It was only then that he realized that he was, after all, a gentleman, and it was unseemly to fight with a woman!
If his gang found out, who knew what they would babble about him out there.
"Scram, all of you. Get out!" Qiao Yiyuan shooed away his gang with a wave of his hand.
Seeing his mood sour, the gang dared not linger, and quickly got into their cars and fled.
Yuanya raised her eyebrows at him, her tone slightly severe.
"Isn't the mess you made in East Dragon enough? You dare to continue after arriving in Imperial City!"
"I haven't... the old man isn't in Imperial City…"
Qiao Yiyuan rolled his eyes, muttered under his breath, his tone somewhat guilty.
"Backtalking again, so you think you can run amok just because he isn't in Imperial City?"
Yuanya rushed forward, forcefully poking Qiao Yiyuan's shoulder, "Looking at the number of repairs and scratches on this car, you must have had a close call at least three times!"
