407: Chapter 396 Crude Person 407: Chapter 396 Crude Person Watching Li Yueyue and Song Yun trying to leave, Song Tianli hurried forward wanting to grab Li Yueyue’s hand, but to his surprise, it was brushed off by Song Yun.
Song Yun looked at him unpleasantly and said, “This is not the place for you to run wild.”
“Heh, just a place, what can it do to me?” Song Tianli replied dismissively, “Kid, I advise you to break up with Yueyue quickly, otherwise, you might find it unsafe to walk alone at night.”
Song Yun just smiled without saying a word.
He too had been threatened today, but what difference was there between the current Song Tianli and a dog?
Oh no, at least a dog could be chased away, while Song Tianli could not be.
“Sorry, my body is quite strong, even if someone is targeting me, they’d have to ask whether my fists agree or not.” Song Yun glanced at Song Tianli and said, “I must say, you are quite pathetic.
Failing to woo a girl, you take your anger out on others.
With that attitude, who would like you?”
“Get lost, I don’t need your lectures!” Song Tianli roared as if he had gone mad.
Xu Hongxing approached with furrowed brows and asked, “What’s going on here?”
Fortunately, Song Tianli still had some sense and didn’t vent his anger on Xu Hongxing.
Suppressing the fury in his heart, he said, “Uncle Xu, hello, my dad is Song Daniu, I belong to the Song Family.
I came to Sunan for fun and just happened to come across the engagement party of the Mao Shan brothers, so I dropped by to take a look.”
“Oh, so your dad is Song Daniu?” Xu Hongxing nodded and said, “Since you’re here for the engagement party, have fun, but don’t stir up trouble.”
“I got it.” Song Tianli glared at Song Yun fiercely before leading Li Shiwan to another side.
“Song Yun is so annoying,” Li Yueyue pouted, “He even dared to use the Song Family’s name to press you.
Doesn’t he know you are the legitimate heir of the Song Family?”
“Ha, grandpa kept my safety in mind, so he only told a few people,” Song Yun said cheerfully, “Never mind him.
Let’s go find Shishi now.”
“Okay, I want some wine.”
“You’re not allowed to drink.”
“Just a little bit, please?”
“No.”
As Song Yun and Li Yueyue playfully bantered, their voices reached Song Tianli’s ears, piercing his heart like needles.
In anger, he grabbed a glass of red wine from a waiter’s tray and downed it in one gulp, then stared at Li Shiwan and demanded, “Who is that man?”
“That guy?
He’s just a street thug,” Li Shiwan, who had a grudge against Song Yun, was now hoping that this young master from Yanjing would take revenge for him.
“A street thug?
Ha, to hell with that, I must kill him,” declared Song Tianli as he grabbed another glass of red wine and emptied it.
“Yes, yes, you’re someone of status, and that guy is nothing.
It would be easy for you to deal with him,” Li Shiwan said with a sycophantic smile, “But how do you plan to do it?
I’m familiar with Sunan and could offer you some advice.”
“How to deal with him?
Ruin him completely.
You figure it out; I want to try every method.
He dares to compete with me for a woman; that kid is asking for trouble.”
After arriving at a spot where several girls had gathered, Li Shishi covered her mouth and giggled, “What happened just now?
That was quite the fierce argument.”
“Forget it, I ran into a harbinger of bad luck,” Song Yun waved and said, “Let’s not talk about that jerk.
We should enjoy ourselves and not bother with him.”
Seeing Song Yun so carefree, everyone else didn’t take the incident to heart.
Song Yun sat down on a sofa, idly swirling a tulip glass of red wine, when Qingluan sat beside him and remarked, “That guy seems to have murderous intent toward you.”
“No way, I have no previous grudges with him; it’s just a small conflict, not something worth losing a life over,” said Song Yun as he sipped the red wine lightly.
“No, I felt the malice in his eyes just now.
Do you want me to take care of him on the way…” Qingluan gestured across her neck as if cutting a throat and added, “I can make it flawless; no one will notice.”
“Stop it.
I just had a conflict with him, and if he dies soon after, the suspicion will definitely fall on me,” Song Yun smiled as he ruffled Qingluan’s hair.
“Just focus on refining your martial arts; you don’t need to get involved in such violent acts.”
“Oh,” Qingluan responded, feeling a warm sense of comfort and quietly stayed by Song Yun’s side.
After a while, Song Yun’s stomach growled, signaling nearly noon, and the engagement ceremony officially began.
Watching the burly Mao Shan don a suit prompted Song Yun to almost laugh.
However, Luo Zi was dressed quite impressively, standing by Mao Shan’s side very much shining.
This was only an engagement party, not a wedding, so the ceremony was quite brief.
After the couple exchanged engagement rings, the event was concluded.
Since people had come to attend their engagement party, it would be inappropriate not to provide a meal.
Thus, when the ceremony was finished, waiters brought out a buffet spread on long tables.
Anyone could serve themselves whatever they wished, making it very convenient.
Song Yun, famished, took a plate to get food.
Glancing across the variety of dishes, he picked a few that looked appealing.
“Wow, typical of someone from the countryside, acting like you’ve never seen the world before,” Li Shiwan remarked ostentatiously.
Song Yun didn’t react to the provocation; Li Shiwan was as insignificant as an ant to him.
Has a lion ever felt a thrill from crushing an ant?
But Li Shiwan’s comments had others misunderstanding Song Yun, and they looked at him with disdain.
Song Yun, who had seen his share of grand scenes, thick-skinned as a city wall, was not embarrassed by their gazes.
“I’m still better than some people.
At least I don’t live off my family’s wealth.
There are those who like to rely on their family money for their lifestyle,” Song Yun retorted with satire.
“Such people are nothing but parasites, pests, societal trash.”
“What did you say?
Say that again if you dare!” Li Shiwan glared at Song Yun and shouted.
“If you want trouble, just come out with it.
Need you put on such a façade?
It’s tiring just to watch,” Song Yun replied contemptuously.
Song Yun’s principle had always been not to offend others unless offended, and if offended, to retaliate doubly.
Now that someone was attacking him so brazenly, Song Yun was not one to sit idly by.
“A vulgar person,” Li Shiwan retorted with discontent.
“I don’t know how you got into a high-class place like this.
Hmph, maybe you’ve come in just to scrounge for food and drinks.”