The two sudden slaps caught Jiang Yu completely off guard.
When he came to his senses and saw the man in front of him, he was so shocked his mouth could have fit an egg. The man was none other than the one from the bar last night—the one who had slapped him several times, before whom Ade had lost his nerve and retreated without a fight.
And now, at this very moment, that man was standing right in front of him, a smile on his face.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Yu asked foolishly.
SLAP! SLAP! Two more slaps cracked across his face, snapping him to his senses.
Ye Xiong then spoke. "This company belongs to my wife, so why shouldn't I be here? You, on the other hand, tried to make a move on my wo— my friend last night, and now you're here causing trouble at my wife's company. Who gave you the audacity?"