Shen Xian is actually very strong inside. He doesn't care about other people's opinions, his own personality, or how outsiders evaluate or think of him.
However, his dignity is extremely fragile.
More than a decade of tragic experiences have made his heart extremely sensitive.
Qi Zhengqing's actions touched upon his extremely pitiful dignity.
Zhou Wan saw that although Shen Xian was smiling, his eyes were extremely cold and contained a violent emotion.
She had known Chen Xian for quite some time, but this was the first time she had seen him like this.
It was also the first time that Qi Zhengqing heard someone tell him to get out.
He narrowed his eyes and slowly approached Chen Xian. His eyes were very aggressive and oppressive, and he just stared directly at Chen Xian.
Shen Xian looked at him without fear.
Qi Zhengqing's eyes were naturally noble and looked down upon by someone in a higher position.
That kind of overlooking is like looking at a livestock, an ant, or a fish that is about to die of dehydration.
There is no mercy, only indifference.
As a young master in the Beijing circle, people like Chen Xian, in his eyes, are not human beings, but cattle and horses.
They are the cattle and horses that can create value for his upper-class life.
Thousands and millions of people constitute the underlying structure, allowing him to stand on the top of the pyramid.
"Are you talking to me?" Qi Zhengqing asked.
Shen Xian pointed at the door: "You can get out now."
Qi Zhengqing smiled and shook his head, staring at Chen Xian: "Chen Xian, if I were you, I would not meddle in other people's business, and I would not have any wishful thinking. Although Zhou Wan is just an artist, this is the path she chose herself. She is not from the same circle as you."
Shen Xian said: "What if I insist on intervening?"
Qi Zhengqing's smile grew even wider: "Then you better think carefully whether you can fight me head-on."
Zhou Wan walked up, stood in front of Shen Xian, and said to Qi Zhengqing: "Qi Zhengqing, since you are here tonight, I will make it clear that I will not agree with your ideas even if I die."
Qi Zhengqing said seriously: "You came here from Kyoto to join the entertainment industry. Your family would not agree with you at all, but since you have chosen this career, you have to think about your future. Besides, your parents know what I think, but they don't object. Do you know why?"
Zhou Wan remained silent.
The Zhou family in Kyoto has always been a traditional industry and has been facing transformation in recent years.
The best partner for transformation is Qijiajia.
Everyone in the Zhou family fully agreed that Qi Zhengqing and Zhou Wan should be together.
"No need to say more, let's go." Zhou Wan said.
Qi Zhengqing smiled and shook his head, then looked at Shen Xian: “Are you really going to stop me?”
Shen Xian nodded: "Outside, I don't care about you, but this is my home. If you act wild here, you have to ask me if I agree."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the house, rummaging through the drawers and cabinets to look for something. Not long after, Shen Xian came out with a kitchen knife.
It was bright and flashing coldly under the light.
As he spoke, Shen Xian threw a certificate in front of Qi Zhengqing.
Nanzhou City Fourth Mental Hospital.
“Even if I hack you to death tonight, I won’t die.” Shen Xian said with a smile.
Seeing this, the two bodyguards stood in front of Qi Zhengqing vigilantly and protected him behind them.
Qi Zhengqing narrowed his eyes and stared at the certificate.
The two bodyguards looked at the kitchen knife in Shen Xian’s hand and felt a little scared.
Is this guy really a psychopath?
It's not illegal for a mentally ill person to hack people.
They speculated that the document might be fake.
But they didn't dare to gamble at all.
Qi Zhengqing didn't dare to gamble either. What was his identity?
A rare talent, a member of the upper class, and a young master in the Beijing circle.
And what about Chen Xian?
An orphan, even if he has some talent, is still a person at the bottom of society.
A conflict with Shen Xian, even if it was a one-for-one trade, would not be worth it at all.
Zhou Wan had never expected that Chen Xian would be so courageous and stand directly in front of him.
She looked at Shen Xian's back and felt a surge of security in her heart.
It feels really good to be protected.
Qi Zhengqing's eyes turned cold, his eyes flashing with coldness, staring at Shen Xian, with a threatening look in his eyes: "Shen Xian, I'm afraid you don't want your Xianyun Studio anymore."
Chen Xian shrugged, "I don't care. You upper-class people want face, reputation, personality, and image. No matter how dirty you are behind the scenes, no matter how despicable your methods are, your image to the outside world is that you are close to the people, so you do charity, donate money everywhere, and strive for a good reputation. If your image is damaged, even if it is your personal image, it will cause fluctuations in the company's stock price."
"But I'm different. I'm not like you. I can live well with 3,000 yuan a month. I only need to take care of my own feelings and not care about what others think."
"So if you have a conflict with me tonight, even if there is bloodshed, I don't mind. It's just that the price you pay may be too much for you to bear."
Shen Xian said a lot in a row.
Qi Zhengqing understood what Shen Xian meant.
What he meant was, I, who am barefoot, am not afraid of those who wear shoes. If a conflict really arises, the one who will suffer the most will be you, Qi Zhengqing.
Qi Zhengqing narrowed his eyes, he had to admit that what Shen Xian said made sense.
It was also his first time to come into contact with a so-called lower-class person like Shen Xian.
Even if the young masters in the Beijing circle hate each other so much that they want to wipe out the entire clan, they will never fight openly to the point of bloodshed.
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