Chapter 1717 - 1657: A Foul Mouth Deserves a Beating (Part 2)

Chapter 1717 -1657: A Foul Mouth Deserves a Beating (Part 2)

Zhou Xiyun walked over with a grim expression, and Wang Cong immediately said, “Song Xiaodong, let us handle this matter.”

Zhao Xiaofei also hurriedly said, “Yes, yes, don’t make things worse.”

Qi Lanqin said, “This thing with my brother…”

Zhao Xiaofei immediately interrupted Qi Lanqin, saying, “Lanqun, thank you so much. We’ve been so grateful for your help. We can’t let you get into more trouble because of us. As your good sister, I can’t let our interests hurt you. So let’s not get involved in this anymore.”

Qi Lanqin couldn’t help but smile bitterly at Song Xiaodong, who also found it both funny and annoying. These three did not mean to look down on them; they were simply intimidated by Zhou Xiyun’s family background.

What they didn’t know was that no matter how strong the Zhou Family was, they were just a local family. Song Xiaodong’s Su Family, albeit also a local family, was formidable enough to compare to the major families in Beijing, much less the likes of the Zhou Family.

Chapter 1658

Zhou Xiyun walked over, and Wu Baoxin hurried to contact Director Chen, while Kang Xiaohui and Wang Bing followed Zhou Xiyun, coldly observing Song Xiaodong and his group.

Liu Caiyou took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said, “Young Master Zhou, we’re truly sorry. We failed to recognize Mount Tai and offended you. Now we apologize and will leave Kun City immediately. We won’t continue in the bike-sharing business.”

Zhou Xiyun looked at Liu Caiyou, his expression darkening, and said, “Do you think you can just walk away and have everything be fine?”

People tend to overstep their bounds. Once Liu Caiyou and his companions lowered their stance, Zhou Xiyun immediately became arrogant.

Liu Caiyou said, “Young Master Zhou, if you have any demands, please let us know, and we’ll surely meet them.”

Zhou Xiyun snorted and said, “I couldn’t care less about you small fry. I just find that bastard unpleasant to look at.” As he said this, he pointed at Song Xiaodong.

Wang Cong quickly chimed in, saying, “Song Xiaodong stood up for us, and that’s why he offended Young Master Zhou, so the root of this issue lies with us. Whatever it is, we’ll take responsibility.”

Zhou Xiyun glared and said, “You think you can just take responsibility? Who do you think you are?”

Kang Xiaohui became even more arrogant, poking Wang Cong’s chest twice with a disdainful look and said, “Kid, in front of Young Master Zhou, you’re not even a fart. Whatever Young Master Zhou decides to do, it’s not your place to interfere. Just behave and stay aside.”

Wang Cong and Liu Caiyou tried to maintain their composure, but being insulted in such a manner was utterly humiliating for them as men. Still, facing such power, even if they felt humiliated, they had no choice but to endure it.

Zhao Xiaofei forced a smile, trying to use her womanly charms, and said, “Young Master Zhou, you’re such an important person. Why bother with us? Please be generous and let us off.”

Zhou Xiyun snorted, his gaze shifting to Qi Lanqin and Feng Kexin beside Song Xiaodong. Then he shook the wine glass in his hand, saying slowly, “It’s not impossible for us to let you go. It depends on whether you behave.”

Zhao Xiaofei quickly said, “Young Master Zhou, speak your mind. We’ll do everything we can to meet your demands.”

“Really? Can you really make the call?” Zhou Xiyun felt in control now, his tone less angry.

With his attitude seemingly softened, Zhao Xiaofei and the others thought he was easy to negotiate with. Zhao Xiaofei quickly said, “Yes, yes, I can make the call.”

Zhou Xiyun signaled Kang Xiaohui with his eyes, and the lackey immediately understood, giving a sinister smile and said, “Our Young Master Zhou is gracious. Counting on you little people just tarnishes his reputation. If you want to satisfy Young Master Zhou, it’s simple.”

Zhao Xiaofei breathed a secret sigh of relief and said, “Please, go on!”

Kang Xiaohui squinted his eyes and said, “Why don’t the two of them accompany Young Master Zhou for a couple of drinks, and this matter will be over.”

“Have a couple of drinks…” Zhao Xiaofei hesitated, thinking it was just a party, so drinking wasn’t a big deal, and said, “No problem, no problem.”

Kang Xiaohui chuckled and said, “Our Young Master Zhou doesn’t like noisy environments. He likes style, so drinking requires a quiet place. Let’s…”

Song Xiaodong had already walked up to Kang Xiaohui, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said, “For a man, having ambition is a good thing. But if you only aspire to be a lackey, that’s not a man.”

“What did you say? Do you know who you’re talking to?” Kang Xiaohui glared.

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly again and said, “Being a lackey isn’t easy. Sometimes you need to check whether the thigh you’re clinging to is strong enough.”

Kang Xiaohui looked at Song Xiaodong as if he was an idiot, saying, “You actually dare say Young Master Zhou’s thigh isn’t strong enough? Then I’m curious, who do you think has strong thighs?”

Song Xiaodong smiled nonchalantly and said, “At least I think he’s not qualified.”

Zhou Xiyun, with a grim face, said, “Alright, you’ve really angered me now. Boy, you’ll learn how severe the consequences are for infuriating me.”

Song Xiaodong looked at Zhou Xiyun and said, “No one in this world dares to even think about my woman. If anyone tries, the consequences will be severe.”

Feng Kexin and Qi Lanqin, each holding Song Xiaodong’s arms, looked at Zhou Xiyun with unfriendly eyes. The earlier demand made by Kang Xiaohui was clearly an insult they couldn’t ignore.

The Dragon Princess cannot be insulted.

Zhao Xiaofei saw both sides on the verge of breaking out again and was anxious, whispering to Qi Lanqin, “Lanqun, it’s just a couple of drinks. It’s not a big deal. Let’s not provoke them.”

Qi Lanqin resolutely shook her head and said, “The only person who can make me drink with him, apart from my brother, is no one else.”

“You…” Zhao Xiaofei pulled a bitter face, feeling that Qi Lanqin’s words were too grand and stubborn.

Zhou Xiyun also heard Qi Lanqin’s words, and he sneered, “Alright then, let’s see how this plays out. I’ll make sure you obediently drink with me and climb into my bed, serving me quietly…”

“Slap!”

A loud slap resounded.

But the one who struck wasn’t Song Xiaodong; it was Feng Kexin, her face tense, her eyes blazing with anger and authority.

Zhou Xiyun was stunned by the slap, holding the side of his face that was struck, staring fiercely at Feng Kexin.

Feng Kexin coldly said, “A young master of such a prestigious family, spewing filth, deserves to be slapped!”

Kang Xiaohui pointed at Song Xiaodong and others and shouted, “You… you dared to hit Young Master Zhou! You’re dead! You’re dead!”

Wang Cong, Liu Caiyou, and Zhao Xiaofei were all pale with fear, the situation escalating drastically. Even Young Master Zhou got hit; considering the vast influence of Zhou’s family made them feel chills, fearing this might indeed be their end.

At this time, Wu Baoxin and Director Chen happened to walk over, witnessing Feng Kexin slap Zhou Xiyun.

Wu Baoxin’s heart skipped a beat, and he bitterly said to Director Chen, “Director Chen, this is trouble.”

Director Chen’s expression barely changed, then he lightly shook his head, saying, “Not necessarily. Zhou Xiyun… can’t provoke this one!”