Qin Heng's attitude was truly shocking. He was incredibly reckless! Completely clueless about life and death! He clearly had no idea that there were many people in this world he simply couldn't afford to provoke!

A penniless loser riding a shared bicycle dared to speak to a rich young master driving a Maserati like that! He even expected this wealthy young master to break his own legs!

It was utterly laughable!

Cui Ranran's eyes flashed with contempt as she watched Qin Heng. Inside, however, she was overwhelmed with joy, even wanting to burst out laughing—she was ecstatic!

Wu Yuqing, oh, Wu Yuqing! Was your high school sweetheart really this dumb? It's hilarious! He doesn't have a clue; a penniless loser actually daring to challenge this young master. It's like he's sick of living!

From Cui Ranran's viewpoint, Qin Heng was completely finished. The background of this Maserati-driving rich young master was too formidable; any ordinary person who offended him was heading for certain doom!

The thought of Wu Yuqing being devastated by her high school lover's downfall made Cui Ranran so happy she wanted to tremble, to dance a celebratory jig.

She was jealous of Wu Yuqing!

As long as Wu Yuqing suffered, she felt boundless joy!

However, on the surface, she still played the part of a caring bestie, softly saying to Wu Yuqing, "Yuqing, you better persuade your old flame! Tell him to stop digging his own grave!"

Yet, this sentence still carried a hidden edge! To everyone else, it implied that this shared-bicycle-riding guy was Wu Yuqing's "old flame" from high school. Though this was only her guess, once she said it and people heard it, whether it was true became irrelevant. What mattered was that the Maserati-driving rich young master heard it.

"Old flame! Old flame!" The Maserati-driving young master's anger flared upon hearing this. His gaze towards Qin Heng turned even more sinister as he said in a low voice, "You little beast! Remember, Wu Yuqing is mine! You piece of trash, don't you ever dream of the impossible!"

The people around nodded and voiced their agreement.

"Yeah! Buddy, don't bother struggling. Just look at your shared bike, then look at his Maserati. Give up."

"If you want an easy life, sometimes you just have to accept being cuckolded. Brother, making more trouble won't do you any good. Bowing to the young master and apologizing is the smart move."

"A high school romance is insignificant. Dude, let it go. If you truly love her, you should want her to be well off. Clearly, being in a Maserati is far better than riding a shared bike with you!"

Nobody respected Qin Heng. The gap between a shared bike and a Maserati was just too vast; there was hardly any comparison.

"Trash." The Maserati-driving young master glanced at Qin Heng disdainfully, then turned to Wu Yuqing with a smile. "My beautiful Princess, please come to my car. Let's forget this unpleasant person."

Wu Yuqing remained silent, offering no response.

Beside her, Cui Ranran was seething with jealousy, screaming internally, Why isn't it me! Why isn't he inviting me! Wu Yuqing, I hate you!!

The onlookers looked at Qin Heng with pity.

He's done for! Wu Yuqing will surely accept the invitation now. This guy on the shared bike is going to be publicly cuckolded! Plus, he'll soon have to slap himself and kneel to apologize! How miserable! But what can be done? A poor nobody, recklessly competing with a rich young master for a woman! Utterly deluded!

"Yuqing, I need to talk to you about something," Qin Heng suddenly said, simply and directly.

The crowd was stunned once again. They all stared incredulously at Qin Heng, their faces etched with disbelief.

"Damn! No way! This guy hasn't given up!?"

"So badass! I've seen reckless people, but never someone so blatantly courting death!"

"He's done for! This guy is dead meat!"

The Maserati-driving young master was thoroughly infuriated. Pointing at Qin Heng, he cursed, "You little bastard! Are you fucking done yet?! Kneel for me! Kneel!!"

He was about to explode with rage! He had already invited Wu Yuqing and made his intentions clear, yet this damned little beast still dared to call her over!

This was a slap in his face! A slap to the face of a young master of the Guos! In all of vast Beijing! Very few people dared to do such a thing! But now, a poor loser on a shared bicycle, a worthless nobody, actually had the audacity! If the younger generation of the other prominent families heard about this, he would definitely be ridiculed for a long time, unable to lift his head! It was an utter humiliation! Such an utter humiliation!

You little beast, I want you dead! The Maserati-driving young master's gaze towards Qin Heng now held a trace of murderous intent.

However, just at that moment, Wu Yuqing broke free from Cui Ranran's hand, completely ignoring the Maserati-driving young master's invitation and the stares from the crowd, and walked over to Qin Heng.

"What's going on?" Wu Yuqing asked Qin Heng curiously, then whispered, "Is this really okay? After all, Beijing isn't Tianhai, and this guy doesn't look easy to mess with."

Although she had forgotten the memory of Qin Heng using Transcendent power to fight, she knew his identity wasn't simple and that his family in Tianhai likely belonged to a high social stratum. But this was Beijing, after all. She was still somewhat worried that Qin Heng, by offending the Maserati-driving young master so harshly, would face unpleasant consequences.

"Nothing much. I was just free and wanted to chat with you," Qin Heng said with a smile, casually adding, "Let's go. I'll treat you to Beijing's zhajiang noodles; I hear they're quite good."

The onlookers were instantly confused.

What the fuck! He came to ask a Goddess-level beauty like Wu Yuqing out just for zhajiang noodles?! That's insane! This has to be deliberate provocation! Is he purposely trying to humiliate that Maserati-driving young master?! Now, many also realized Qin Heng's offer to treat Wu Yuqing to zhajiang noodles was essentially a flex! He was showing off to that Maserati-driving young master! So what if you have a luxury car and flowers? The Goddess still chooses to go for zhajiang noodles with me and completely ignores you! What the fuck! That feeling is fucking awesome! But... this is completely suicidal!

You two are playing with fire! A cold glint flashed in Cui Ranran's eyes; she was extremely pleased.

She glanced at the Maserati-driving young master beside her. His face had turned ashen; he was grinding his teeth and shaking all over, practically about to explode with anger!

"You little beast! You're seeking death! Daring to steal my—Guo Yuntian's—woman! Go to hell!"

The Maserati-driving young master, Guo Yuntian, was utterly enraged. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his entire being seemed like a burning flame as he got back into the driver's seat.

VROOOM! VROOOM!

He started the car, spun the steering wheel, and slammed on the accelerator. He actually turned the car around and charged straight at Qin Heng!

"Fucking little beast! Die!!"

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