Chapter 228: Two hundred and twenty-eight, Lesson Chapter 228: Two hundred and twenty-eight, Lesson Liu Yiyi snorted coldly, “If you want to try, then try, are we afraid of you? Brother, teach her a lesson and let her know the consequences of offending us.”
Liu Wen Yue nodded slightly, took a step forward, and looked at Song Yan Ning with a cold sneer, “Little girl, you still have time to hand over the horse to us.”
“It’s already too late!” A chilling voice that sent shivers down one’s spine rang out from behind Liu Yiyi and Liu Wen Yue, causing both of them to shiver uncontrollably.
Qin Yushen walked beside Song Yan Ning, his icy gaze sweeping over Liu Wen Yue and Liu Yiyi.
“Qin… Mr. Qin…” Upon seeing Qin Yushen, Liu Wen Yue’s face changed, and he couldn’t help but tremble. Everyone knew that in Beijing, the last person you wanted to provoke was Qin Yushen.
“We’re here too.” Qu Lingfeng and the others also came over.
When Liu Yiyi saw Qin Yushen, her eyes immediately showed admiration, “Mr. Qin, I’m Liu Yiyi, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” She had long admired Qin Yushen and didn’t expect to meet him today.
Liu Wen Yue pulled Liu Yiyi by the hand. At a time like this, she still had time to be lovesick. If their family found out that they had offended Qin Yushen, they would surely be expelled from the family. It wasn’t just Qin Yushen—anyone here was not someone the Liu family could afford to offend.
“Mr. Qin! It was a misunderstanding just now; we didn’t know she was your friend; we are really sorry!” Liu Wen Yue bowed apologetically to Qin Yushen. If he had known the little girl was Qin Yushen’s friend, even if he had a hundred times the courage, he wouldn’t dare to snatch her horse, let alone threaten her.
“A misunderstanding? Hmph!” Qin Yushen let out a cold laugh and kicked Liu Wen Yue, sending him flying. To dare threaten his Xiao Ning, sparing him was already showing restraint.
“Mr. Qin, how can you hit my brother?” Liu Yiyi looked at Qin Yushen reproachfully. Qin Yushen was the idol in her heart, and although he looked handsome even when hitting someone, he was hitting her brother.
Qin Yushen waved a hand and Liu Yiyi was also sent flying. He didn’t like hitting women, but those who bullied Xiao Ning were an exception.
“Cool!” Qu Lingfeng and the others laughed and gave Qin Yushen a thumbs-up.
“Brother, he hit me; it hurts so much, wah~” Liu Yiyi cried out in distress. She had never been hit by anyone in her life.
Lying on the ground, Liu Wen Yue curled up in pain, hearing Liu Yiyi’s crying, he wished he could go up to her and slap her several times. She had the nerve to cry when it was her fault for causing trouble. How could he provoke Qin Yushen if it weren’t for her?
Fang Jingxing walked over to Liu Wen Yue, kicked him lightly, and said, “Let me tell you something.”
Liu Wen Yue, enduring the pain, nodded.
“Do you know who the girl you bullied is?” Fang Jingxing revealed a devilish smile.
Liu Wen Yue shook his head. If he had known, how could he possibly have snatched her horse? He was already regretting it to the depths of his soul.
“Her surname is Song; she’s Mr. Song’s most beloved granddaughter. I wonder what Mr. Song’s reaction will be when he learns about this incident? I’m so looking forward to it!” Fang Jingxing laughed mischievously and walked toward Qin Yushen and the others.
Liu Wen Yue’s face turned ashen in an instant, his eyes filled with fear. This time he was finished, having offended not just the Qin family but also the Song family.
After Song Yan Ning and her group left, Liu Yiyi stopped crying and sat up from the ground, walked over to Liu Wen Yue, and looked at him with a mix of anger and aggrievement, “Brother, my face is all swollen, let’s go tell grandfather.”
Liu Wen Yue, enduring the pain, got up from the ground and gave Liu Yiyi a harsh slap, shouting angrily: “You idiot!” How could he have such a clueless sister? Go to grandfather? Did she not see who they had offended this time? Not getting beaten upon their return would already be fortunate.
Song Yufeng looked at the time, his heart filled with anxiety, “Why hasn’t Xiao Lan returned yet? Could something have happened?”
He took out his cell phone and dialed Xiao Lan, “The number you have dialed is powered off, please…”
“How could it be powered off? Could it really be something wrong?” Song Yufeng put away his phone, stood up, put on his clothes, and walked outside.
Upon leaving the house, Song Yufeng drove around the places Xiao Lan often visited, yet he couldn’t find her anywhere. His heart grew even more anxious.
After some thought, he drove towards the police station.
“I want to report a missing person; my wife has disappeared,” Song Yufeng burst into the station and anxiously exclaimed.
“When did she go missing?”
“She went out at noon and hasn’t returned. I’ve looked everywhere and even called her phone, but it’s turned off,” Song Yufeng rapidly explained the situation.
“I’m sorry, but we can’t file a report if your wife hasn’t been missing for 24 hours.”
“But she’s gone,” Song Yufeng said, frustrated and desperate.
“I can’t do anything about it; we have our regulations.”
Song Yufeng thought for a moment, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number, “Director Li, hello! This is Song Yufeng. I need to ask you for a favor.”
“Go ahead.”
Song Yufeng went over the situation again.
“Sorry, but I can’t help you with this. You know we have our rules.”
Song Yufeng hung up the phone, made another call, and was again refused for the same reason. Angrily, he shoved the phone into his pocket and strode out of the police station. In the past, a single word from him would have had countless people scrambling to do him a favor. But now, when he tried to call for help, no one would even bother with him. He realized that people’s previous treatment of him had been due solely to his status; without it, he was nothing.
Song Yufeng drove aimlessly through the streets, passed by a clubhouse, and spotted a familiar figure. He immediately pulled over.
On a closer look, it was undoubtedly Xiao Lan. At the moment, she was cozying up to a slightly overweight man, both looking quite jovial.
Fury rose in Song Yufeng’s eyes as he burst out of the car and quickly approached them, pointing at the man beside Xiao Lan he demanded, “Who is he?!”
Seeing Song Yufeng, Xiao Lan’s face showed no signs of panic or guilt; she calmly responded, “What does that have to do with you?” She needed money now, and since Song Yufeng had nothing left, she had to find a way with someone else.
“So, it’s Mr. Song, oh, I forgot, you’re not Mr. Song anymore, hahaha…” The man openly sneered at Song Yufeng.
“You!” Song Yufeng was so angry his face turned ashen. He had never suffered such humiliation.
“Move aside. You and I have nothing to do with each other anymore. Don’t come looking for me in the future.” Xiao Lan pushed Song Yufeng away and left with the man.
“Why? Weren’t you the one who always said you loved me?” Song Yufeng stared at Xiao Lan’s retreating figure, his face full of anger and bitterness. She had been tender and caring to him that very morning, and now she was treating him like this.