Li Wenyang stood up and shouted.
Yang Wenlong stopped immediately.
âKid, are you looking for death?â
Yang Wenlong looked at him fiercely and walked over to him.
âDonât be rash. Do you know who Wenyangâs father is?â
Though Jiang Xueqing was familiar with some worldly ways, she had never seen anything like this before. When this happened, the sense of security that Zhao Jie gave her disappeared instantly.
It was Li Wenyang who was much better after all.
In this moment of panic, Jiang Xueqing had used Li Wenyangâs family background to scare him.
âHmph! Whoâs your father?â
Jiang Xueqing wanted to retort but her arm was tugged by Li Wenyang, indicating her to not speak.
âXueqing, I have long said that my father wonât interfere in my affairs anymore. Stand behind me. Itâs alright, I can take care of it!â Li Wenyang said.
âHuh? Are you sure, Wenyang?â
âStand behind me!â
Li Wenyang roared impressively at Jiang Xueqing.
Jiang Xueqing nodded her head heavily. Though she was yelled at, she felt a sense of security that she hadnât felt for a long time.
She obediently stood behind him.
âWenlong, is it? My name is Li Wenyang. I have a small company myself, and I know that you are quite famous. A godbrother of mine is from Jin Ling but he knows you as well!â Li Wenyang smiled with one hand in his pocket.
âOh?â Yang Wenlong pretended to be thunderstruck.
When Lin Xiaofeng saw how calm Li Wenyang was when faced with this situation, she liked him even more.
âYour godbrother knows me and heâs from Jin Ling? Whatâs his name?â Yang Wenlong asked after a pause.
âJin Biao. The gangs in Jin Ling and Ping An County call him Master Jin. Have you heard of him before?â Li Wenyang smiled.
âWhat? Jin Biao is your godbrother?â
Yang Wenlong paled instantly.
To be honest, his acting was pretty good.
âBullshit. Jin Biao is a well-known figure. How would you know someone from Jin Ling Group?â
Yang Wenlong said suspiciously.
Lin Xiaofeng was doubtful as well. She thought, Is Li Wenyang this impressive?
Was he really Jin Biaoâs godbrother?
âHaha, you donât believe me, do you? If you donât believe me, I can call him if you want to, and you can talk to him directly,â Li Wenyang said, then dialed Jin Biaoâs phone.
Of course, he had told Mr. Jin in advance and asked him to follow his lead and say something, mostly to teach his enemy a lesson.
Because Jin Biao didnât help him out last time, he wanted to help Li Wenyang this time to teach his enemy a lesson, so he promised.
âMr. Jin, are you busy? Iâm in a situation here⦠Oh, Iâm at Wishes Grand Hotel. A person named Yang Wenlong is trying to pick a fight!â
âWhat? Youâre nearby and youâre coming over?â
Li Wenyang was delighted.
They had agreed on the phone that Mr. Jin would support him by saying a few things to the other party.
He didnât expect Mr. Jin to come in person.
Then, he hung up the phone excitedly.
âIt really is Jin Biao!â
Yang Wenlong pretended to be in shock and acted like he was too scared to move.
The condition for acting with Li Wenyang was getting to know Jin Biao. After all, Yang Wenlong knew that Li Wenyangâs family was quite powerful.
Or else, he wouldnât have stayed around.
âHmph, are you afraid now?â Jiang Xueqing mocked.
They had just smashed her phone and she was still angry about it.
Later, the door of the private room was pushed open.
A youth wearing a suit and tie walked in.
âWhoâs making a scene?â he asked mildly. The young manâs eyes were like that of a hawk.
Yang Wenlong took one look at this young man and was startled. âIt really is you, Jin Biao. Ha, Iâm Yang Wenlong and I was just hanging around North Street! It was just a misunderstanding!â
Jin Biao had coincidentally been invited to a KTV nearby. Remembering how much help he had received from Li Wenyangâs family, he thought that it wouldnât hurt to help him out a bit.
So, he came over to take a look.
âHaha, I was just wondering what happened. Wenyang, are you hurt?â Jin Biao asked.
âIâm fine, Mr. Jin!â
Li Wenyang walked over to Jin Biao and lit a cigarette for him.
Jin Biao had only inhaled a few mouthfuls when the cigarette fell to the floor.
âMr. Jin, whatâs the matter?â Li Wenyang asked curiously.
âYouâre⦠youâre here?â Jin Biao looked at Chen Hao in shock, who was still in his seat.
He knew clearly who Chen Hao was. He was one of the few in Jin Ling Group that was familiar with Chen Hao.
Chen Hao didnât expect this honest and simple driver, Jin Biao, to be good friends with idle people like Li Wenyang.
âMmhmm!â
Chen Hao nodded.
Liu Meng, who was at the side, wanted to make himself known to Jin Biao. So, he went up to Jin Biao and said respectfully, âJin Biao, heâs the kid that we were supposed to beat up today!â
âWhat? You wanted to beat h-him up?â Jin Biaoâs face turned pale.
âHmph, Jin Biao, this boy wronged your godbrother. This is a slap in the face for me. Let me go over and beat him up!â
Yang Wenlong didnât understand what Jin Biaoâs expression meant.
He was about to act, but Jin Biao raised his foot first and kicked the eighty-pound Yang Wenlong away.
Yang Wenlong landed heavily on the floor.
âF*ck. How dare you say something impolite! Iâll kill you!â
As a driver, Jin Biao was one good fighter.
They were about to beat Young Master Chen up. Didnât it mean that he had to beat him up as well?
He was in trouble!
Li Wenyang was frightened. Didnât they agree that they were going to tell Yang Wenlong off? Why did he hit him?
âMr. Jin, what are you doing?â
Smack!
Jin Biao raised his hand and slapped Li Wenyangâs face ruthlessly.
âMotherf*cker, you have no idea what youâre getting yourself into!â
Then he kicked Li Wenyang away as well.
Jiang Xueqing and the others were all stunned.
âWhatâs the matter? Didnât Li Wenyang ask Mr. Jin to come? Why did he hit both Li Wenyang and Yang Wenlong?â
Lin Xiaofeng clutched her daughterâs hand tightly. She couldnât afford to tick any of them off.
Half of Li Wenyangâs face was swollen. âMr. Jin, why did you hit me?â
Feeling aggrieved, he wept.
He thought today would be a simple affair. He wanted Mr. Jin and Yang Wenlong to cooperate with him so that he could appear to be impressive, and also beat Chen Hao up.
But the result was, Yang Wenlong and he himself got beaten up.
Jin Biao ignored Li Wenyang. Stepping on his fingers, Jin Biao walked toward the crowd.
Lin Xiaofeng was scared to death. âMr. Jin, we didnât do you any wrong. What are you doing?â
Jin Biao had suddenly grabbed a bottle of red wine, and Jiang Xueqing was so frightened that she took a few steps backward.
He walked over to Chen Hao and wore a simple smile. âSo, youâre here! Please listen to me, it isnât what it seems to be!â he said, pouring wine for Chen Hao.
Then, Jin Biao kneeled in front of Chen Hao nervously.
âHuh? Whatâs going on?â
Everyone was shocked.