**Chapter 899: Mr. Tom**
Meng Xiaxia didn’t hesitate any longer. She immediately called Mr. Tom—she was going to make him come and settle this for her!
After hanging up, she glared at Li Se and Qiao Weiwei with venom in her eyes. **"Mr. Tom is on his way. You two shameless bastards are going to pay dearly for this…"**
Before she could finish her threat—
*Slap!*
Li Se smacked her across the face, displeased. **"Who gave you the right to call us shameless?"**
Meng Xiaxia had now been slapped twice—once on each side of her face. She was practically foaming at the mouth with rage.
The onlookers gasped. Given Qiao Weiwei’s status, things weren’t so straightforward. If Qiao Weiwei hadn’t been here, this guy would’ve been finished.
But Mr. Tom’s status was even more prestigious. With billions in assets, both his social standing and influence far surpassed Qiao Weiwei’s. Many believed that Qiao Weiwei’s position as president of the Muzi Chamber of Commerce was only possible because of some powerful backing. But even then, whoever was behind her might not dare to challenge Mr. Tom directly.
*Tap, tap, tap…*
Just then, footsteps echoed.
A middle-aged foreign man strode over, flanked by a group of suited bodyguards.
This man was none other than Mr. Tom himself.
**"Godfather!"** Meng Xiaxia’s voice turned sickly sweet the moment she saw him. That single word—*godfather*—was so syrupy it could’ve melted the bones of everyone nearby.
Many silently cursed. *Damn, that’s disgusting.*
**"Xiaxia, what happened? Who bullied you?"** Mr. Tom asked with a smile.
**"Look at my face…"** Meng Xiaxia sobbed.
The moment Mr. Tom saw the two bright red slap marks on her cheeks, his expression darkened. **"Who? Who dared to lay a hand on my goddaughter?!"**
**"It was them!"** Meng Xiaxia pointed at Li Se and Qiao Weiwei, her voice icy.
When Mr. Tom’s gaze landed on Qiao Weiwei, his eyes flickered with interest. But with his goddaughter present, he couldn’t show too much enthusiasm. Instead, he scowled. **"Kneel. Apologize to my goddaughter. Then obey whatever demand she makes!"**
**"Mr. Tom, I am the president of the Muzi Chamber of Commerce—"** Qiao Weiwei began.
**"I don’t care what chamber of commerce you’re from!"** Mr. Tom cut her off, his tone domineering. **"If you bullied my goddaughter, you *will* pay the price!"**
The crowd sighed. Even as the president of the Muzi Chamber, Qiao Weiwei was still outmatched by Mr. Tom. There was no way she’d leave unscathed today.
And honestly, it made sense. They had *slapped* Meng Xiaxia. If Mr. Tom didn’t stand up for his goddaughter now, who would want to be his "goddaughter" in the future?
**"You’ve got some nerve, hitting Mr. Tom’s goddaughter. Who gave you the right?"**
**"Hah, you think just because you run some chamber of commerce, you can do whatever you want?"**
**"In front of Mr. Tom, your little chamber is nothing!"**
**"Just kneel and apologize already. Let Miss Meng decide how to deal with you."**
**"Personally, I think this beauty should spend a few nights ‘apologizing’ to Mr. Tom…"**
The entourage behind Mr. Tom sneered and mocked without restraint. They didn’t care who Qiao Weiwei was—as long as she wasn’t more powerful than Mr. Tom, she wasn’t worth their respect.
Li Se frowned at their words. He glanced at Mr. Tom and said coolly, **"So you’re Mr. Tom? Tell your goddaughter to kneel and eat that cake off the floor right now. Otherwise, don’t blame me for the consequences."**
The crowd was stunned.
*Is this guy insane?*
*He dares to act this arrogant in front of Mr. Tom?!*
*Does he even know who he’s dealing with?*
Everyone was in disbelief. Li Se wasn’t just disrespecting Mr. Tom—he was practically spitting in his face! This level of audacity would cost him dearly.
Mr. Tom himself was momentarily speechless. He hadn’t expected Li Se to speak to him like this. His face darkened. **"Boy, do you have a death wish?"**
**"Whether I do or not isn’t the issue. But your health isn’t looking great."**
Li Se flicked a business card at Mr. Tom. **"I’m from Jishi Traditional Medicine Clinic. If you have time, come by for a checkup."**
*Holy shit!*
The crowd was floored.
*Did he just call Mr. Tom sick?!*
**"You’ve got some nerve, saying Mr. Tom is sick!"**
**"If this guy walks out of here unharmed today, I’ll change my last name to his!"**
**"He’s insane. Absolutely insane. Does he not know who Mr. Tom is?"**
**"The heavens spare those who repent, but not those who seek death."**
To most, Li Se had crossed a line he couldn’t come back from. No matter what the Muzi Chamber or Qiao Weiwei did, they wouldn’t be able to save him now.
**"How dare you?!"** Meng Xiaxia shrieked. **"How dare you speak to my godfather like that?! Kneel right now and lick that cake off the floor!"**
Mr. Tom was trembling with rage. No one had ever dared to speak to him like this. It was outright blasphemy.
Li Se, however, acted as if Meng Xiaxia hadn’t even spoken. He smiled at Mr. Tom. **"Don’t doubt me. My medical skills are very reliable."**
Then he turned to Meng Xiaxia. **"Hurry up and eat that cake. I hate wastefulness."**
Even now, he was still spouting such arrogant words.
The crowd didn’t know what to say. Being bold once was one thing, but this guy just kept digging his own grave.
Meng Xiaxia was livid. How could this bastard still act so brazenly in front of Mr. Tom? She tugged at Mr. Tom’s sleeve. **"Godfather, look at him! He doesn’t respect you at all!"**
Mr. Tom’s voice was ice. **"Men!"**
A group of security guards in uniforms rushed over. Since this commercial event was organized by Mr. Tom, all the security personnel were his people.
**"Pin this brat to the ground and make him eat every last crumb of that cake!"** Mr. Tom ordered, enunciating each word slowly.
Then he turned to Qiao Weiwei, a cold smirk twisting his lips. **"I don’t care what chamber of commerce you run. Tonight, you’re going to wash up, come to my room, and serve me well. If you please me, I might let your little slap on my goddaughter slide."**