"Sun Feng, let go of ! I won't go with you, let go of , you bastard..."
Su Qian struggled desperately, but in the end, her efforts were in vain against soone much stronger.
The whole process saw her being dragged out of the private room by her hair by Sun Feng.
The four elders in the room turned a blind eye to this.
"What's wrong, feeling sorry for your daughter?" Wen Lan crossed her legs, the fat on her face trembling slightly, her lips curling into a mocking smile.
Hearing this, Su Yaoshu imdiately forced a smile and said, "Just an unruly wild girl, why would I feel sorry for her? I'm more concerned about your hand, madam. Is it hurting from the slap? Here, let blow on it for you, honey."
Upon these words, Sun Zhaohai, sitting nearby, couldn't help but twitch his eye.
No wonder Su Yaoshu could be so successful.
It's not without reason.
With such a servile posture, one would be hard-pressed to find another man like him in all of Jiangcheng.
In ancient tis, Han Xin endured humiliation to beco a great general.
Today, Su Yaoshu swallows his pride to beco Jiangcheng's top son-in-law.
Sun Zhaohai questioned himself, wondering if even at his lowest point, he could ever serve a woman weighing over two hundred pounds like Wen Lan.
This is what they an by having perspective, and Su Yaoshu defines it.
While Sun Zhaohai was reflecting, the private room door burst open with a bang.
A furious Qin Chuan appeared before everyone's eyes.
Scanning the room, Qin Chuan's gaze landed on Sun Zhaohai: "Where's Qianqian?"
He didn't know Su Yaoshu, nor had he ever seen Wen Lan.
Among those present, he only recognized Sun Zhaohai.
Moreover, Sun Zhaohai, being Sun Feng's father and one of the masterminds behind this, was naturally the one he'd turn to for answers.
"Are you Qin Chuan?" Su Yaoshu stood up at this mont, his nearly six-foot fra and habit of maintaining a good physique giving off an understated air of authority.
"Are you Su Yaoshu?" Qin Chuan asked.
"It seems you have so insight. Yes, I am Su Qian's father, Su Yaoshu."
With his hands behind his back, Su Yaoshu adopted a commanding posture: "Today is our Su..."
"Hmm?" Before Su Yaoshu could finish his sentence, Wen Lan shot him a sidelong glance.
Su Yaoshu's eye twitched, and he imdiately corrected himself: "Today is a family banquet for the Wen and Sun families, nothing to do with you outsiders..."
Qin Chuan couldn't be bothered with his nonsense. With a swift move, he approached and effortlessly lifted him off the ground.
If Su Yaoshu had been a halfway decent father, out of respect for Su Qian, Qin Chuan might not have been so rough with him.
Unfortunately, the information Li Qinyi provided had already painted a clear picture of Su Yaoshu's character.
A man who abandoned his wife for wealth and let his young daughter grow up amidst gossip.
Had he simply walked away, leaving each other alone, that would have been the end of it.
But this heartless man even resorted to selling his daughter for glory.
A man at this point, what's the use of his manhood?
He might as well beco a eunuch sooner rather than later.
"Wh-what are you doing, let go, let go of !" Su Yaoshu was terrified, his face turning pale.
He never expected Qin Chuan to be so unreasonable, resorting to violence right away.
After all, he and Su Qian still had so sort of relationship; surely that made him at least a half father-in-law to Qin Chuan?
How could he dare treat him like this?
"I'll ask you just once, where's Qianqian?" Qin Chuan enunciated each word, his tone powerful and clear.
"Where my daughter is has nothing to do with..."
Su Yaoshu was still trying to argue, but Qin Chuan, uninterested in his bluster, casually tossed him aside. With a thud, Su Yaoshu was thrown into a corner of the room.
"Ouch..." Su Yaoshu clutched his chest, gasping for air painfully, feeling as if his insides had shattered.
On the other side, Qin Chuan, employing the sa technique, lifted Sun Zhaohai.
Slightly smaller in stature than Su Yaoshu, Sun Zhaohai dangled helplessly in midair like a frail chick.
"I'll ask you again, where's Qianqian?" Qin Chuan exuded a fierce presence, startling Sun Zhaohai with just a gaze, leaving him trembling all over.
However, being a leader of so sort, Sun Zhaohai had seen so turbulence and imdiately threatened Qin Chuan: "Qin Chuan, do you know what you're doing, assaulting a governnt..."
"Nonsense!"
Qin Chuan swiftly cut him off, casually tossing him towards the corner where Su Yaoshu was.
Suddenly, Su Yaoshu, having just caught his breath, opened his eyes to see a shadow flying towards him.
For a mont, he thought a big black rat was drifting by.
Before he could see clearly, he was hit again, feeling as if his body had shattered completely, he fainted away.
Accustod to ordering people around, Gao Cuifen couldn't stand this. She cursed loudly and walked toward Qin Chuan.
"You rural bastard, after hitting my son, now you hit my husband. Do you know who we are...?"
In response to Gao Cuifen's invective, Qin Chuan didn't bother with restraint, giving her a backhanded slap.
The pampered lady, as weak as paper, flew in a graceful arc in the air and landed in the sa corner where Su Yaoshu had collapsed.
This ti, Su Yaoshu didn't even open his eyes, only feeling like a giant iron hamr smashed into him.
Just a reflexive twitch later, he passed out again.
With a murderous look in his eyes, Qin Chuan then turned to the over two hundred pound Wen Lan.
No need to ask, just from her build, he knew this was Wen Lan, the eldest daughter of the Wen Family and the real power behind Silver Fox Comrce Association.
Qin Chuan observed Wen Lan closely.
Raised within Silver Fox Comrce Association, even now Wen Lan maintained her composure.
So Qin Chuan thought.
What he didn't know was that Wen Lan was already swallowing hard out of fear, her heart caught in her throat.
But because of her size, her neck didn't show any swallowing actions.
As for why she appeared so calm,
It was because her legs were trembling so much out of fear she couldn't move even if she wanted to.
However, as soon as she spoke, she revealed her true cowardly nature: "Y-you-you..."
"I thought you were the toughest one here, but it turns out, your bones are the softest of all, fatty?"
Qin Chuan laughed incredulously, darting forward to grab Wen Lan by the collar.
He underestimated her weight, and for the first ti, couldn't lift her.
"How much food do you waste in a day?" Qin Chuan shook his head, then exerted force to finally lift her up.
Terrified, Wen Lan's rolls of fat quivered. Before Qin Chuan could speak, she quickly said, "Don't, don't hit . I'll talk, I'll say everything. That little bitch Su Qian was taken by Sun Feng to the hotel upstairs, room number 1818..."
"Fine, I won't hit you."
The veins on Qin Chuan's arms bulged as he hoisted Wen Lan, over two hundred pounds, high into the air, and with a swift kick, launched her toward the corner where Su Yaoshu lay.
Just as Su Yaoshu's eyes began to open, he suddenly sensed darkness: "Why'd it go dark?"
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