"Ouch? There's actually someone daring enough to stand out?" Hong Tianyi stared at Wang Hao for a long time, then suddenly burst out laughing, "I know you. Aren't you just Wang Hao, a mere screenwriter who made a popular 'Domestic Agent'? But so what? The little stuff you come up with is not worth mentioning in my eyes. You don't seriously think you can go against the Hong family, do you?"
"Actually, I really don't want to," Wang Hao shrugged helplessly. He was usually quite reasonable, but today, Hong Tianyi was just too arrogant. Arrogance could be tolerated, but he was eyeing our precious little darling! That's utterly unbearable! If I tolerated this, people might as well start running horses on my head!
Wang Hao snorted coldly, "But there's no helping it. Your hand is just too long; it must be two meters by now, wanting to pull everyone to your side."
