Shui Qinghe, although she had spent considerable time at the Su Family, never paid attention to the family's development. She knew for certain that the Su Family was definitely much stronger than her own Shui Family.

However, no matter how strong the Su Family was, when compared to the big families in Beijing, it was surely nothing. She had seen it before—someone from a Beijing Family came over, not even someone important, and her Shui Family treated them with utmost respect, fearing the slightest negligence.

Later she heard from her family that even the strongest local families could never compare to the families in Beijing. This idea had become deeply rooted in her mind.

"Kill him!" Zhao Minghui shouted furiously, not knowing how he ended up smashing a bottle on his own head. He roared with anger.

"Fuck you, how dare you hit Young Master Zhao!"

"Kill him!"

The three brothers of Zhao Minghui also grabbed the bottles in their hands, rushing aggressively towards Song Xiaodong.

Shui Qinghe knew very well that Song Xiaodong was formidable, these few people were simply not a match for him. Her biggest concern was Xiaodong escalating the situation further, so she quickly said, "No..."

What she wanted to say was for Song Xiaodong not to hit too hard, but the others were charging in too quickly—three ferocious figures forced her to instinctively take a step back.

"Crash..."

The bottles instantly shattered on the ground, but before they broke, they had already made intimate contact with the heads of those holding them.

And then those three were dizzy and unsteady on their feet, as they had struck hard without even considering the consequences of hitting someone on the head like that.

Song Xiaodong simply touched their arms, causing the bottles in their hands to change direction and hit their own heads. As for the force, whatever strength they used was exactly the force they received.

Both Shui Qinghe and Liu Ying looked pale at this moment. Liu Ying was the first to recover, quickly saying, "Qinghe, this is going to be big trouble now."

Shui Qinghe also said worriedly, "What do we do now?"

Song Xiaodong didn't answer but looked at Zhao Minghui and his crew, slowly saying, "Do you still want to stop me?"

"You..." Zhao Minghui pointed at Song Xiaodong, although he was furious, he wasn't foolish—he knew that fighting now would only cause them harm. He grudgingly said, "Kid, state your name."

Song Xiaodong replied indifferently, "You're not worthy of knowing my name. If you're not convinced, come find me upstairs at the Plum Blossom Hall." Then he strode away with Shui Qinghe.

"Not worthy? Did you hear that? He actually said I'm not worthy of knowing his name!" Zhao Minghui was beside himself with anger—how could any young person in Beijing dare speak such arrogant words?

"Young Master Zhao, we can't let him get away, damn it!" said a guy, holding his forehead bitterly.

"But that guy is tough, we can't beat him." Another guy said in frustration.

"He's tough? He's just nothing before our Zhao Family!" Zhao Minghui exclaimed, pulling out his phone and dialing a number, "You two come up right now. I've been attacked."

In less than five minutes, two people rushed into the private room. Seeing Zhao Minghui's head covered in blood, they were shocked, quickly asking, "Fourth Young Master, who did this to you?"

"Follow me, he's at the Plum Blossom Hall upstairs!" Zhao Minghui wiped the blood off his head and shouted angrily.

Song Xiaodong led Shui Qinghe to the Plum Blossom Hall. Upon entering, Shui Qinghe saw three beautiful women and was taken aback, then gave Song Xiaodong a knowing look, assuming these were all his women, and evidently not recognizing them—they were new flames.

"Who is this...?" Yang Yushi asked curiously.

Shui Qinghe quickly replied, "Don't get the wrong idea, I'm just his little sister-in-law, my cousin is Shui Qingyue."

Yang Yushi chuckled softly, "So that's how it is, then come sit and let's have a drink together."

Shui Qinghe gave Song Xiaodong another knowing look before sitting down with him, also secretly pinching him.

Song Xiaodong laughed and said, "Qinghe, let me introduce you, this is Yang Yushi, this is Zhao Ruonan, and this is Chu Xianling."

"Hello!" Shui Qinghe greeted them casually, amazed at how in the short time she had left the Su Family, this guy already had three beautiful women by his side, each prettier than the last. In front of them, she felt slightly ashamed.

This was what made Shui Qinghe most uncomfortable—if Song Xiaodong's women were too exceptional, it might mean her own standing would decrease.

The three women, being quite clever, instantly understood Shui Qinghe's thoughts. Yang Yushi chuckled lightly, "Sister Qinghe, you might have misunderstood—we're just friends of your brother-in-law, not his women."

Zhao Ruonan disdainfully added, "A philanderer like him? I wouldn't treasure him even if he were given to me for free."

Chu Xianling smiled faintly at Shui Qinghe, maintaining her ethereal aura.

Shui Qinghe suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, saying, "Sorry, my brother-in-law is just so flirtatious that seeing him with beautiful women makes me instinctively think like that."

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