"Okay, got it."
SLAP!
After ruthlessly slapping the female manager across the face, Song Hao sneered and kicked her again hard. "Scram, you reckless idiot!"
"Qin Lin, we met yesterday at Shen Zhao's wedding banquet. I am Song Li from the Song Family of Hangcheng."
Ignoring the female manager who had been chased away, Song Li eyed Qin Lin coldly. "I'm sure you know exactly why I'm here to see you."
"Han Ling sent you, right?"
From Han Ling's attitude during yesterday's incident, Qin Lin knew the man wouldn't let this go so easily.
"You're clever enough."
As he approached, Song Hao snorted with disdain. "Qin Lin, you know damn well what you are. Miss Su Yanran is the eldest young lady of the Su Family in Yanjing, and Young Master Han is the eldest young master of the Han Family in Yanjing."
"The two of them are a perfect match, destined for each other."
