Chapter 692: Chapter 681: Nearly Dead

President Fu saw the other person turn around and a triumphant smile spread across his face.

Having learned boxing for a few years, he had initially worried that hitting the back wouldn’t hurt as much, but now that the other person had turned around, if his fist landed on the chest, it would definitely cause internal injuries!

Thinking this, President Fu looked towards Zhan Qipei, and upon seeing his face, his eyes widened in terror.

This... this isn’t President Zhan, is it?!

The person his son mentioned was actually President Zhan...? Then the woman beside him must be President Zhan’s wife?!

It was all over now! His son didn’t recognize President Zhan, but he did!

It was over; his son had messed with the wrong person, now it was like pulling the tiger’s whiskers!

President Fu regretted deeply, but the punch he had already thrown was too late to take back.

He clenched his teeth tightly, desperately controlling the force in his hand, managed to reign in the brute strength he had used, and instead gently patted Zhan Qipei’s shoulder, while accompanying it with a smile:

"President Zhan, it really is you. From afar, I thought your silhouette looked familiar and wanted to come over to say hello."

After saying that, Fu Ming wiped the cold sweat that had broken out on his forehead.

If he had actually thrown that punch just now, not just him, but the entire Fu Family would have suffered the consequences!

The thought of those consequences was simply unimaginable!

When Zhan Qipei saw President Fu, his expression visibly darkened, the temperature around him plummeted rapidly, and he gave off a powerful aura that almost made it hard to breathe.

His thin lips parted slightly, and he said slowly:

"What’s the matter, Fu Yun, do you want to fight with me?"

had turned his back to them, he had already sensed the ill-intentioned gaze on

footsteps coming from behind, he realized something was off. Turning around to see Fu Yun trying to conceal his intentions with a pat on the shoulder, he knew

Yun wouldn’t have the audacity to strike

gaze settled on the man named Fu Ming, who had been shadowing Fu Yun closely,

made Fu Yun break out into more cold sweat, too much to even

times anxiously, stammering

possibly! Don’t joke with me, President Zhan. How could I dare to strike

back but

don’t you go sit on the sofa, and I’ll get you a cup of tea? I could pour you a drink

line again; if his hand had touched him one more time, he might not need

drastic change in attitude, Fu Ming was dumbfounded,

nearly popped out of his head as he

you doing? Weren’t you supposed to help me get back your

seen his father show such eager

How could he show

Yun glared at his son, frustrated, how could

had no choice but to step

"Slap!"

of the slap was

the slapped side of his face with his hand,

"Dad... you—"

sentence when he was

fool! What are you babbling about? What, my daughter-in-law? As if you’re worthy. Miss Qiao is President Zhan’s wife, where

foolish son now, the latter would definitely blurt out

that time, the entire Fu

who Fu Yun was referring to when he mentioned President Zhan and

from the Zhan Family of the capital city? It can’t

that were the case, wouldn’t he be dead

coming to his senses, Fu Yun felt a slight consolation, but under

many

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