The Favored Heiress

Tu Anliang slowed his pace, and his eyes suddenly gathered the ferocity of a storm, his cheek muscles twitched twice, "You do know who I am!"

At that moment, having sent the message, Li Qiao extinguished her phone screen unhurriedly and looked up at Tu Anliang with a dismissive attitude, "Is knowing who you are supposed to be difficult?"

Such scornful tone made it seem as if Tu Anliang was some insignificant figure not worth mentioning.

In South City, he bore a prestigious identity, considered above all else, and the name ’Brother Liang’ was the symbol of his status.

Now, being deemed worthless by Li Qiao, Tu Anliang’s eyes filled with the anger of being despised.

He suddenly moved forward, placing one leg on the coffee table, propping his arm on his knee, and leaned in threateningly, "Since you know who I am, how dare you speak to me like this? Do you know the last person who scorned me is already..."

Before he could finish, Li Qiao stood up without much patience, spoke in a calm voice, "Save your breath. I’m taking Jiugong with me. Whatever grievance you have with him, breaking one of his wrists should suffice. Don’t target him again."

Tu Anliang narrowed his eyes, looking at Li Qiao’s bright, defiant face, and laughed out loud, "Pretty girl, don’t you blush when you boast? Are you threatening me?

If I want to mess with him, I will. If I want to kill him, I will. What can you do about it? Can you stop me?