Ning Yuan looked at him and asked indifferently, "But why should the living fight with the dead?"
Xiang San was taken aback, then scoffed, "Is it that you don't want to compete, or that you can't compete?"
Ning Yuan lowered her eyes and sneered: "Some people don't even understand the relationship between the dead and the living, yet they keep acting presumptuously, like clowns who don't realize they're the laughingstock themselves."
Young Master Rong may be a scoundrel, but there's one thing about him—he's an extremely responsible person and never lies!
He said he had never liked Ye Qiu, and that's why he never liked Ye Qiu.
This is also why she has been trying not to mind Rong Zhaonan's responses to Ye Dong's various antics.
There was no romantic relationship between him and Ye Qiu. No matter what Ye Dong and these people did, it was all just talking to themselves. Apart from being a little disgusting to her, it was basically all for nothing.
"Is that so?" Xiang San narrowed his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards her.
Ou Minglang immediately shielded Ning Yuan behind him, looking at Xiang San with a wary and cold gaze: "Xiang Ziying, what do you want to do?"
The two college-aged boys with him also took a step forward, staring nervously at the group of thugs.
Apart from Ou Minglang having received a year of training at flight school, the two of them were just weak and bookish men who were not good at fighting, but protecting girls was definitely something they would do!
Xiang San chuckled lightly, sizing up Ou Minglang who was blocking his way—
"You little brat from the Ou family, Director Ou, are you people from the Wen University compound just bored and meddling in the affairs of the Wu University compound?"
He had thoroughly investigated Ning Yuan's background, so of course he remembered Ou Minglang.
Firstly, it's because of this guy's background; secondly, it's because this guy and Ning Yuan run a small business together.
For families with employees, it's shameful for their parents to run a self-employed business, let alone the Ou family.
But this kid did it anyway, and surprisingly, his family didn't have any objections.
Ou Minglang looked at him coldly: "As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor. You can't touch Rong Zhaonan, so you take it out on innocent girls. What kind of man are you?"
Xiang San narrowed his eyes wickedly: "Tsk tsk, you little brat, so protective of this fake..."
Ou Minglang didn't hold back and started cursing in Shanghainese: "You bastard! Don't be crazy, I don't even know your so-called genuine product, it's a fake, a fake, are you out of your mind!"
The Beijing locals and the Shanghai locals got into a fight.
The others around remained silent.
Xiang San's face darkened, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes. He suddenly looked at Ning Yuan behind Ou Minglang and said, "So excited? I heard you two were high school classmates. What, are you two really having an affair?"
Ning Yuan smiled at him, her big, dark eyes crinkling: "Don't judge others by your own standards. After all, not everyone is as ruthless as Engineer Xiang, who can even covet his future sister-in-law."
This seemed to be Xiang San's Achilles' heel. His face instantly darkened, and he reached out to grab Ning Yuan's neck, yelling, "You dare say another word about Ye Qiu and see what happens!"
Ou Minglang was prepared. He grabbed Xiang San's arm and said sternly, "Xiang San, are you fucking crazy?!"
That bastard really does act without hesitation!
"Hey, Xiang, what are you doing!" Ah Heng's voice suddenly rang out from behind Ning Yuan and the others.
The next moment, Xiang Ziying was shoved violently.
He lost his balance and nearly fell on his backside, but several men who had come with him quickly caught him.
Ah Heng rolled up his sleeves menacingly and pointed at Xiang Ziying's nose, cursing, "Are you tired of living? How dare you lay a hand on Ningning in front of my face!"
Two tall, burly men, wearing black short-sleeved shirts and military green pants, rushed in and stared menacingly at Xiang Ziying and the others.
Xiang San was helped to his feet by the people around him. He looked past Aheng and Ou Minglang and stared straight at Ning Yuan.
He raised his hand and brushed off the invisible dust on his sleeve: "I never said I was a good man. Whoever gets involved with that Rong guy is going to be in trouble. It's that simple."
He grinned at Ning Yuan with a sinister smile: "However, I'm a very reasonable person. If you don't want to be in trouble, get a divorce!"
