Supremely Talented Tyrant

Hao Jian assisted Zhao Yating and, under the guidance of the waiter, they arrived at a two-person table by the window on the second floor. After ordering their meal, they let the waiter go to prepare.

After ordering, Hao Jian suddenly stood up, fetched a wooden single chair, and sat in front of Zhao Yating. Amid Zhao Yating's puzzled gaze, he suddenly chuckled softly.

"Lift your foot, I'll give you a massage. After all, I am a doctor."

Zhao Yating was taken aback, her delicate face froze for a moment, then she instinctively lifted her twisted foot. Perhaps because the movement was too large, she accidentally tugged at the painful spot, causing Zhao Yating's brows to furrow slightly. It also made her snap back to reality, seeing that her foot was still lifted.

Her delicate face flushed. At this moment, she couldn't withdraw her foot even if she wanted to. Her beautiful eyes unconsciously swept across the second floor of the restaurant. Seeing no guests, she sighed with relief, then mustered the courage to place her entire foot on Hao Jian's extended long leg.

"It's quite severe."

Hao Jian was unaware of Zhao Yating's fleeting thoughts. At this time, he gently held Zhao Yating's delicate foot, his brows furrowing slightly.

Upon closer inspection, Zhao Yating's right foot injury was swollen and red. This was after seeing a doctor and resting for a few days, but it was still like this, even showing signs of worsening.

What has this girl been up to? Could it be that she's been running around while injured?

Hao Jian looked at the swollen ankle, eyes filled with slight doubt. Generally speaking, after seeing a doctor and resting for a few days, the swollen area should gradually subside.

But not for Zhao Yating. Her ankle was nearly as swollen as an egg, yet Zhao Yating was still lively, leaving Hao Jian unsure whether to say she's carefree or unaware of the seriousness.

"If you're hurt in the future, don't push it. Otherwise, if it worsens, it'll be difficult to handle."

To prevent this girl from doing it again, Hao Jian gently admonished. Upon hearing Hao Jian's voice, Zhao Yating shrank her neck, then stuck out her tongue without speaking.

Seeing this, Hao Jian didn't press further. His inner strength began to circulate, faint blue light appearing like stardust within his meridians, gathering in his palm.

"Bear with it, it'll be a bit painful at first!"

After a low shout from Hao Jian, his palm pressed onto Zhao Yating's injury. Once it made contact, Zhao Yating suddenly felt a warm current flowing into her heart, like sitting by a heater in winter.

"Hiss!"

But soon after, a faint, penetrating pain followed. The pain came quickly and went just as fast. Next, Zhao Yating felt as if she was soaking in a hot spring, her whole body incomparably warm.

This feeling made Zhao Yating inwardly astonished. No wonder Hao Jian could become the most successful doctor at the school; his medical skills speak for themselves.

Thanks to his treatment, Zhao Yating's ankle improved significantly. Though it still appeared a little swollen, it was only an appearance. The twisted veins and muscles inside had been considerably sorted out and could be said to be more than halfway healed.

While Hao Jian was helping Zhao Yating with her ankle upstairs at this restaurant, a white BMW 5 series parked steadily below. A sturdy man, about 1.75 meters tall, stepped out. The man's face was cold and stern, but his handsome face was marred by those eyes that occasionally showed a lascivious glint.

"Boss!"

As this person got out of the car, a man in a black suit suddenly ran out from a side alley. He jogged to the man's side and respectfully said, "Boss, that woman is in this restaurant, she's on the second floor!"

The originally expressionless man heard this and immediately broke into a cold smile. He reached out to pat the man's shoulder and said, "Good, good, this time you've done a great job. Don't worry, following me, Sun Bing, will guarantee good food and drinks for you!"

Upon hearing this, the man beamed and nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice, but inwardly cursing this man quite a bit.

Every time they and their brothers went out to do things for him, this guy was very stingy with his handouts, never giving more than five figures.

If it were for ordinary things, it would be reasonable to give this amount of money. But the tasks they were asked to do were not ordinary ones, ranging from surveillance to fights, never an easy task to be found.

Sun Bing ignored this subordinate and took a bouquet with eleven roses from the car. This was the cheapest bouquet he found while passing by a flower shop. If it weren't for thinking a single rose was too shabby, he would have just taken one rose.

Sun Bing was the president of a local company in Hua City, with assets worth over a hundred million. These subordinates were top hands he recruited from all over Huaxia. Initially, he brought them in at high prices, but then kept lowering the pay. If not for the fact that Sun Bing offered more than other companies, these subordinates would have quit long ago.

Sun Bing was aware of this situation, which is why he used this method. After all, it was the simplest, most cost-effective way to retain people. The original source is M|V|L5EMPYR.

A few days ago, Sun Bing attended a corporate conference held in Hua City. As he was leaving, he saw Zhao Yating shopping on Shopping Street. Just from the first glance, he was deeply attracted to this girl. Although he knew he was seven or eight years older than her, he believed that with money, nothing was a problem.

So, without Zhao Yating's knowledge, he had his subordinates investigate all of Zhao Yating's data thoroughly. He didn't know Zhao Yating belonged to the Zhao Family. If he had known, he wouldn't have used just eleven roses, but the largest bouquet possible.

During the investigation, Sun Bing also found an opportunity to personally go to Zhao Yating's school to confess to her. The result was predictable: a rejection.

If Zhao Yating hadn't rejected him, he would have found it odd. What puzzled him was that when he confessed, some passing students had a mocking look in their eyes.

That point puzzled him, but it didn't shake his determination to pursue Zhao Yating. With his experience, wasn't an unsophisticated girl like her just an easy catch?

But today, he saw his rival, a man not as handsome as him, not as well-dressed, and not even as strong, appearing before him.

And right before him, this man was massaging his woman's foot. This was clearly taking advantage!

From the moment he saw Zhao Yating, Sun Bing regarded Zhao Yating as his untouchable possession. Now, with another man touching Zhao Yating, how could he tolerate it?!

Damn it, when I confessed to you, you felt nothing and refused me. But now you're running here with another man to enjoy yourselves?!

Damn it!

Sun Bing couldn't hold back anymore, shouting directly toward Hao Jian's direction, "What are you doing?!"

Anyway, there weren't any customers on the second floor, and given his status, he couldn't be bothered with disturbing others.

The flames of anger burned fiercely in Sun Bing's eyes. He took heavy steps toward Hao Jian, shouting once more, "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Let go of her!"

"Who the hell are you?!"

Hao Jian turned around with a face full of impatience. Seeing Sun Bing, he smirked coldly, "Can't you see I'm making a move?!"

Just as the words left his mouth, Hao Jian's expression changed. He quickly corrected himself, "Ah, I... no! I'm giving my dear Tingting a massage!"