"Shen Lang, you shameless liar, I've already humbled myself by apologizing to you. Don't push your luck."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Zhao Min's eyes blazed with fury, as if she wanted to burn Shen Lang to death. She said fiercely.
"Slap—"
Zhao Min's words were met with Shen Lang's slight pause and a ruthless, fiery slap from Qin Feng across her face.
"Bitch—"
Qin Feng's face was sinister. "I told you to apologize, why so much chatter?"
"You... you hit me?"
Zhao Min had been her parents' pampered darling since childhood and never imagined being slapped one day. She was stunned on the spot.
"Damn it, I hit you, and so what? Is it not allowed? Do I need to pick a date to slap you?"
Qin Feng said fiercely, "Either get lost and we'll call off our engagement, or apologize properly and don't get me killed."
"Qin Feng, you scoundrel."
Qin Feng asking Zhao Min to apologize was something Zhao Min could reluctantly agree to. But being slapped now, her pride wouldn't let her back down. After a curse, she turned and left.
However, as she reached the main gate, Zhao Min suddenly turned back, looking at Shen Lang with a chilling gaze, and said, "You bastard, just wait. I won't let you off."
"This woman, why is she always making that face?"
Watching Zhao Min's departing back, Shen Lang sighed slightly and said.
To be honest, Shen Lang had a good first impression of Zhao Min when he first met her. She was gentle and kind. Unfortunately, even the best first impression couldn't withstand Zhao Min's unreasonable behavior.
Gu Qinghan heard Shen Lang's words, smiled slightly, and then remained silent.
She knew Shen Lang's personality very well. Shen Lang needed warmth and hated unreasonable people the most. Therefore, Zhao Min had no chance of even being friends with Shen Lang.
"Qin Feng, get out."
After Gu Qinghan smiled, she looked at Qin Feng, who was pale with fear, and said coldly.
"Thank you, Director Gu."
Qin Feng, who had been rendered weak all over by Gu Qinghan's palm, miraculously stood up upon hearing Gu Qinghan's words and then strode away. It was a medical miracle.
After Zhao Min and Qin Feng left, Shen Lang and Gu Qinghan began to pick out formal wear. Shen Lang's choice was naturally this black suit, while Gu Qinghan picked out a white evening gown. The total cost for both outfits was close to three million.
Shen Lang used to wonder why celebrities were so careful when walking the red carpet in their formal attire. It was because those clothes were often rented, and any damage could result in millions in compensation.
"Husband, what time does the reception start?"
After leaving the mall, Gu Qinghan looked at Shen Lang and asked curiously.
"It starts at eight in the evening. We still have about two hours. Let's go to the Song family manor."
Shen Lang said, "My mother wants me to take you back to see her when I have time. I don't want to wait any longer, so let's go see her now."
"Why?"
Gu Qinghan heard this and asked curiously.
"We'll have to meet sooner or later, and it's better to meet sooner."
Shen Lang gently put his arm around Gu Qinghan's waist and said, "I want to marry you and have a home as soon as possible."
"You scoundrel..."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Gu Qinghan's smile bloomed like a flower.
Thirty minutes later, Shen Lang brought Gu Qinghan to the Song family manor. To his surprise, countless unidentified men and women were guarding the manor every five meters.
"Good heavens," Shen Lang exclaimed. The manor had been fine when they left earlier. What had happened?
"Stop—"
As Shen Lang and Gu Qinghan approached the manor gate, a fierce shout rang out, and twelve men and women in black instantly appeared in front of them. Their speed was so astonishing that even Shen Lang was taken aback.
"Earth Realm peak experts?"
The twelve men and women in black were all over fifty years old, and their martial cultivation was all at the Earth Realm or above. Their killing intent was palpable.
"This is the Song family manor, the residence of Madam Shen. Entry is forbidden without permission."
An elder with kind features looked at Shen Lang and said with a smile.
However, his kindly smile could not conceal the hidden malice within.
"This is where my mother lives. Am I not allowed to visit her with her daughter-in-law?"
Shen Lang disliked this situation intensely. He looked at the elder with kind features and said.
"Your mother?"
The elder with kind features smiled and said, "Is your mother perhaps a housekeeper in the manor?"
"I'm sorry, but even if she is the housekeeper, you cannot enter without permission."
The elder with kind features continued, "This is a direct order from Men Shuai himself. Any stranger who forcibly trespasses may be killed without mercy."
"What?"
Hearing this, Shen Lang was stunned. He never expected this to be Shen Tianjun's directive. It seemed that the incident with Song Qingyi being poisoned last time had made Shen Tianjun uneasy.
From this perspective, Shen Lang felt much better. It at least proved that Shen Tianjun still deeply loved Song Qingyi.
However, Song Qingyi held too much resentment towards Shen Tianjun, making their remarriage seem very difficult.
In Shen Lang's heart, he really hoped Shen Tianjun and Song Qingyi would remarry, but he felt the chances were slim.
At this moment, a tall man in black walked out of the Song family manor. He looked at Shen Lang, who was being blocked outside, and said angrily, "Damn it, you scumbags, are you blocking my nephew at his own doorstep?"
Clearly, the tall man in black was none other than Song Qingyi's elder brother, Shen Lang's maternal uncle, Song Sha Dao, known as the Mad King of Slaughter.
"Mr. Song, he is your nephew?"
Hearing Song Sha Dao's words, the elder with kind features' smile froze, and he said.
If Shen Lang was Song Sha Dao's nephew, then he was the son of Song Qingyi and Shen Tianjun?
"Mr. Song, I apologize, but even if he is Men Shuai's son, he still needs permission to see Madam."
Upon learning Shen Lang's identity, the elder with kind features did not back down and remained firm, saying.
"Bang—"
As soon as the elder with kind features finished speaking, Song Sha Dao waved his hand and sent the man flying over ten meters away with a single palm strike. He hit a large tree heavily, breaking it in half, and spat out a mouthful of blood before falling to the ground.
Song Sha Dao did not kill him but ensured he would be bedridden for at least several years.
"This..."
Seeing his uncle's astonishing power, Shen Lang was startled. How terrifying was his uncle's cultivation level? He could slap Earth Realm experts and Heaven Realm experts as easily as swatting a basketball.
Shen Lang, at the peak of the Earth Realm, was confident he could defeat the elder with kind features, but it wouldn't be easy, as everyone had their own tricks.
After sending the elder with kind features flying with one palm, Song Sha Dao turned to the others, pointed at Shen Lang, and said calmly, "Look at him clearly. His name is Shen Lang, Song Qingyi's son, Song Sha Dao's nephew. This is his home, and he can come and go as he pleases. No one is to obstruct him, or the consequences will be far more severe than what just happened to him."
"Mr. Song, you're putting us in a difficult position..."