After saying that, Xiang San put his hands in his pockets and led the people out the door.
Ah Heng has a short temper, so he was about to go up and hit someone: "You think you can just leave after picking a fight?"
But the next moment, Ning Yuan stopped Aheng and said calmly, "Aheng, this is not the place to make a move."
Ah Heng also joined the army in his teens and went to the battlefield. He has always been ruthless. Last time, he almost broke Brother Li's throat with three moves.
Xiang San and his gang of thugs didn't really do anything to her.
But even those petty thugs have some connections.
They were usually fed up with their son's idleness and street life, but if Aheng really beat these guys up in front of so many people, the Xiang family and the hooligans' family would definitely not let Aheng off the hook.
Ah Heng held back, clenching his fists tightly: "Damn it, I'll put a sack over that girl's head and beat him so badly his own father wouldn't recognize him!"
Xiang San heard this and, fearlessly, challenged Aheng, saying, "Try it? Got scared?"
Ah Heng almost exploded: "You fucking..."
Ning Yuan gently pressed down on Aheng: "We humans don't fight with pigs. Pigs will drag you down to their level and deliberately splatter you with shit. Let them eat shit themselves."
With just one sentence, Aheng was calmed down. Ou Minglang and his group were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "That makes so much sense!"
Even those around Xiang San wanted to laugh, but almost held it in until their faces contorted.
Xiang San coldly glanced at his followers, then looked at Ning Yuan with a gloomy expression, and suddenly laughed: "If you stay by Rong Zhaonan's side any longer, remember to keep a close eye on this filthy mouth of yours, otherwise, I'll cut it off sooner or later."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Ou Minglang.
Ou Minglang clenched his fists warily, staring at Xiang San expressionlessly.
Unexpectedly, Xiang San glanced at him sideways and sneered, "Tsk, so intimate, yet you don't call me 'sister'? You're a bit wild, aren't you? Does Rong Zhaonan know? Huh? Pshaw!"
After saying that, he swaggered away with his men.
Ou Minglang looked at Ning Yuan, and without changing his expression, raised the camera hanging in his hand: "Let's go, let's not let those people ruin our mood. Let's go boating in Beihai Park! This Beijing is also one of my hometowns, let's take some pictures!"
These days, owning a film camera is a rare luxury, and taking photos while boating is a fashionable activity.
Ning Yuan rubbed her temples: "I want to go back to sleep."
Eating a meal is such a battle of wits, she's truly exhausted.
The battle of wits and courage in Shanghai was for business, and that was an effective struggle. Even being kidnapped by Tang Jun, that spy, could be considered a contribution to the country.
It's really frustrating to deal with all this trivial stuff in the capital.
Especially since these people all come from powerful and influential backgrounds, unlike in the countryside...
Let's just say she's low-class. She really misses the exhilarating feeling of tearing each other apart, throwing cow dung at each other, grabbing each other's hair and cursing each other...
Ah Heng put his arm around her small shoulder: "Come on, come on, let's take a stroll, go boating and take pictures to change our mood. Isn't life all about making a fuss? You can sleep for countless years after you die!"
Ou Minglang: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Ning Yuan: "...You're good at comforting people."
She really admired Aheng, but seeing the familiar smiling face and caring eyes beside her, Ning Yuan felt much better: "Okay, let's enjoy the lake breeze to get rid of bad luck and turn our luck around!"
The song "Let Us Row Our Boats" is about rowing a boat in Beihai Park!
The group of people went boating and strolling in Beihai Park.
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Peking University Hospital
The girl's soft sobs and cries of pain echoed in the emergency room for a long time before finally subsiding.
A moment later, two tall figures walked out of the emergency room.
"How is Dongdong?" Seven or eight people gathered around the emergency room entrance.
Rong Zhaonan didn't speak, expressionlessly wiping the bloodstains from his hands with alcohol-soaked gauze.
Lu Congjun breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing serious. They took an X-ray and found a fracture in his leg bone. He doesn't need surgery, but he'll need a splint. He also had seven or eight stitches from his forehead to his scalp. They need to monitor him for a concussion."
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