Qin Lang looked down at Nan Qiao, his eyes full of contempt, as if Nan Qiao were nothing but a scheming woman trying to crawl into his bed.

"Let me tell you, Young Mr. Qin wouldn't look twice at a scheming woman like you. Drop it! With your type, dreaming of getting close to Young Mr. Qin, he has better taste!"

Wang Bei clung to Qin Lang's arm, speaking sweetly, "Young Mr. Qin, let's go, or we'll ruin our eyes seeing people like her."

Qin Lang's feet seemed glued to the floor with 502 adhesive, unable to move.

"You go inside first; I have a few words to say to her."

Wang Bei: ??

"Young Mr. Qin, you aren't serious about her, are you?"

Nan Qiao: "Are you two putting on a comedy routine? You're back and forth, so enthusiastic; I think you both have paranoia! Are you money? Do people everywhere like you? I'm here to match keys - do you match?"

Wang Bei & Qin Lang: "..."

Instead of getting angry, Qin Lang laughed, sizing up Nan Qiao with interest: "Woman, you've successfully caught my attention."

Wang Bei: "..."

Qin Lang pushed Wang Bei aside and walked toward Nan Qiao.

Looking into her sparkling bright eyes, he reached out, intending to trap her against the wall.

The next moment...

Qin Lang let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Nan Qiao grabbed his arm and bent it back.

Crack, Qin Lang's arm snapped.

Wang Bei stood beside, startled by the scene.

How could such a soft-looking girl have such strength!

Qin Lang's face turned pale with pain, angrily cursing: "Bitch! How dare you break my arm, I'll make you pay!"

Wang Bei: "Young Mr. Qin, I'll take you to the hospital and then deal with this bitch."

Qin Lang pushed Wang Bei with his other arm, her body staggered backward uncontrollably, tumbling headfirst into the trash bin.

The filthy trash stained her clothes, almost causing Wang Bei to swear in anger.

With fierce anger, Qin Lang glared at Nan Qiao, and Nan Qiao pointed to the camera above: "I've already called the police; they'll be here soon. Young Mr. Qin, who is right or wrong, I believe the law will give us a fair judgment!"

Qin Lang's enraged fist swung toward Nan Qiao; before it could reach a strand of her hair, a large hand caught it.

Crack.

Qin Lang's wrist was twisted like a chicken's foot, making him scream in pain.

Li Yehan kicked him in the knee, forcing Qin Lang to kneel before Nan Qiao.

The thud sounded, making Wang Bei shiver.

Is Young Mr. Qin's kneecap okay?

Can his lower half still stand properly?

Is he going to become a cripple?

Wang Bei stood there, petrified.

She couldn't move, nor could she stay.

Having seen many people, especially accompanying Qin Lang to upscale events, she met men of power and authority often.

Though she couldn't talk, just from observing demeanor and dress, she could judge a person's capability.

Wang Bei knew Qin Lang was not in the same league as the commanding man before her.

At this moment, kneeling in pain, Qin Lang felt numb from agony.

"Damn you, you dare hit me; I'll see you rot in prison indeterminately! You won't survive in Jing City!"

Li Yehan: "Even your father wouldn't dare talk big in my presence; you being his son sure are impressive."

Qin Lang paused, clearer in pain, he was stunned by Li Yehan's words.

This person knows his father?

With such confidence, who on earth is he?

Unfamiliar with Li Yehan, Qin Lang naturally didn't know his identity; he also didn't realize he was kicking against a wall.

"Who are you!" Qin Lang cried out in pain.

"I've never seen you in elite circles; stop acting tough in front of me!"

Li Yehan surveyed him coldly: "Does the Qin family even have the qualifications to enter elite circles in Jing City?"

Li Yehan, uninterested in wasting words with such people, took out his phone and made a call, putting it on speaker.

Once connected, Qin Lang heard an incredibly familiar voice on the other end.

Unlike usual seriousness, the tone now was full of flattery and humility.

"Mr. Li? Is it really you calling yourself? What do you need? As long as I can do it, I'll spare no efforts!"

Qin Lang's mental world completely collapsed at this moment.

He realized he was finished!

Li Yehan offhandedly said: "Mr. Qin really raised such a well-mannered child."

Li Yehan hung up, his brows sharp.

Qin Lang looked around nervously, too shaken to speak.

Then, his pocket began to ring.

However, Mr. Qin's hands were rendered useless, unable to answer the phone.

Qin Lang yelled: "Bitch, come help me answer the phone quickly!"

Wang Bei, stunned by the scene, with her brain instructing one foot first, her body suggested the other foot first, almost led to a fall.

Stumbling with both hands and feet together, Wang Bei reached Qin Lang's side, squatted, took out his phone from his pocket, and helped him answer it.

Accidentally, the speaker was turned on.

"Qin Lang, you little bastard! What trouble have you caused for your old man? You dare offend Mr. Li! Where are you now? You better be ready when I get there; see if I don't beat you to death!"

"Dad, I..."

"What do you mean 'you'? Give the address; I'll be there soon with a 50-meter long sword, hurry up!"

Where would Qin Lang dare resist; he could only speak out the address.

He feared if his dad didn't come to save him, he'd perish here.

Mr. Qin hung up, and Wang Bei, holding Qin Lang's phone, her arrogance thoroughly extinguished.

Unlike Qin Lang's trembling fear, Li Yehan and Nan Qiao's interaction remained as good as ever.

"Qiaoqiao, it's too bloody here; wait for me in the car first." Today he wouldn't let the father and son off easily!

"Then come with me." Nan Qiao noticed someone was watching; the issue was likely leaked.

If it escalated, it might tarnish Li Yehan's image.

"Don't worry, today's event, no one will spread it."

Li Yehan's confident voice heightened Nan Qiao's curiosity.

Taking out her phone, she saw no signal.

Moreover, the onlookers were blocked by Old Liu and his men, along with the restaurant owner checking their phones.

Li Yehan's arrangements indeed assured peace, full of security.

Soon, Mr. Qin arrived.

Sweating profusely, seeing Li Yehan, Mr. Qin humbled to the extreme.

He went up and gave Qin Lang a resounding slap, the crisp sound followed by Qin Lang's quickly swelling face showed his strength.

"Mr. Li, Mrs. Li, I'm sorry, it's entirely my fault for failing to educate him properly. It's all my fault. If he clashed with you, it's his fault. Whatever the punishment, I'll abide by any decision."

Qin Lang: ??

"Dad, am I not your son anymore!"

Mr. Qin turned back, gritting his teeth: "You've caused such trouble, and dare ask such a naive question? Handle this properly, get Mr. Li and Mrs. Li to forgive you, or I'll cut ties!"

Qin Lang: "..."

With his arms almost torn away, what more could he do?

Should he kill himself?

Qin Lang was near tears.

Not only him, but Wang Bei was also about to cry.

Thinking she had snagged a soft target, only to hit a hard stone.

Couldn't buy the bag; her life seemed in peril.

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