Frankly, if Chu Fantian weren’t their Tang family’s benefactor, she would definitely crack open his “solid” head.
“Want to punch me?” What a big talk! Chu Fantian laughed. “Haha! That depends on whether you have the ability.”
He was a big man with excellent taekwondo skills. It was not easy for ordinary people to deal with him. Looking at her small stature, could she really do anything?
Just as he was about to laugh again, suddenly—
Bang!
Right before his eyes, he swore he didn’t blink, and he saw her strike a palm. The wooden coffee table beneath her palm instantly broke, and the business magazines on top fell like dominos, scattering on the floor.
Chu Fantian stared in shock, unable to process what just happened. No! More accurately, he thought he had hallucinated.
Then, he saw Kesan stand up and walk towards him. Instinctively, he took a defensive stance, but she smiled and said, “Sorry, my little trick must have made you laugh.”
Wow! How did she change so quickly?
And that previous burst of anger was truly terrifying!
Fortunately, her target of anger was that… ah! It was his most beloved small coffee table! Poor thing! It was shattered for its master.
Come to think of it, if her target of anger had been him, honestly, he might not have been able to withstand her strike.
“Chu Fantian, our Tang family is truly here to repay a debt. Please don’t treat it as a joke, okay?”
Her attitude was serious, with a look that didn’t allow anyone to take this lightly.
However, the final question was spoken in a soft, sweet voice, instantly diluting the previously shocking atmosphere.
Until she served breakfast to Chu Fantian and he obediently finished eating, honestly, he was still a bit, well, not completely back to his normal state!
Because she was just too shocking.
He glared at her, who had been noisy since leaving the door, without further explanation.
“How strange, what a coincidence, that password happens to be your age, and your birth year…”
“Are you investigating me?”
It wasn’t entirely an accusation, but rather hard to believe. With dozens of numbers, and him habitually pressing them super quickly, how could she remember? And be so precise?
