My beautiful boss

The middle-aged man waved the key of the Mercedes-Benz on his hands as if to show off his wealth.

Peter frowned and said nothing. He was too lazy to pay any attention to such an annoying person.

"I am busy, " Shelly told the middle-aged man. Her good mood was destroyed for the most part.

If not for her good personality and fear of offending people, she would have rushed up to beat him.

'I invited Peter over for dinner, and that's none of your business. Why can't you just stop talking?' thought Shelly. It made Shelly unhappy when the middle-aged man said that Peter had no money but was only pretending to be rich.

Shelly was the one who had asked Peter out, so the middle-aged man said these things ignorant of her feelings.

"Little girl, think about it. My name is Wayne Huang. Though I'm not on the Forbes list of billionaires, I flatter myself as a millionaire. Be with me, and I'll give you thirty or fifty thousand a month."

Wayne was not angered by Shelly's cold attitude, and even asked her to be one of his lovers.

After saying that, he turned to Peter and said in a scornful voice, "If I am not mistaken, he drove you in that battered motorcycle. Such a poor man... He can drive nothing but that cheap motorcycle his whole life. You won't have any future with this guy. I advise you to leave him as soon as possible. He's a good-for-nothing, dirt-poor wimp."

Shelly stared angrily at Wayne as if she was shooting bullets through her eyes, even Lisa couldn't help but get angry at this man.

Peter was even more depressed. He had never said a word from the start, yet he was being attacked by the aggressive language, even though he was innocent.

At this time, Peter had to opened his mouth. He looked at the woman beside Wayne Huang and said, "Ma'am, don't you mind that he flirts with other girls in front of you like this?"

Snort!

When Wayne Huang heard Peter's words, his smile became more contemptuous. Then, he said, "Cowards are cowards. They can only turn to women.

She's not my wife. Even if she were, she would not dare discipline me."

Wayne Huang saw Peter's skeptical face, so he pointed to the woman and asked her, "Would you dare discipline me if I flirt with those two women?"

"I wouldn't dare. They're even lucky that you like them." Turning to Peter, she said, "Wayne and I are just ordinary friends. I don't have any right to put him in his place."

Although the woman seemed very uncomfortable, probably wanting to kick the shameless Wayne Huang, she had to say those words against her conscience.

She was just a chick whom Wayne Huang was sleeping with. If she offended Wayne Huang, she would be abandoned by him. That's not what she wanted.

and Lisa were

any special attention to Wayne Huang earlier, they still saw that the two were very intimate with

two girls had always been disgusted with

smirked. It was the first time that he had ever encountered a woman who humbled herself like

For the trouble of bringing these two beautiful women to me, take this thousand and get out of my

Huang haughtily said as he pulled out a thousand from his bag and

pocket. He bowed his head to Wayne Huang and went far away.

Lisa didn't know what had

they knew would not bow his

But now...

for a thousand... Peter sold

saw that Peter had bowed his head and left, he began to laugh wildly. "You see that? That's a coward! Would you still like to

his hand behind his back. He felt a little humiliated, so he shouted at Peter, "Haven't you already left? What are you doing back

Huang's voice stopped abruptly.

his back. He

What do you want to

face turned pale.

said, "Isn't it obvious?

brick and smashed down on Wayne

brick broke into two halves, and Wayne Huang's head dripped

as Peter threw the remnants of the brick in his hand, he grabbed Wayne Huang's collar with one hand and slapped him in the face with

for a long time. Is it that great to be rich? How dare you wave your wealth in

Slap!

you dared disrespect them? You're really asking for a beating, aren't

that battered motorcycle? Does that have anything to

handle you, right? Then, I

Slap! "Scumbag!"

"You monster!" Slap!

doucheface!" Slap! "Son of a

In an instant, more than a dozen red palm marks were on his face which put

face had bloated, so he could not speak. Both his cheeks were very swollen and red. Not only that, but his mouth was drenched with blood. If he

breathed a sigh of relief. They both knew that Peter would come through and not let anyone step on

had hit him so hard. What if the police came?