At this moment, she happened to meet Ye Qingfeng's indifferent eyes, the extreme coldness within them startled her into recoiling slightly from Wu Sicong.

The first time she encountered Ye Qingfeng was at a gathering organized by Bai Wan'er and An Ruoqing, back when she and Jiang Chen were not yet a couple, and the young master of the Luo Family in Jiangnan City was bullying Jiang Chen.

But he was stepped on by Ye Qingfeng, at that time, neither the mayor of Jiangnan City nor the family heads dared to speak up.

In the end, under Ye Qingfeng's indifferent words, the Luo Family Patriarch was frightened into retreating on the spot, and she always carried a trace of instinctual fear towards Ye Qingfeng, an inexplicable feeling.

At this moment, she and Jiang Chen had already fallen out and she had thrown herself into another man's arms. Being caught by Ye Qingfeng on the spot made her feel an inexplicable panic, her heart pounding wildly.

"Jiang Chen, I came to apologize to you!"

Wu Sicong had a smile on his face, looking very sincere, holding a bottle of wine in his hand.

"Apologize?"

Jiang Chen's expression grew darker.

Only to hear Wu Sicong continue, "I really feel sorry for being with Zhang Yuting!"

"But matters of the heart can't be forced, Zhang Yuting also felt I was better than you, which is why she's with me. I hope you don't hold grudges!"

"We are classmates, and Zhang Yuting is now my girlfriend, so we'll definitely meet often in the future. I don't want things to be awkward."

He raised the bottle of wine, putting on a sincere expression, "Jiang Chen, I, Wu Sicong, promise to take good care of Zhang Yuting. With me, she will not suffer grievances. What you can do, I can do, and what you can't do, I must do—this is my promise!"

As soon as he said this, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Song Shuyao suddenly realized that this was not an apology at all, but a blatant provocation.

Zhang Yuting also sensed something was off with his words, furrowing her brows deeply, yet she dared not speak.

With Wu Sicong, she was in a weaker position, and even calling her a captive canary was not too far off—how dare she speak recklessly?

Jiang Chen was full of anger, his nails digging into his palm, blood dripping, as he clenched his fist, about to punch Wu Sicong in the face.

Wu Sicong suddenly sneered, "Jiang Chen, you want to hit me? Do you dare?"

That sneer chilled Jiang Chen as if a cold water had been poured over him from above, and his fist paused in mid-air.

His fist was clenched tightly, yet he dared not swing it.

Behind Wu Sicong stood the entire Black Tiger Association. The power of the Black Tiger was just too overwhelming. In front of them, he was nothing more than a pitiful ant.

If he were to lay a hand on Wu Sicong today, he might not even have a place in Yanjing anymore.

Seeing Jiang Chen's state, Zhang Yuting felt a pang of compassion but was also filled with helplessness and disdain.

Even though she had true feelings for Jiang Chen, in the face of power and money, all those seemed so weak. Wu Sicong beside her was the true young talent.

Once again, she affirmed her choice.

Wu Sicong's cold smile grew even more pronounced, but this was not the effect he wanted. Just as he was about to add a few more harsh words, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

"Crash!"

The sound reverberated throughout the bar. Wu Sicong held his head, retreating, his face filled with disbelief, blood constantly seeping through his fingers, terrifying to behold.

Song Shuyao, Jiang Chen, and Zhang Yuting were all stunned by this scene, all of them looking towards Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng casually tossed the half-broken wine bottle in his hand aside and stood up.

"You, do you dare hit me?"

Wu Sicong's face was filled with rage and resentment. He had come here with the intent to provoke Ye Qingfeng into action, but he hadn't expected Ye Qingfeng to not only act so decisively but also so ruthlessly, striking him directly with the wine bottle.

"Didn't you come here to say all this crap just to make me hit you?"

Ye Qingfeng grinned, a cold smile spreading across his face.

"Now, as you wished!"

As his words fell, he kicked out with his foot, striking Wu Sicong squarely in the abdomen.

"Bang!"

The over-a-hundred-pound Wu Sicong flew through the air, crashing into several tables and rolling to the ground, screaming miserably.

Jiang Chen and the two others widened their eyes in astonishment, not expecting Ye Qingfeng to be so violent, striking fiercely at the slightest disagreement and kicking a person flying with a single blow. What strength was this?

Jiang Chen thought back to the way Ye Qingfeng played basketball, suddenly realizing that if his physical condition weren't excellent, how could he interpret violent basketball so perfectly?

Zhang Yuting was completely stunned, facing Ye Qingfeng's icy gaze, she froze, forgetting even to help Wu Sicong up.

"Kid, you're brave, daring to mess with someone from the Black Tiger Association!"

A loud shout erupted from the second floor, as Zhong Peiling and the three youths from earlier quickly descended, all wearing angry expressions.

Song Shuyao and Jiang Chen felt a chill in their hearts, inwardly feeling that things were not good.

Ye Qingfeng's action just now was exhilarating, but it instantly provoked the gigantic entity of the Black Tiger Association.

Facing the vengeance of the Black Tiger Association, how could they, as outsiders, have any power to resist?

"Kid, you're courting death?"

The tall and strong youth, seeing Wu Sicong who couldn't even crawl from the ground, was filled with anger. He hadn't expected that provoking Ye Qingfeng would result in Wu Sicong suffering such severe injuries.

Just as he pointed his finger at Ye Qingfeng, he suddenly paused.

Ye Qingfeng, who was a few meters away, had somehow already appeared before him, delivering a sidekick.

"Wow!"

The tall and strong youth spewed blood, shooting out like a cannonball and crashing heavily against the wall.

"Each of you talks more nonsense than the last!"

Ye Qingfeng returned his hands to his pockets, indifferently glancing back, his cold eyes locking onto Zhong Peiling and the remaining two youths. All three were so frightened that their faces turned pale, retreating a step.

They truly hadn't expected that Ye Qingfeng would fight at the slightest provocation, without a hint, and even the strongest among them was kicked away by Ye Qingfeng in one blow, spitting blood—how could they dare approach?

Zhong Peiling rubbed his eyes, astonished that this seemingly handsome and calm young man could possess such skills?

Ye Qingfeng paid no attention to the three, turning his head towards Zhang Yuting and yet pointing his finger at the dog-like Wu Sicong.

"Just because of this trash, you betrayed Jiang Chen?"

He grinned, speaking indifferently, "I really want to know the reason. Is it his money, his imposing demeanor, or the Black Tiger Association behind him?"

Zhang Yuting's face turned deathly pale, each word of Ye Qingfeng was like a nail piercing her heart, leaving her utterly condemned.

Zhong Peiling finally snapped back to reality at this moment, trembling slightly, "You... no matter who you are, daring to touch someone from our Black Tiger Association, the Crown Prince will never let you go!"

"The Crown Prince?"

Ye Qingfeng's lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

"Are you talking about Wei Wuming?"

Ye Qingfeng snickered, casting a glance at Zhong Peiling, his eyes devoid of fear, filled with nothing but coldness.

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