Chapter 695 - 691: Intercept Midway
Meanwhile, in a dark corner not far from the private club, a black Mercedes-Benz van was parked.
Zhao Lin sat in the passenger seat, his face sullen to the extreme, his eyes coldly gazing at the brilliantly lit private club nearby. A bone-chilling intent to kill leaked from his heart, impossible to conceal.
Humiliation!
Absolute humiliation!
He, the young master of the Zhao Family, had been severely humiliated by a woman in front of Xiangjiang’s high society, even kicked fiercely in his groin, and dragged out of the private club like a dead dog, making him a complete joke in Xiangjiang.
This scene made him feel trampled upon. If he did not take revenge this time, he would indeed become Xiangjiang’s laughingstock.
"Lu Tianxing, you dare to speak to me with that tone, just a mere assistant? Today we will settle both new and old scores. And you, Bai Zhiqing, you stinking bitch, pretending to be aloof but hooking up with your own assistant. You’re nothing but a whore. Today, I want to see if you really are that slutty."
Zhao Lin murmured to himself gloomily, recalling the incident that had occurred earlier at the private club. His eyes immediately burst forth with a thick intent to kill. Today, the humiliation he suffered had to be returned to Lu Tianxing a thousandfold.
Taking a deep breath, his mind filled with images of Bai Zhiqing and Rose’s explosive figures and beautiful faces, a fiery lust appeared on Zhao Lin’s face.
"Young master."
Just at that moment, a plain-looking man hurried toward him, stood outside the car, and gently knocked on the window.