At the dining table, Wu Xiaoru, Wu Yong, Wu Xiaoru’s mother Zhang Yulian, and a man Zhang Xiaoshan had never t before were seated.
The man had a lopsided, unattractive face and was quite bald. He looked to be about thirty-five years old.
When Wu Xiaoru saw Zhang Xiaoshan, her expression faltered, and her lips trembled as if she wanted to say sothing. However, she ended up saying nothing.
Instead, it was Wu Xiaoru’s brother Wu Yong, who was the first to sneer at Zhang Xiaoshan.
"Hmph, I thought you were sothing special, acting so tough that day. Now what, have you co to apologize and beg for rcy?"
Zhang Yulian spat out a sound of contempt and then pointed at Zhang Xiaoshan’s nose, shouting arrogantly.
"Kid, you will never be with my daughter in this lifeti. Do you think you are worthy?"
"Look, this is Wang Xiaolong, the heir to the richest family in Qingshan Town, and he will be my daughter Xiaoru’s husband soon. How could you compare to Mr. Wang?"
After hearing the words of Wu Yong and Zhang Yulian, Zhang Xiaoshan understood.
It seed that this Wang Xiaolong was the man Wu Xiaoru had been seeing behind his back for arranged dates.
"Heh."
Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Wu Xiaoru and gave a cold laugh.
"Wu Xiaoru, so you betrayed for such an unattractive old man?"
Wu Xiaoru knew she was in the wrong, lowering her head, unable to et Zhang Xiaoshan’s gaze.
Zhang Yulian was furious.
"Nonsense! My future son-in-law’s family is the wealthiest in Qingshan Town, their agricultural trade business is booming, earning them a couple of million a year. You’re not even worthy to lace his shoes."
"Exactly, a loser who can’t even afford a dowry of two hundred thousand has no right to compare with my new brother-in-law," Wu Yong added, flattering Wang Xiaolong a bit.
In fact, the arranged eting between Wang Xiaolong and Wu Xiaoru wasn’t going smoothly. Although he had money, he was significantly older and had an unpleasant face. Wu Xiaoru, being a great beauty, had been dissatisfied with Wang Xiaolong during the previous dates. This ti, seizing the opportunity to show off, Wang Xiaolong stood up from the dining table and headed straight for Zhang Xiaoshan.
"Kid, are you Xiaoru’s forr fiancé?"
"I heard you hit my brother-in-law Wu Yong and even slapped Xiaoru twice. Is that true?"
As Wang Xiaolong spoke, he also flicked his hefty gold watch, looking like a nouveau riche.
Because Wang Xiaolong’s father was the richest man in Qingshan Town, Wang Xiaolong had always walked around the town as if he owned it, behaving like a gang leader and acting arrogantly.
Seeing how lean Zhang Xiaoshan was, he thought this was a chance to rough him up a bit and impress Wu Xiaoru’s family—perhaps then Wu Xiaoru would agree to marry him.
Zhang Xiaoshan wasn’t interested in causing more trouble, but with Wang Xiaolong being so aggressive, Zhang Xiaoshan didn’t hold back.
"It’s true. What are you going to do about it?"
"What am I going to do?"
Wang Xiaolong said carelessly.
"Simple, kneel down and apologize to Xiaoru, then hand over tens of thousands in compensation to my mother-in-law’s family, and we’ll let this go."
"Otherwise..."
Smack.
Before Wang Xiaolong could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaoshan had already slapped him across the face.
Wang Xiaolong staggered backward, his mouth bloody.
"Ouch! How dare you fight , I will kill you!"
Wang Xiaolong, not used to such humiliation and with his goddess Wu Xiaoru and her family watching, imdiately swung a beer bottle at Zhang Xiaoshan’s head.
But he was no match for Zhang Xiaoshan.
Before the bottle could hit Zhang Xiaoshan’s head, he had already grabbed Wang Xiaolong by the wrist, snapping it out of place with a crack.
"Ouch!"
Wang Xiaolong howled in pain.
Zhang Xiaoshan then kicked Wang Xiaolong in the stomach, sending him flying several ters into the dining table, saring the al all over him. The once well-put-together Wang Xiaolong was now completely disheveled.
"Zhang Xiaoshan, you are crazy, you are crazy..." Zhang Yulian scread in terror.
Wu Yong rushed to help Wang Xiaolong up.
"Oh, my dear brother-in-law, this guy is alarmingly tough. Several of us have suffered at his hands. You were no match for him alone."
It was clear Wu Yong was inciting further conflict, leaving Wang Xiaolong too humiliated to back down. He then shouted.
"This is Qingshan Town, not White Dragon Village; this is my turf. I refuse to believe I can’t handle one hillbilly."
Wang Xiaolong pulled out his phone and began calling for backup.
"Bring more people, and bring the tools."
After hanging up, Wang Xiaolong pointed at Zhang Xiaoshan’s nose and cursed.
"Kid, just you wait. If you manage to walk out of here in one piece today, I’ll be your son."
In the past, facing soone like Wang Xiaolong, Zhang Xiaoshan would have avoided him at all costs, but now he truly wasn’t afraid.
Besides, Wang Xiaolong was fully aware that Wu Xiaoru was already betrothed, yet he still attempted to steal her away. Such a person indeed deserved a lesson.
Most importantly, he wanted Wu Xiaoru and her family to feel his change; he had long since transford, and he wanted them to regret everything.
"Fine, then I’ll wait. I want to see how you kneel on the ground and call ’Dad.’"
Zhang Xiaoshan sat down with disdain.
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