Qin... Qin Heng had been this perverted his whole life?
Xi Zhiwen was stunned senseless by Qin Heng's earth-shattering words. Standing five steps away from Shen Minyi, he didn't know what to do with his hands or feet.
Strange thoughts kept popping into his head one after another: Kick Qin Heng...
But how was he supposed to kick him?
Shen Minyi lay on the ground, so furious he nearly spat blood.
His breathing was ragged, fury and fear tangling in his chest until his reason was scattered beyond repair.
Shen Minyi lost all restraint and screamed himself hoarse, "Qin Heng, do you think you're any different from me?!"
"You were born lowly, vile and vulgar, with a foster father as filthy as you are. Do you think the Chi family will accept you?"
Qin Heng answered without missing a beat, "I don't need a title."
Chi Ning:?
He looked at Qin Heng, who was spouting complete nonsense, his gaze drifting as he parted his lips blankly.
Qin Heng really knew how to piss people off.
Smiling, he said, "As long as he still likes me, I'm better than you."
Chi Ning gave a light cough.
Watching Shen Minyi's face turn liver-colored was satisfying, sure, but pissing someone to death was against the law.
He walked over, poked Qin Heng in the lower back, and said softly, "Stop fooling around."
As soon as he spoke, Qin Heng obediently straightened up. "What was he doing here?"
Chi Ning said, "Kidnapping, probably? He even brought five or six people with him, but I beat them all off."
Qin Heng raised his hand and smashed the rinsing cup he was holding beside Shen Minyi's cheek. His expression instantly darkened.
He didn't dare imagine what would have happened if Chi Ning couldn't fight and had