Rural Doctor Enters the City: Whoever Touches My Wife, I’ll Take Them Down!
Chapter 698: Groveling!

Chapter 698: Chapter 698: Groveling!

Zhou Yu’s figure flashed, moving through the crowd, and he arrived beside Mi Lan.

At the same time, a formidable aura erupted from him.

The two burly men holding Mi Lan were sent flying by Zhou Yu’s force.

Then, Zhou Yu reached out and pulled Mi Lan to his side.

Seeing Zhou Yu appear, Mi Lan couldn’t contain the grievances welling up inside her any longer, and tears fell like pearls spilling off a broken string.

Zhou Yu frowned, wiping her tears, and asked:

"What’s going on here?"

Before Mi Lan could speak, Xue Yunxiang beside them darkened in expression.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Dare to meddle in my affairs, tired of living?"

Hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Zhou Yu’s eyes, and without a word, he prepared to teach this man a lesson.

But Mi Lan quickly grabbed Zhou Yu’s arm, placing him behind her.

She didn’t dare let Zhou Yu offend Xue Yunxiang.

Suppressing her feelings, Mi Lan said to Xue Yunxiang:

"President Xue, the person I was waiting for has arrived."

"Sorry, we’ll be leaving now."

After speaking, she pulled on Zhou Yu’s hand, intending to leave.

Seeing Mi Lan’s behavior, Zhou Yu guessed that most likely, this man had a big background.

However, Xue Yunxiang was unrelenting and stepped forward, blocking Mi Lan’s path.

"Want to leave?"

"That’s not impossible!"

"But, with so many people watching, he hit my men. If I let you go without settling this, how can I, Xue Yunxiang, continue to mix in Haizhou?"

Mi Lan’s complexion changed.

"How about this, President Xue. Some other day, I’ll treat you to a meal as an apology."

"You think I’m short of that one meal?"

After speaking, he snorted coldly and casually pointed towards Zhou Yu.

"Let him kneel, bow his head, and apologize."

"Then, I’ll pretend this never happened."

As these words were uttered, Mi Lan’s face instantly turned ugly.

"President Xue, you..."

"What?"

Xue Yunxiang sneered:

"I’m already being very polite. That’s considering you’re quite to my taste. If it were someone else, I’d have broken at least one of their legs."

Xue Yunxiang pressed on step by step, leaving Mi Lan cornered.

Zhou Yu’s brows furrowed, and he took a step forward.

"Zhou Yu, don’t be impulsive..."

Even though Mi Lan was angered inside, she desperately held Zhou Yu back.

She didn’t want the situation to escalate; she feared it couldn’t be contained.

Zhou Yu narrowed his eyes and asked:

"Who is he?"

Mi Lan whispered:

"He’s Xue Yunxiang, the son of the chairman of Guangda Chemical."

"Guangda Chemical is Haizhou’s largest manufacturing enterprise, the leading company in Haizhou. Guangda Chemical has a huge scale, with over five hundred thousand employees; their power is much greater than the Yan Family of Haizhou."

Zhou Yu’s eyebrows rose.

"So, he’s the young master of Guangda Chemical. No wonder he’s so arrogant."

Xue Yunxiang scoffed.

"Good that you know."

"Now kneel down quickly and apologize properly."

Xue Yunxiang’s favorite thing was to trample others under his feet, especially in front of a woman, to trample her man beneath his shoes.

Each time he encountered such a scene, it thrilled him.

This was more satisfying than being with a hundred beauties.

However, Zhou Yu simply said:

"Kneel down? You’re not qualified."

"As for you, messing with my girlfriend. If you kneel down and apologize now, I might forgive you."

A dangerous smile suddenly flashed across Xue Yunxiang’s eyes.

"You’re the first person who’s ever dared to speak to me like that."

"Good, I like people like you the most."

"You’re much stronger than those spineless fools I’ve dealt with in the past. Stepping on you will make me feel even better!!"

Upon hearing this, a cold light flashed in Zhou Yu’s eyes. He couldn’t be bothered with more nonsense and was ready to take action.

But just then, an urgent voice rang out.

"President Xue!!!"

"Mr. Zhou!!!"

"Don’t fight, let’s talk this over."

Chen Feihu, drenched in sweat, ran over.

He had just been preparing the Spiritual Medicine and had not expected to come back to reports from his subordinates that Zhou Yu and Xue Yunxiang were in conflict.

Chen Feihu immediately became anxious.

Xue Yunxiang was the son of the chairman of Guangda Chemicals. Do you know what that means?

If he offended him, Wanhua Tower would probably have to shut down.

He valued Wanhua Tower highly, so this disagreement had to be resolved, no matter what.

Chen Feihu, with a bold face, rushed in between the two men.

He first bowed to Zhou Yu:

"Mr. Zhou, please don’t be angry. Leave this matter to me to handle."

Then he turned to Xue Yunxiang with an ingratiating smile:

"Young Master Xue, we’re all family here. Please, let’s not fall out."

Xue Yunxiang glanced at Chen Feihu.

"Chen Feihu?"

"What the hell does this have to do with you?"

Chen Feihu said with a forced smile:

"Young Master Xue, I’m currently in charge of operating this side of Wanhua Tower."

"You?"

Xue Yunxiang’s face was full of mockery.

"When did Wanhua Tower sink so low that they’d let a worthless cur like you handle its operations?"

Although Chen Feihu felt furious being cursed at by Xue Yunxiang like this, considering Xue Yunxiang’s high status, he wouldn’t dare show any dissatisfaction, even if Xue Yunxiang beat him up.

"Young Master Xue, you’re right, a dog like me isn’t worth your anger. Let’s do this, please come to the private room upstairs. No matter how angry you are, I’ll kowtow and apologize to you."

It must be said that Chen Feihu was sufficiently obsequious and gave enough face to Xue Yunxiang.

However.

Smack!

Xue Yunxiang slapped Chen Feihu across the face.

"Damn it, don’t you have a mirror to see what you even are? Do you think you’re worthy of making me move?"

"I am laying it down here today; if this kid doesn’t kneel and apologize, this issue won’t be resolved."

Chen Feihu clutched his face, looking extremely aggrieved.

Even though he had been so humble, Xue Yunxiang showed no intention of backing down whatsoever.

And from Xue Yunxiang’s tone and demeanor, it was obvious that he considered Chen Feihu less than nothing.

Chen Feihu felt like crying but had no tears to shed.

At that moment, Zhou Yu spoke up.

"What’s this?"

"You got slapped and can’t even let out a fart?"

"Mr. Zhou, I..."

"However he hit you, you hit him back just the same, and it has to be double."

Chen Feihu’s face was bitter.

He wished he could.

But he didn’t have the guts.

"What are you afraid of with me here!"

"If you don’t dare to make a move, then don’t bother trying to mix in my circle anymore," Zhou Yu said indifferently.