At the foot of the mountain road, seven or eight luxury sports cars were parked by the roadside, with over a dozen young men and women gathered.
“Mengyao, that turn you made just now was incredible.”
A young man in designer sportswear, handsome but thin, with faint dark circles under his eyes, clearly a master of time management, said this.
“You weren’t bad either, you almost overtook me earlier…”
Sitting on the hood of a red Ferrari, dressed fashionably and provocatively, was Wang Mengyao, the second daughter of the Wang family, who had been street racing.
“Want to go for another round?”
Another young man approached. Wang Mengyao waved him off, “Forget it. You’re all trash. Compared to you, there’s no thrill at all.”
“Thrill!”
Zhang Yongrui, the time management master, narrowed his eyes, gazing at Wang Mengyao’s hot figure. He had been lusting after her for a long time, but besides street racing, this girl had never given him an opportunity.
Now, hearing her desire for excitement, Zhang Yongrui’s eyes rolled, and he said with a smile, “Mengyao, I know a thrilling place. Want to try it?”
“What place? What are we doing?”
Wang Mengyao’s interest was piqued. Zhang Yongrui played coy, “I’ll take you tomorrow night, and you’ll find out then.”
As they spoke, a silver Toyota sedan slowly passed by. Wang Mengyao immediately recognized the car; it had suddenly appeared around the bend. Fortunately, her reaction was quick enough to avoid a collision.
“Stop that car! It was him, he almost made me crash!”
Wang Mengyao pointed. Zhang Yongrui and the other young rich heirs immediately moved forward, forcing Wan Yunting to stop, which made him raise his eyebrows in displeasure.
But then Wang Mengyao walked over. Wan Yunting couldn’t help but chuckle. No wonder the red Ferrari had looked so familiar earlier; it was indeed her.
“It’s you!”
Wang Mengyao was also surprised to see Wan Yunting in the car.
“Mengyao, who is he?”
Zhang Yongrui and the others naturally didn’t recognize Wan Yunting.
“He’s my sister’s third brother-in-law!” Wang Mengyao was quite puzzled as to why he would be here.
“Your brother-in-law is a gold digger, isn’t he?”
They naturally knew about her brother-in-law, Wan Dongming.
“He’s Wan Yunting, right? I heard he’s also a rapist who was recently released from prison!” a young man who had heard about Wan Yunting’s recent affairs said.
“That’s him!”
Wang Mengyao crossed her arms, looking down at Wan Yunting in the car with arrogance, “If I had known it was you, I should have run you over earlier!”
Looking at Wang Mengyao, who was as spoiled and willful as her mother, Zheng Peihui, Wan Yunting lightly chuckled. He immediately pushed open his car door, took out a cigarette from his pocket, stuck it in his mouth, and lit it, taking a puff. “Truly, the mother, so is the daughter!”
“You bastard, who are you calling names?”
Wang Mengyao was furious and pointed at Wan Yunting, then said to Zhang Yongrui, “Brother Zhang, teach him a lesson for me!”
“No problem. Brothers, get your gear…”
Immediately, Zhang Yongrui and the others grabbed baseball bats from their sports cars and surrounded Wan Yunting.
Now emboldened, Wang Mengyao stood proudly like a princess, “Rapist, kneel down and kowtow to me now, beg your auntie to spare you, otherwise, I’ll have Brother Zhang cripple you!”
Zhang Yongrui and the others gripped their baseball bats, their faces full of wicked smiles.
Wan Yunting, smoking his cigarette, shook his head and chuckled. This girl was indeed just like her mother.
“Brother Zhang, cripple him. I’ll take responsibility for all consequences!”
Seeing that this guy dared to provoke him, Wang Mengyao was furious and waved her hand. Zhang Yongrui and the other rich second-generation youngsters shouted and simultaneously swung their baseball bats at Wan Yunting.
“Ah!”
With a scream, Wan Yunting flicked his cigarette, hitting a young man in the face, burning him and making him cry out.
The next moment, Wan Yunting turned into an afterimage. His punches landed with solid impact, and screams continued to erupt. Zhang Yongrui and the other rich second-generation youngsters were consecutively knocked to the ground, startling Wang Mengyao and the other rich young ladies into covering their mouths in disbelief.
With a clang, the last young man fell to the ground with a baseball bat broken in his fist, clutching his bleeding nose and howling in pain…
In less than a minute, all ten-plus youths, including Zhang Yongrui, lay on the roadside. Then Wan Yunting turned back, his gaze fixed on Wang Mengyao, a slight evil smile on his lips.
“You, don’t come over…”
Wang Mengyao, now regaining her senses, became flustered and scared. Seeing Wan Yunting walk towards her, she retreated in fear, only stopping when her waist hit the roadside guardrail. She watched Wan Yunting light another cigarette and slowly exhale smoke towards her.
Wang Mengyao coughed as she choked on the smoke. Having been pampered her whole life, she had never been bullied like this before. “Rapist, I’m warning you, if you dare to touch me, I’ll tell…”
*Slap!*
Wan Yunting, without hesitation, slapped her hard across the face, stunning Wang Mengyao. Clutching her stinging cheek, her eyes wide with disbelief, she looked at him, “You, you dare to hit me…”
*Slap!*
Another slap. Wang Mengyao held both her cheeks, tears of grievance streaming down her face. She couldn’t believe that this scoundrel actually dared to hit her.
“Don’t think that everyone in this world revolves around you and will indulge you!”
Seeing Wang Mengyao’s stubborn and unyielding expression, Wan Yunting spoke with an educational tone, “Consider this me disciplining you on behalf of your mother. Learn more from your sister.”
Wang Mengyao glared with her almond eyes, her lips pursed, filled with anger and grievance. Since childhood, her parents had never dared to hit her, yet this scoundrel claimed to be disciplining her for her mother.
As Wan Yunting turned back to his car, Wang Mengyao, seething with anger, shouted, “Scoundrel, I will definitely tell your second brother, and he won’t let you off…”
Wan Yunting smiled dismissively and drove back towards the city.
Meanwhile, at a private villa, Chen Tao was planning with Fang Kangning and others for the transaction with Kun Xiong the day after tomorrow. Suddenly, his phone rang. It was Ma Xin calling. “Mr. Chen, Dawei is in trouble.”
“What happened?” Chen Tao asked, puzzled.
At that moment, outside the emergency room at the First People’s Hospital, Ma Xin said, “He suddenly collapsed just now. I took him to the hospital for emergency treatment, and he’s still not out.”
Chen Tao raised his eyebrows, “He was fine. How did he get sick?”
“What happened?” Zhang Li asked, sitting in Fang Kangning’s lap.
“Dawei is in trouble and is in the hospital for emergency treatment. I need to go back…”
Chen Tao got up, told Zhang Li to keep Fang Kangning company, then went downstairs to say hello to A Tai, and drove off in a sports car towards the city.
On the way, he encountered Wang Mengyao and Zhang Yongrui and his group, who had just been beaten by Wan Yunting and were still recovering.
Recognizing Zhang Yongrui, Chen Tao stopped his car, “Young Master Zhang, what happened to you guys?”
“Mr. Chen.”
Seeing Chen Tao, Zhang Yongrui immediately went over, his face filled with indignation, “We were just beaten.”
Chen Tao asked in confusion, “Who has the guts to dare beat Young Master Zhang?”
“It was Wan Yunting!” Zhang Yongrui said angrily.
Chen Tao was shocked, “What did you say? Wan Yunting?”