1237 The Abnormal Mo Yongheng (1/2)
No one could help but silently mourn for Mo Yongheng, as they stared at him as they would stare at a dying man…
Mo Yongheng continued to put up a calm look even though Qi Yan was grabbing onto the collar of his shirt.
However, his eyebrows were slightly knitted and he stared at Qi Yan with an obvious look of annoyance.
Qi Yan was fuming with rage. Just as he was about to send a punch toward him, Tan Bengbeng snapped back to her senses and rushed forward to grab onto his arm.
”Qi Yan, what are you doing? Young Master Yongheng is here to collect us, you can't simply beat someone up because of a disagreement!”
”The way he spoke is lowly!”
”You are lowly!”
”I am going to kill you!”
”Try it then!”
”Don't try me!”
”…”
Tan Bengbeng was stuck in the middle of two men's verbal battle and they seemed to be engaged in a life and death struggle.
She hurriedly blocked herself in front of Mo Yongheng and reminded him with a low voice.
”Young Master Yongheng, you must still watch your words even if you are the guest.”
For some reason, Tan Bengbeng felt that Mo Yongheng harbored an unfathomable enmity toward Qi Yan.
Neither of them had known each other prior to this and Qi Yan had lent them a great helping hand.
Now, he had even developed the antidote and helped them to resolve their desperate situation. Even if Mo Yongheng wasn't utterly appreciative of him, he should at least show a certain level of politeness since he was so concerned about the elderly head.
However, he seemed to have met an enemy judging by the string of offensive things he had said.
Furthermore, he had even said that Qi Yan wasn't suitable for her, nor did he deserve her…
These words sounded as if he was here to snatch Tan Bengbeng away, and it was no wonder that Qi Yan's temper had exploded in an instant.
Every other matter could be discussed. However, if someone else set his eyes on her now, he would certainly explode in an instant!
Tan Bengbeng was unable to stop them and could only watch helplessly as the two men transited from a quarrel to a fight…