"Who the fuck dares to make a move?"
How many people at Qi Middle School would dare to challenge Young Master He like that?
As the voice bood, the group of lackeys led by Wen Dongyou imdiately halted their charge. They all spun around in unison to look toward the stairwell. Even He Haolin and Ji Yuchen couldn’t help but reflexively turn their heads.
A grim-faced young man in his twenties was striding up the stairs.
Ma Yunbin? The restaurant owner. The principal’s nephew. Why him? What’s he doing getting involved in this ss?
Even He Haolin, whose father was a top official on the city committee, didn’t dare act recklessly in front of the principal’s nephew. "Brother Ma, why is it you?" he exclaid in shock.
"Young Master He, you’re taking this too far, aren’t you? Causing a scene in my restaurant, and now you’re getting ready to gang up on soone? Do you really think you run this place?" Ma Yunbin huffed coldly, his expression unfriendly.
"Brother Bin—" He Haolin frowned.
"Don’t call ’brother,’ I don’t deserve the honor! Young Master He, take your little army of princelings and go! Don’t make lose my temper. Your old man can’t make lose my job as the restaurant owner, and he doesn’t have the guts to go to Beijing to undermine . That ans his little title and status are useless here. You get it. Now, get lost!" Ma Yunbin stared impassively at He Haolin and spoke in a low, stern voice. Until the matter was resolved, he hadn’t glanced at Qin Fan even once.
He Haolin’s jaw clenched, his teeth grinding audibly. First, it was Ji Yuchen’s slap-in-the-face attitude. Then, it was Qin Fan’s mocking strike. Now, it was Ma Yunbin’s rciless ultimatum. This rapid succession of events left He Haolin feeling utterly humiliated.
But in front of Ma Yunbin, he truly had no grounds to be arrogant. However, having no grounds for arrogance didn’t an he was willing to let Qin Fan off the hook. "Brother Bin, I’m the one this piece of trash hurt!"
"And weren’t you the one who started it?" Ma Yunbin retorted, his brow furrowed.
"Get lost." Seeing things had co to this, Qin Fan had lost interest in toying with an ant like He Haolin. He smiled faintly and casually flicked his hand.
With a loud CLANG, He Haolin was sent flying, landing flat on his face.
"Qin Fan, you bastard! You won’t be satisfied until you’re staring at your own coffin!" A cold sweat beaded on He Haolin’s face. While Qin Fan’s flick hadn’t caused serious internal injuries, the pampered young master was still assaulted by a pain so intense it felt like his body was falling apart. Sucking in a sharp breath, he shrieked in fury.
"He Haolin, are you determined to be shaless?" Ma Yunbin roared before Qin Fan could even speak.
At Qi Middle School, Ma Yunbin, with the principal backing him, feared no one. He would dare to show contempt even to soone like Ye Haoyuan, a scion from a top-tier family in Lingnan, let alone a re He Haolin.
"Brother Bin, I’m sorry. I’ve caused you trouble. We’ll leave right now!" Swallowing his indignation and sha, He Haolin forced the words out through clenched teeth, his lip trembling.
In my ten-plus years of life, have I ever been defeated by a young master of higher status? Yes, plenty of tis, but the social hierarchy was clear, so I had nothing to say. But now, Ji Yuchen and that good-for-nothing Qin Fan have tead up to publicly stomp my dignity into the dust. What kind of humiliation is this? I’ll rember this. I’ll rember all of it! If I don’t get revenge for this, how can I ever hold my head high in Jiangzhou again?
"A wise choice. Now disappear," Ma Yunbin said impassively.
With Wen Dongyou’s tily help, He Haolin staggered to his feet. He limped toward the stairs without another glance at Ji Yuchen or Qin Fan. One could only imagine the towering extent of his hatred. The number one young master of Jiangzhou had not only suffered a humiliating defeat and lost all face, but he was also destined to beco the butt of every joke at Qi Middle School and a classic laughingstock in high society circles.
After He Haolin and his cronies had completely gone, Ma Yunbin’s entire deanor changed. He sidled up to Qin Fan with a sheepish, flattering smile. "Mr. Qin, my apologies for being late!"
This scene left Ji Yuchen utterly dumbfounded.
What is going on? The man who just scared He Haolin into running away is now fawning over Qin Fan in the blink of an eye? Am I hallucinating?
Subconsciously, she shook her head. But the scene before her eyes was real: Ma Yunbin was even giving a slight bow as he spoke.
"And you are?" Qin Fan asked, a playful smile touching his lips.
"Mr. Qin, the principal of Qi Middle School is my uncle! You probably don’t recognize ; I rarely make an appearance here. A few days ago, at the Mountain and Water Manor, I was with my uncle! I saw you there, but you likely wouldn’t have noticed !" Ma Yunbin said, adopting an incredibly humble posture as he continued to curry favor. His voice and manner held no trace of the authority he had shown toward He Haolin.
Because Ji Yuchen was present, Ma Yunbin didn’t spell everything out, but his words were more than enough for Qin Fan to understand.
"Is that so? Well, thanks. Appreciate you solving a bit of trouble for , haha—" Qin Fan replied nonchalantly.
Once Ma Yunbin had said that much, Qin Fan knew the principal must have briefed him. Combined with the deeper aning he’d gleaned from the events at Mountain and Water Manor, Ma Yunbin’s intentions were crystal clear.
"No, no, no, Mr. Qin, you’re too polite! This is what I should do. Besides, you can consider this helping my uncle resolve so unnecessary trouble at the school!" Ma Yunbin responded hastily.
Trouble? As if an insignificant princeling like that could cause any real trouble for Qin Fan? What a joke! After Qin Fan walked away with over a billion from the Mountain and Water Manor, Ye Jizu didn’t dare to utter a peep in protest. Furthermore, his son, Ye Haoyuan, went to great lengths to flatter and welco Qin Fan after the incident! What did that signify? If my uncle and I, two n who used to move in Beijing circles, couldn’t grasp the deeper aning of all this, we would have lived all these years for nothing.
"Heh!" Qin Fan grunted, shaking his head slightly. He then asked, "How did you know I was here?"
"Mr. Qin, the restaurant manager downstairs inford . I told my staff to notify imdiately if you ca to dine. I got the ssage and was rushing over to give you a proper reception when I heard everyone buzzing about what was happening between you and He Haolin. So, I got fired up and ca charging up here!" Ma Yunbin explained candidly, hoping his show of attentiveness would earn him so goodwill.
Before Qin Fan could respond, he suddenly turned to Ji Yuchen and began to praise her lavishly. "Mr. Qin, is this your girlfriend? You have extraordinary taste, sir! Her beauty and temperant are so refined and otherworldly. She’s an absolute gem!"
A man in his twenties calling a teenage student ’Mister’ over and over again was already extrely strange to Ji Yuchen’s ears. But she never imagined the conversation would suddenly turn to her. Listening to Ma Yunbin’s words, a blush crept up her face, reaching the tips of her ears.
Girlfriend? Qin Fan’s girlfriend? What on earth is he talking about!
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