"Who the hell is being so insolent!"
Song Chao roared when he heard the door get kicked in. The shout also served to break the awkward situation he was in.
After all, his brother-in-law was the manager of this KTV. He treated the place like his own home and had never been afraid of anyone here.
As the private room door burst open, a man in his forties was the first to appear.
He had a scar across his brow, and his cold gaze swept over the people in the room.
When his eyes landed on Feng Lulu and Shen Lingyin, they visibly narrowed, and a hint of a smile flashed across his face.
Then, he looked toward Jiang Xinghai, Song Chao, and Wang Fei.
"A moment ago, who the fuck slapped my woman?" the scar-faced man demanded, taking an imposing step forward.
Following right behind him, seven or eight burly young men swarmed into the room.
"Boss, this must be a misunderstanding!"
