Mu Qingcheng took a glass of red wine from a server's tray and walked straight toward Ye Bufan.
Surrounded by the crowd, Ye Bufan noticed Mu Qingcheng as well, and his eyes lit up.
His gaze fell on her exquisite legs wrapped in black stockings, and he swallowed.
He stepped forward, the corners of his lips curling into a confident smile.
"Qingcheng, long time no—"
Slap!!
Before he could finish the word "see," a crisp, resounding slap echoed through the hall.
The entire hall fell deathly silent.
Jiang Cheng, who had been watching Mu Qingcheng all along, was dumbfounded as well.
Wh-what... had just happened?
Wasn't she going over to expose him? Why had she started hitting him instead?
Tap~
"Senior, you flicked my forehead again."
Li Shiyao covered her forehead, looking puffed up with resentment in her eyes.
"Did it hurt?"
"Yes, but it won't hurt if Senior blows on it."
It was over. It was real.
Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and his head buzzed.
At that moment,
Ye Bufan tilted his head, a clear handprint appearing on his face, burning hot.
He turned back in confusion. "Qingcheng, you..."
The next second,
A glass of red wine was splashed across Ye Bufan's face, soaking him to the bone.
Jiang Cheng covered his face and began to feel a little sorry for Ye Bufan.
Who wouldn't be confused by this?!
"Who gave you permission to call me Qingcheng?"
Mu Qingcheng stared coldly at Ye Bufan, her face frosty.
"Does CEO Mu have some grudge against Young Master Ye?"
"But CEO Mu was still too impulsive. Young Master Ye has Old Master Lin behind him."
"CEO Mu has Young Master Jiang too!"
The crowd recovered from their shock and began whispering among themselves.
Quite a few people turned their gazes toward the corner and made way.
Uh...
There was something he didn't know whether he should say or not.
How the hell did this get dragged back to me? I'm exhausted.
At that moment, Ye Bufan noticed Jiang Cheng as well, and his eyes nearly burst into flames.
You again, Jiang Cheng!
Qingcheng must have been forced by this petty man. Using power to oppress others—what kind of hero was that?
At that thought, Ye Bufan's gaze at Mu Qingcheng became sympathetic.
He really wanted to hold Mu Qingcheng and tell her,
Times had changed. He, Ye Bufan, no longer feared the Jiang Family!
Looking at the hand Mu Qingcheng had used to hit him, Ye Bufan asked with concern,
"Qingcheng, is your hand all right?"
The crowd's mouths fell open wide enough to fit an egg, and they all sucked in a breath.
They looked at Ye Bufan with strange expressions. Damn, this guy was ruthless!
Even Mu Qingcheng froze for a moment, before her eyes filled with disgust and revulsion.
Ye Bufan ignored everyone's gazes. How could mere ants understand Qingcheng's love for him?
Although Qingcheng had hit him hard enough that his handsome face was still burning, he could feel the overflowing affection in it.
As the saying went, "A beating is affection, scolding is love."
It was clear just how deep Qingcheng's love for him was!
The next moment,
Ye Bufan's gaze suddenly turned icy as he stared fixedly at Jiang Cheng in the corner.
You dared force Qingcheng. You have chosen death!
Jiang Cheng: "*****"
Me? My mentality just collapsed!
I didn't do anything, and that idiot Protagonist hates me again?
Watching Ye Bufan approach him with a swollen face, Jiang Cheng was speechless.
Just then, two figures stepped in front of Ye Bufan.
Slap!!
Slap!!
Ye Bufan blankly felt the sensation of being attacked from both sides, not knowing what to think.
Rage churned in Li Shiyao's and Mu Qingcheng's eyes. This petty man actually wanted to harm the man they loved. His crimes were unforgivable.
"If you dare act recklessly again, don't blame us for calling the police."
Call the police?
That was it. Qingcheng and Shiyao had to be protecting me.
They were afraid I'd kill Jiang Cheng and be punished by Dragon Country's laws, so they were using this method to wake me up!
Ye Bufan suddenly understood. He had nearly fallen for Jiang Cheng's scheme.
He could not waste Qingcheng and Shiyao's good intentions.
"Jiang Cheng, do you dare compete with me in martial arts?"
The killing intent in Ye Bufan's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a provocative glare.
As long as Jiang Cheng dared agree, he would find an opportunity to cripple all four of his limbs.
"Brother Ye is right. Jiang Cheng, don't tell me you're scared?"
At that moment, Lin Tianba added fuel to the fire from the side.
Seeing two stunning beauties stand up for Jiang Cheng, his name had become "jealousy."
"Compete my ass! Ye Bufan, you bastard, do you think my Brother Cheng is someone a piece of trash like you can challenge?"
Lu Ming rushed out of the crowd, rolled up his sleeves, and pointed at Ye Bufan as he cursed him out.
"Look at that sorry state of yours—an ugly toad screwing a frog, ugly yet full of tricks!"
Jiang Cheng grabbed Lu Ming.
"Fine. I accept."
"Jiang Cheng!" "Senior!"
Li Shiyao and Mu Qingcheng both looked worried.
The crowd was shocked as well. They had never heard that Jiang Cheng practiced martial arts.
"But if you want to challenge me, you'll have to defeat my subordinate first."
Jiang Cheng spoke calmly. He was not a Martial Artist. Going up himself would be suicidal, wouldn't it?
Besides, what Young Master would personally enter the ring for no reason?
Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow at Ye Bufan.
Hmph~
What a crude man.
"A Long."
At his command, A Long stepped forward and flashed Ye Bufan a broad grin.
Ye Bufan sneered. Did being muscular mean he could fight?
Today, he would show them what true skill looked like!
On the second floor of the hall, Lin Chongwu quietly watched the scene unfold.
"Dad, should we go down and stop them? After all, the Jiang Family..."
Lin Pengwen frowned.
Lin Chongwu shook his head. He was just a bodyguard; the Jiang Family would not fall out with them over that.
"If you surrender now, I can consider crippling only one of your legs."
Ye Bufan clasped his hands behind his back and gave A Long an indifferent look.
In his eyes, dealing with a bodyguard would be easy with one hand.
Whoosh!
A sweeping kick answered him, carrying a faint whistle through the air.
"Just a—fuck!"
Ye Bufan was about to block it with one hand when he suddenly realized something was wrong. When A Long's sweeping kick was only three inches from his handsome face, its force abruptly increased.
Caught off guard,
Ye Bufan took the kick solidly. His blood and qi churned throughout his body as he staggered back several steps.
Damn it!
He had actually played dirty. According to Ye Bufan's plan, he should have been able to catch that kick with ease.
Who would have thought this bodyguard had hidden his strength and caught him off guard?
Jiang Cheng's lips curled up slightly at the sight.
With Ye Bufan's arrogant temperament, he would definitely underestimate his opponent at first. Next, he would try to save face by pretending to be relaxed and making threats.
"Cough, cough~ Not bad. You actually forced me to use one-thousandth of my strength. You can be considered an expert."
"But you won't have another chance!"
Ye Bufan hid his numb arm behind his back while crooking a finger with his other hand, his expression calm.
Bang!
Another powerful kick.
Ye Bufan used an Iron Mountain Lean to force the kick back, but because he had underestimated his opponent earlier, he did not feel good either.
Jiang Cheng shook his head. He clearly could have dodged it, yet he insisted on showing off in front of everyone.
Everything was going according to plan!
All that could be said was that Jiang Cheng was playing on another level.
He could not drag this out any longer...
Ye Bufan's eyes sharpened. What he wanted was an overwhelming victory!
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