Wang Hao helplessly spread his hands; he couldn't avoid it, so he had to admit it.
"Damn it!"
Chen Tianlei, enraged, was jumping with fury: "Tingting is underage, how the hell could you lay a finger on her?"
An overwhelming aura erupted from him; he couldn't help but go berserk.
Wang Hao shrank his neck a bit, and said weakly:
"It was a very complicated situation at the time, I was forced into it."
Chen Tianlei looked at him, his chest heaving violently, fists clenching and unclenching.
Wang Hao blinked his eyes.
A bit restless and uneasy.
This old guy isn't planning to do me in, is he?
What's going on here?
Didn't Chen Yuennan and Sun Yaoyao tell him about Chen Tingting?
What is this guy to Chen Tingting?
Damn!
Could he be Chen Tingting's father?
Thinking of this, sweat appeared on Wang Hao's forehead, this was awkward!
"Phew————"
After who knows how long, Chen Tianlei let out a long breath and sat back in his chair, like a deflated balloon.
