Seeing this scene, the two men's wine glasses fell to the ground with a clatter, as they stared at Yang Fan in shock. "You…" They were so frightened that they could only utter one word.
After a moment of stunned expression, Qiao Anran was deeply perplexed. How did Yang Fan get here?
"Yang Fan, you…"
Yang Fan didn't speak. He walked over, grabbed one man's head, and slammed it onto the table, then grabbed another man's hair, glaring at him angrily, "Xu Tongshan is now in the restroom eating shit. Speak, what was your plan?"
The man blinked and was about to speak when—
Bang!
His head crashed against the table, and then Yang Fan lifted him up again: "Not talking yet?"
"I'll speak, I'll speak. It was all Xu Tongshan's idea to trick Miss Qiao. He set the whole thing up and promised us a reward of two hundred thousand after its success."
Bang!
Yang Fan smashed the man hard onto the table, and amidst the man's scream, grabbed Qiao Anran's hand and walked outside.
