"Rest assured, I will tell Mr. Chen all about this. If they dare to do such a thing, they better be ready for Mr. Chen to settle the score with them. Don't think they can play him like a fiddle."
After hanging up the phone, Huo Er uttered a curse. "Motherf***er..."
Turning around, he saw someone behind him and got so scared he plopped down into a chair.
Ming Mei walked over and said, "Let's have a chat."
Huo Er slapped himself in the face, "Damn it, where's the usual vigilance, the alertness? The Young Madam was standing behind him for so long, and he didn't realize it at all."
Huo Er really wanted to just die; he already had an unsettled score with Mr. Chen, and now this...
Dragging his feet, Huo Er made Ming Mei a cup of tea and with bowed head said, "Young Madam, please have some water."
Ming Mei nodded, "Thank you. Don't be afraid, sit down. Let's talk."
