"Young Master Huangfu, didn't expect to see you here," Wu Zonglu said with a beaming smile.
"Heh..." Huangfu Zheng raised an eyebrow but didn't give him much face.
Changed your coat and think you're not a turtle anymore? Tsk...
Wu Zonglu was still smiling, apparently not angered by Huangfu Zheng's attitude. "Young Master, are you free? It's rare for us to meet like this, why not sit down for a drink?"
Huangfu Zheng gave him a contemptuous curl of the lip. "Wu Zonglu, let's be frank here, I advise you to drop whatever sneaky ideas you're harboring. Some people are not for you to touch."
His wife was his Achilles' heel. Anyone who dared to have designs on her would not be let off by him.
He didn't care about whatever deals Wu Zonglu had with that Huo Weining or with the Huo Family, but if he dared to lay a hand on her, then don't blame him for not being polite.
