C457 Dirty Hand
After a moment, Yu Siliang finally reacted.
From Lin Fei's words, he could tell that Lin Fei was cursing him as a dog.
How dare a little peasant call his son, the richest man, a dog? Such courage, such recklessness.
If he wanted to kill a small farmer, it would be easier than killing a bug.
If Xiao Qianrou had nothing to do with this little peasant in front of him, he would feel that this little peasant in front of him was not even qualified to see him.
The little farmer in front of him had actually scolded him?
This feeling was like a dream.
Previously, even those top wealthy and high ranking officials would have to show him some respect when they saw him, let alone those small farmers scolding him.
Unexpectedly, this little peasant in front of him had really scolded him.
"Little peasant, if you're capable, say what you just said again." Yu Siyong clenched his fists as his gaze shot towards Lin Fei's face.
"I don't like it. Say it twice." Lin Fei swept a glance at Yu Siyong.
Then, he held Xiao Qian Rou's shoulders and asked with concern: "Wifey, are you feeling better now?"
"Much better." Xiao Qianrou's heart palpitated, she was afraid that she was pregnant.
Seeing his beloved goddess being embraced by a little peasant on her shoulder, the anger in Yu Si Yong's heart surged to the brim.
"Little peasant, take your dirty hands off my shoulders." Yu Zhiyong shouted each word in a low voice.
A small farmer was actually hugging the National Goddess Xiao Qianrou's shoulder?!
What's the difference between this and a toad eating swan meat?
Lin Fei ignored Yu Siyong and shook his head.
"Yu Siyong, who am I with? Does it have anything to do with you? Do I need your permission? " Xiao Qianrou was unhappy. This Yu Siliang was really meddling in other people's business.
It was his right to be with someone, but what did it have to do with him?
It was true that Lin Fei was a small farmer, but she was a famous celebrity who liked to be with a small farmer like Lin Fei. What was wrong with that?
This was his own right. No matter who it was, no one could stop his determination to be together with Lin Fei, the small peasant.
Xiao Qianrou's words made Yu Siliang speechless.
However, Yu Siyong was still angered. He pointed his spear at Lin Fei and asked, "Little peasant, can you give Qian Rou happiness when she is with you?"
Lin Fei was still silent, looking down on his people, he was not willing to communicate with others.
In Yu Siliang's eyes, Lin Fei's silence was because he did not have the confidence to give Xiao Qianrou happiness.
It was normal for someone to not have any confidence.
Isn't it impossible for a small farmer to give a big star happiness?
With such a small peasant like Lin Fei and such a big star like Xiao Qianrou, other than being a pretty boy, there was nothing else that they could do.
Thinking of this, Yu Siliang looked at Lin Fei with even more contempt.
"Little farmer, you can't give Qian Rou a happy life, I can. I'm the chairman of Haoyue International Co., and I'm also the son of the head of Jianghai Province, Yu Honglang."1
As he said this, Yu Siyong's body began to exude the aura of a master. He raised his head and puffed up his chest, looking down on everyone.
The way he looked at Lin Fei was as if he was a celestial being looking down on an ant from above.
It was as though if he wanted to trample this ant to death, he could do so at any time.
However, he put on a look as if he disdained trampling this poor ant to death.
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