed open the car door, and walked in with long strides.
In the bar, countless men and women were wildly drinking and dancing.
His arrival immediately caught the attention of many people.
"Handsome, buy me a drink, will you?"
A woman approached to flirt, but he extended his hand and ruthlessly pushed her away. The woman fell to the ground, yet he didn’t even blink, nor did he glance at her again.
A few men blocked his path ahead, and he arrogantly shoved them aside, disregarding their anger.
In his eyes, he saw no one and heard nothing.
Someone with a bottle charged at him from behind, but he suddenly turned and kicked out. The man flew backwards, smashing into a table.
The remaining few came at him from all directions. He took one down instantly, striking viciously, leaving no room for mercy. The entire scene fell silent; everyone held their breath, completely intimidated.
Tang Yuchen lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, then slowly walked up to a man nearby.
He stepped on the man’s right hand, pressing down hard until the sound of breaking bones echoed.
The man’s scream of agony terrified everyone.
Tang Yuchen tossed his cigarette to the ground, looking down at him from above, his voice very cold, "You knew I was in a bad mood today and still dared to provoke me. Are you tired of living?"
"..." How could he have known about his bad mood.
Tang Yuchen didn’t care how arrogant his words sounded. He glanced at the men sprawled on the floor and after a thought, he said, "How about this, you all crawl out from here, and I will spare you this time, okay?"
Although his words were phrased as a question, there was no room for negotiation; this was a stark threat and intimidation!
The men showed expressions of preferring death to submission, and they were about to attempt escape when a voice, teasing and smiling, suddenly spoke.
"Oh dear, Young Master Chen told you guys to crawl out, and you aren’t hurrying to be grateful?"
Everyone looked towards the speaker—a tall man dressed in a flamboyantly pink shirt that only emphasized his charming, peach-blossom eyes.
This man was none other than Liang Xiao, who always hung out at Ming Dian.
The beaten men almost wanted to spew blood. That Young Master Chen told them to crawl out and he actually asked them to be grateful!
Seeing their furious looks, Liang Xiao knew these people didn’t appreciate what was good for them. He was actually saving them, a bunch of clueless fools.
He lightly clapped his hands. Immediately, several imposingly built bodyguards in black appeared behind him.
"You few, make sure they crawl out," he instructed them indifferently.
"Yes!" the bodyguards responded with a low voice, each grabbing a man by the hair and dragging them outside.
Liang Xiao hooked his arm around Tang Yuchen’s shoulder, flashing a charming smile at the startled crowd, "Everyone, please continue. It was our bad to disturb you. To apologize, drinks are half off tonight, the other half is on me."
The crowd cheered, music played, and the party atmosphere surged once more.
Liang Xiao, hooking Tang Yuchen’s arm, headed towards a private room, muttering all the way: