"Are you from Hong Kong?" Zhou Qin frowned. "Little sister, I advise you not to be so arrogant. The capital is not a place for you to act wildly."

Nie Huaiwei had heard too much of this kind of talk today. She was told not to act like a spoiled child and had to follow the rules. It was really annoying. "I'm acting wild, what can you do to me? How dare you approach me? If my dad finds out, I'll break your legs!"

"I'm telling you, I only tolerate this because you're a woman," Zhou Qin pointed at Nie Huaiwei, "Don't be so arrogant!"

Nie Huaiwei simply stood up, put her hands on her hips, glared at Zhou Qin with wide eyes and cursed him in Hong Kong dialect. She didn't speak much Mandarin, but she felt more comfortable cursing in Hong Kong dialect. Zhou Qin didn't understand, but he could tell from his expression how unpleasant the words were.

"That's enough! Do you really think I don't dare to hit a woman?" Zhou Qin raised his hand high and was about to bring it down.

Nie Huaiwei had been drinking and was a little drunk. Although the man in front of her raised his hand, he didn't hit her, obviously because he was concerned that she was a girl. Nie Huaiwei snorted coldly, picked up the wine glass on the table, and poured it at Zhou Qin.

Zhou Qin was stunned on the spot. This was outrageous. Someone actually dared to pour wine on his head!

"You're looking for a fight!" Zhou Qin gritted his teeth and raised his hand to push Nie Huaiwei.

Nie Huaiwei, emboldened by the alcohol, stood up and stretched out her hands to scratch Zhou Qin's face. Zhou Qin had never fought with a woman before, so she was caught off guard and was left with several bloody marks on her face.

Zhou Qin's brothers were all startled and rushed over to separate them. Nie Huaiwei had one principle when fighting: he would grab the hair and never let go. Zhou Qin was grabbed and scratched by him, and he cried out in pain.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.