Motherfucker!

Pan Shaohang wished he could faint on the spot to save himself from this torture.

However, since he couldn't pass out, he had to tough it out.

"No, not at all!"

He first vehemently denied. Then, catching sight of Chen Yanfei watching Han Lie from the corner of his eye, inspiration struck. Suddenly, he turned towards Chen Yanfei, bowed deeply, and exclaimed with a loud cry, "Ah, I only just noticed you... Sister-in-law, hello!"

Good lord! He really had some nerve!

Chen Yanfei's face flushed red on the spot, and Han Lie almost burst out laughing.

How had he never realized how amusing Little Pan was?

As for the others...

The ones whom this didn't concern were stunned for a moment, then erupted into a burst of hearty laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

"Holy shit, Little Pan, you're absolutely brilliant!"

"From now on, this image of you is permanently etched in my mind... Hahaha!"

Pan Shaohang's face also turned red, his eyes shimmering with tears.

You all know shit! This is my uncle! Is it embarrassing for me to grovel before my uncle, huh?!

Of course, no matter how he consoled himself or tried to justify it, the shame fueled his raging fury.

Wen Yu, District Director Zheng, and Liao Miaochen were beyond just being dumbfounded.

Liao Miaochen uncrossed his legs and sat up straight. His expression uncertain, he then hesitantly reached into his bag and took out a box of COHIBA cigars—a luxury he seldom indulged in.

Wen Yu's face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes full of various negative emotions.

District Director Zheng was sweating profusely, trembling with fear.

He knew he had hit a steel plate.

A tough enough man might be able to break through a steel plate, but he wasn't one. So, he could only wait in fear for the final judgment.

Pan Shaohang had already gone to such lengths; he couldn't possibly give up halfway.

So, after bowing, he reached out both hands to Han Lie again and kept his body bent over.

"Brother Lie, look, besides having a foul mouth, a bad temper, and a muddled head, I'm not all that bad, right? Besides, considering the relationship between you and my dad..."

Han Lie looked deeply into his eyes.

From a psychological standpoint, this was reinforcing an imprint.

Uncle Lie sternly asked, "The so-called grudge, it doesn't need to be settled again?"

"No need! Of course not!"

Pan Shaohang was close to swearing an oath and thumping his chest, his demeanor incredibly earnest!

"Before, I was immature. I learned my lesson long ago. Now, I only have admiration and reverence for you. As for them... Huh?"

Midway through his declaration, Pan Shaohang finally snapped to his senses.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Who the hell offended Brother Lie this badly?! Who the hell set me up?!

Pan Shaohang suddenly twisted his head—his body unmoving, only his neck turning—and then glared at District Director Zheng and Wen Yu like a wolf.

Next, he suddenly lunged back a large step, swung his arm in a wide arc, and delivered a resounding slap.

District Director Zheng spun twice before collapsing onto the marble floor.

Pan Shaohang, his face dark and sinister, sneered, "From the moment I arrived, all I heard was your damn blabbering, trying to drive a wedge between Brother Lie and me! Since when do you get to call the shots in my business? Get lost! Get the hell away from me right now, and don't let me see your face again!"

The sudden turn of events silenced the room, where one could hear a pin drop.

*Done, I can finally go to sleep in peace. Don't wait for the next chapter; my biological clock hasn't adjusted yet.*