239: Wang Dashao's tricks

“You... are you Young Master Wang?”

Seeing the young man kneeling on one knee before her, bruised and swollen, Tang Tang paused, asking in disbelief.

Wang Mo's current appearance was truly unsightly, and Tang Tang hadn't recognized him immediately.

“No, I am not Young Master Wang. I am your most loyal guardian, the man who has always watched over you and protected you in secret!”

“So, Miss Tang, will you marry me?”

Wang Mo shook his head, his face full of deep affection, staring at Tang Tang with eyes brimming with adoration, as if containing boundless love.

“Young Master Wang, are you joking with me?”

Tang Tang's head felt dizzy, and she asked subconsciously.

Wang Mo's sudden, passionate confession completely caught Tang Tang off guard.

On normal days, haven't the young masters of the Six Great Families always avoided her like the plague?

What is Wang Mo trying to do?

Moreover, this is at her own wedding!

Frankly speaking, if Tang Tang were truly allowed to choose, she would definitely choose Wang Mo.

After all, neither Chen Hao nor Ye Bufan could compare to a single strand of Wang Mo's hair!

This man is the Young Master of the Wang Family!

If she could truly marry him, wouldn't she become the Young Madam of the Wang Family?

At that time, she would enjoy endless splendor and wealth for the rest of her life.

Although extremely tempted, this thought only flashed through Tang Tang's mind momentarily.

After all, she was perfectly clear about her current situation.

If she truly chose Wang Mo and didn't marry Chen Hao, Young Master Jiang would surely find a way to punish her... If she failed the task he assigned, she would probably be fed to the sharks in the East Sea!

Tang Tang shivered involuntarily. Reason quickly regained control, and just as she was about to politely refuse, Chen Hao spoke first.

“Kid, who are you!”

“This is Tang Tang's and my wedding. If you know what's good for you, scram!”

Chen Hao glared fiercely at Wang Mo in front of him, so angry that the Three Corpse Gods were leaping, and veins bulged on his forehead.

Damn it, Ye Bufan hasn't even been dealt with yet, and now some damn Young Master Wang jumps out to mess things up?

Is his wife really this famous in Linjiang?

How can she have so many admirers?

Chen Hao's heart was instantly filled with a sense of crisis, and he vigilantly stared at the two ill-intentioned guys in front of him.

“Heh, how can a poor loser like you be worthy of Miss Tang's love?”

“Go take a piss and look at yourself! What kind of character are you?”

Wang Mo sneered, his words full of mockery, his eyes utterly disdainful.

Naturally, Wang Mo regarded Chen Hao as an insignificant nobody.

After all, this novel world only has Ye Bufan as the child of destiny. It's not like every random person is a hidden big shot, right?

“Wang Mo?”

“What, you want to steal a woman from me, Ye Bufan?”

“Haven't you learned your lesson from the last beating?”

Ye Bufan narrowed his eyes, coldly watching Wang Mo, who was jumping around like a clown.

Damn it, why does he run into this bastard rich second generation, Wang Mo, everywhere he goes?

Is he naturally antagonistic to this trash?

Others might worry about the power of the Wang Family behind Wang Mo, but Ye Bufan wasn't afraid at all.

He's just a useless, dissolute rich second generation—a mere clown.

“Steal a woman from you? Are you worthy?”

“Miss Tang Tang is beautiful and in the prime of her life. Is there anything wrong with me pursuing her?”

“Look at your shabby, stinking clothes. Does your whole outfit even cost a hundred yuan?”

“Someone of your caliber thinks he can gain Miss Tang's affection?”

“That's simply wishful thinking!”

Wang Mo sneered disdainfully, launching a direct, close-range attack.

“You're asking for death!”

Ye Bufan was instantly consumed by rage, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes. He threw a punch immediately, smashing hard into Wang Mo's chest!

This punch was powerful and heavy, infused with Ye Bufan's ten years of cultivation, and he held back nothing.

“System, hurry and use the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt for this young master!”

Wang Mo's face turned pale with fright, and he roared frantically in his mind.

Knowing all the plot details and understanding that Ye Bufan was a powerful martial artist with Huajin cultivation, Wang Mo didn't think he could withstand this guy's attack.

If he didn't resist, he was afraid Ye Bufan would kill him with a single punch!

“Ding! Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt successfully used. Duration: one hour...”

In the nick of time, the System successfully used the Martial Arts Experience Card Wang Mo had acquired previously, and Ye Bufan's fist arrived as expected.

A faint golden light spread around him, and Wang Mo was directly sent flying, his body tracing a parabola before crashing right in front of Liu Erya, who was gorging herself on the banquet food.

“Thud!”

Following the loud noise, various food scraps flew everywhere, splashing Liu Erya's entire fat face. This Miss Thousand-Jin was instantly dumbfounded and completely petrified.

Fortunately, Wang Mo had used the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt beforehand, gaining some protective ability, so he wasn't seriously injured.

In an instant, the entire venue erupted in an uproar.

Clearly, the way things had developed had completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

This guy named Ye Bufan actually dared to hit the Young Master of the Wang Family?

Good heavens, isn't he afraid of the Wang Family's retaliation?

“Seriously, is this Ye Bufan so brave?”

“This is Linjiang, and he dares to hit Young Master Wang?”

“Ye Bufan, Bufan [extraordinary]... Sure enough, you can tell this guy isn't simple just by his name!”

“The dignified Young Master of the Wang Family was punched and sent flying at a wedding? Now, the Wang Family's reputation is ruined.”

“This Wang Mo is also a brainless piece of trash, only knowing how to cause trouble for his father, Wang Tianhua. What a waste!”

...Listening to the discussions of the surrounding guests, Ye Bufan maintained a calm, indifferent expression, clapped his hands casually, his gaze holding three parts coldness, three parts disdain, and four parts carelessness.

Damn Young Master of the Wang Family!

I hit trash like this who doesn't know their place!

“You...”

“You're crazy! You actually dared to hit Young Master Wang!”

Tang Shan was both shocked and furious. He stretched out a trembling finger, pointing at Ye Bufan, filled with lingering fear.

Mumbling a curse under his breath, Tang Shan immediately left the stage and jogged over to Wang Mo.

“Young Master Wang, Young Master Wang, are you alright?”

Tang Shan looked anxious, continuously shaking Wang Mo's body, sweat pouring down his forehead.

The Wang Family is one of Linjiang's Six Great Families. If anything were to happen to Wang Mo here, their Tang Family would definitely face Wang Tianhua's insane retaliation.

After all, that man is famously protective of his own. Who in Linjiang's high society doesn't know how much Wang Tianhua dotes on his only son?

Wang Mo did not respond. He just lay there playing dead, communicating with the System internally.

“System, does this count as completing the villain role-playing plot?”

“Ding! System detected: Current plot restoration degree is 40%. The Host has not completed the role-playing mission...”

“The System is now issuing a punishment: Please, Host, forcibly kiss Liu Erya...”