Chapter 14

Everyone in the venue was drawn over, watching in silence.

Pei Yan rushed forward and grabbed the blond-haired guy by the collar. "You motherf—"

Before he could finish, Cheng Yu grabbed him by the collar and hauled him back.

"No need." Cheng Yu patted Pei Yan on the shoulder and casually glanced at the blond guy's sports car. "The car's too ugly. I refuse."

Chapter 14

The blond guy's expression changed. He gave a contemptuous laugh, ran his tongue along the inside of his cheek, and smoothed back his hair. Turning around, he spread his hands and shrugged at the gang of hangers-on behind him, sticking out his tongue in a mocking face. Only after successfully provoking their jeers and laughter did he swagger back, stepping right up to Cheng Yu. Looking down at Cheng Yu, who was half a head shorter than him, he smugly threatened, "Ugly or not, it's still a sports car. A grown man's toy. A little princess like you, who hasn't even weaned yet, has no right to own one."

"Oh, right. Do you even know how to start a car? Can you work a steering wheel? Can you tell the gas pedal from the brake?" Before Cheng Yu could answer, the blond guy slapped his forehead in feigned realization and said loudly, "Look at my memory. You like racing go-karts, right? That should count as some experience. Princess Qianqian, just wait patiently—"

As he spoke, the blond guy reached out to pat Cheng Yu on the shoulder. Cheng Yu caught his wrist and twisted it hard.

"Gah!" The blond guy's body was twisted so badly that half of him bent sideways, and he nearly dropped to his knees. The onlookers were also stunned by Cheng Yu's swift, clean grappling move. Instinctively, they wanted to cheer.

The blond guy had not expected to lose so much face in front of everyone. His face flushed red as he shouted, "Cheng Yu, let me go already!"

Cheng Yu sneered and raised his foot, kicking the blond guy hard in the ass. The blond guy stumbled forward two steps before managing to get back on his feet.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You hit people when you can't win an argument!" The blond guy got up, rubbing his butt as he cursed, "That's so uncivilized!"

Cheng Yu flexed his wrist with one fist clenched and said casually, "You were acting so eager for it, I thought you liked it."

"You—" The blond guy was left speechless. He took several deep breaths before recovering and sneering, "You're just jealous, that's all. Princess Qianqian, under eighteen, no driver's license, and not allowed to drive on the road."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became. He backed up to the sports car and opened the passenger door, laughing wildly. "Are you really not going to reconsider? My passenger seat only ever carries women, but Princess Qianqian, you're different. If you're willing to sit in it, I can make an exception for you."

"Ooh! Ho! Ho!" The blond guy's friends clapped and whistled, gathering behind him and shouting, "Qianqian! Qianqian! Qianqian! Qianqian!"

He Chengye watched in confusion and could not help edging closer to Zhou Boyuan to ask quietly, "What exactly is the grudge between them? Why are all these boys calling Cheng Yu Princess Qianqian?"

Because Pei Yan followed Cheng Yu around every day, Zhou Boyuan had heard quite a few stories about Cheng Yu. Hearing He Chengye's question, he explained in a low voice, "It happened years ago. Cheng Yu had just started middle school and had transferred to Yanjing from his hometown. On the first day of school, he caused a sensation across the whole campus. Supposedly, he got enough love letters to fill sacks. That blond kid is Wu Zhengtao, two grades above Cheng Yu. The girl he liked was one of the girls who wrote Cheng Yu love letters. That's why Wu Zhengtao couldn't stand him. After school, he even gathered a bunch of classmates and cornered Cheng Yu at the back gate."

In the end, the whole group could not beat Cheng Yu alone. Apparently, even at that young age, Cheng Yu fought viciously. He carried a butterfly knife on him, and his punches were heavy and brutal. He single-handedly took down a bunch of ninth-grade boys who only knew how to jeer and imitate Fragrant City movies.

Wu Zhengtao was beaten black and blue, but he refused to accept it. When he returned to school the next day, he spread the nickname "Princess Qianqian" everywhere. The point was to mock Cheng Yu for having a pretty, feminine-looking face.

He Chengye still did not quite understand. "Then why Princess Qianqian?"

"Because he's the second young master of C&C Jewelry."

At that point, Zhou Boyuan hesitated. In the end, unable to suppress his burning curiosity, he leaned close and whispered to He Chengye, "...Don't be fooled by how pretty Cheng Yu looks. He's seriously good at fighting. And he has no sense of restraint when he throws a punch. A few days ago, he got into a fight with my cousin and nearly got someone killed."

The key was that after causing such a huge mess, Pei Yan could still shamelessly trail after Cheng Yu, lowering himself at every turn. That was a skill no ordinary person could help but admire.

He Chengye nodded, his gaze drifting unconsciously toward Cheng Yu. He could actually somewhat understand Pei Yan's choice. After all, boys as pretty and clean as Cheng Yu, without the slightest trace of effeminacy or cosmetic softness, were truly rare. Especially since Cheng Yu was young but had an extremely powerful presence and a uniquely distinctive air. Just standing there, he was dazzling. Otherwise, he would not have drawn everyone's attention the moment he entered the venue, including these barely-grown brats in front of him—

He Chengye discreetly glanced at the blond guy. If he had not been mistaken, when Cheng Yu first came in, Wu Zhengtao and his friends had been testing their cars on the other side of the venue. They were all novices who had only recently gotten their licenses. They wanted to show off but had no real skill, so all they could do was make a racket and give everyone a headache. That was why He Chengye remembered them. He had not expected them to cross half the venue just to humiliate Cheng Yu.

—Leaving aside how sharp Wu Zhengtao's eyes were, to spot Cheng Yu the instant he entered amid such a huge venue and such a dense crowd. That childish behavior of jumping around and inviting a beating was less of a provocation than an attempt to make Cheng Yu notice him.

Many people shared He Chengye's thoughts. Though they looked down on Wu Zhengtao and his childish gang, they were happy to watch these brats flirt with a lofty beauty in such a melodramatic scene. Sharing the same wicked amusement, they wanted to see how this beautiful little brother, who acted so arrogant, would strike back against such provocation.

If they started fighting on the spot... Some members could no longer hold back and took out their phones and DSLR cameras. Clearly, they were eager for the spectacle to get bigger.