Hu Ziqiang stood at 1.7 meters tall, but Chen JianShe was half a head taller. With a slight exertion of force, he easily yanked Hu Ziqiang into his seat.
The process was anything but gentle.
Hu Ziqiang was embarrassed, but seeing Chen JianShe's clenched fist, he hesitated. He couldn't just submit to brute force.
"I want to change seats. You can't hit me—this is Leng Yuan's wedding banquet today."
Chen JianShe didn't need a reminder from Hu Ziqiang that this was his Brother Leng's wedding banquet.
He glared at the other man, his tone hostile.
"Change seats for what? It's perfectly fine sitting next to your girlfriend."
"And while you're at it, keep her in line. If she dares to cause any trouble, I'll be sure to 'take good care' of you from now on."
"Got it?"
Terrified, Hu Ziqiang quickly nodded.
Li Hongmei, who was sitting nearby, was not pleased.
"Who's his girlfriend? I'm not—"
