Shui Qinghe tilted her chin up and said, "I just didn't want to say it, can't I decide to speak now?"

Zhao Minghui, the man in question, frowned and said, "Shui Qinghe, this trick is really not fun. And you, Mr. Song, I advise you not to meddle in my affairs. Being a Guardian is not so easy; you'd better think about whether you have the ability."

Song Xiaodong squinted slightly and said, "Are you saying I can't take Qinghe with me?"

Zhao Minghui snorted, "That's right, you must have some connections to get into this club, but with me, Zhao Minghui, here, you won't have a chance to show off."

Song Xiaodong glanced at Zhao Minghui and asked, "Are you from the Zhao family?"

A man next to Zhao Minghui immediately responded, "That's right, this is the Fourth Young Master of the Beijing Zhao Family. Kid, tuck your tail and leave, the Zhao family isn't something you can mess with."

Another girl, likely Shui Qinghe's classmate, hurriedly said, "Qinghe, what are you doing? This is such a great opportunity, how could you mess it up like this?"

Shui Qinghe disliked relying on her family's influence, so she never mentioned being a descendant of a prestigious family. In a place like Beijing, even if she claimed to be from the local Shui Family, it wouldn't matter much. To the prominent families of Beijing, especially top ones like the Zhaos, a family like the Shuis was nothing.

Even though Shui Qinghe had been involved with Song Xiaodong, she still preferred a carefree life, so she fled from the Su Family, headed to Beijing, and found her classmate Liu Ying. Through Liu Ying, she got a job at a major company in Beijing, and never mentioned having a man in her life.

It's not that she wanted to find another man; she was devoted to Song Xiaodong. But since she wanted to do what she loved, she didn't want to be bound by Song Xiaodong. If she ever mentioned having him as a boyfriend, she'd be living under his shadow forever.

Liu Ying met a friend, an underling of Zhao Minghui. When Zhao Minghui went out with his men, that guy brought Liu Ying along.

For ordinary people, dining at this club and meeting someone like Zhao Minghui was a huge opportunity. Liu Ying not only came herself but also dragged Shui Qinghe along, intending well.

When they arrived, Zhao Minghui showed interest in Shui Qinghe, trying to use his status to make her comply. His friends bragged about him too, but Shui Qinghe remained unmoved.

The more indifferent Shui Qinghe was, the more interested he got, wanting even more to win her over. He made various promises, hoping to overpower Shui Qinghe with money and status.

Of course, this was futile, but Shui Qinghe was also tired of the pestering and wanted to leave. However, they wouldn't let her, and Liu Ying thought this was a golden opportunity for Shui Qinghe and tried to convince her. In the end, Shui Qinghe had no choice but to seek Song Xiaodong's help.

Song Xiaodong turned to Shui Qinghe and said, "Qinghe, did you really say you didn't have a boyfriend?"

Shui Qinghe shrank her neck, feeling a bit guilty, and said, "It makes going out easier."

"Then let's go. Let's see how I deal with you tonight."

Shui Qinghe blushed, knowing full well what Song Xiaodong meant by 'deal with.' She pouted, "Got it."

Seeing Shui Qinghe's shy look made Zhao Minghui's face turn even darker. This was happening right in front of him, stealing his girl. At this point, whether Song Xiaodong was really Shui Qinghe's boyfriend or not, he couldn't let it go easily, or he'd lose face.

With a sullen face, he coldly said, "Stop acting in front of me. Kid, I'm warning you, if you dare take her away, don't even think about surviving in Beijing afterwards."

Without so much as a glance at Zhao Minghui, Song Xiaodong wrapped his arm around Shui Qinghe's waist and started to leave.

"Damn!" Song Xiaodong's blatant disregard fueled Zhao Minghui's anger. He grabbed a wine bottle, took a step forward, swung it up, and aimed it fiercely at Song Xiaodong's head.

"Ah!" Liu Ying shrieked in shock, instinctively closing her eyes.

"Crash!" The sound of the wine bottle shattering followed, and Liu Ying dared not look at what came next.

"Ah!" The sound of the bottle breaking was accompanied by a cry of pain.

Why did this cry sound like Zhao Minghui?

Liu Ying opened her eyes to see Zhao Minghui clutching his forehead, blood streaming down through his fingers.

The others were first stunned, then they all jumped up at once, surrounded Zhao Minghui, and anxiously asked, "Young Master Zhao, are you okay?"

Witnessing this scene terrified Liu Ying. If Song Xiaodong had been hit, it wouldn't matter much, but now Zhao Minghui being hurt—this was a big deal, and she feared getting dragged into it as she had brought Shui Qinghe along.

Shui Qinghe was also startled and urgently said, "Oh no, this Young Master Zhao is from a big family."

Song Xiaodong snorted, "Are you saying I should be afraid of him?"

Shui Qinghe anxiously explained, "I didn't mean that. It's just that this isn't Minghe, it's Beijing. The Zhao Family is a very powerful family here."

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