Arrogant and overbearing

've been bullying me too! You drugged me, and you covered your face! Are you afraid I'll call the police... I...I...where is my ID And my phone! Come back!!"This guy returned my backpack and first-aid...I've never met this Shen Qingrui before, but the way she talks and acts makes me feel like she wants to trample me!

“Blame it on your Hou family! You spent five million to hire a half-baked Kun Dao under the banner of the Shen family. As the next head of the Shen family, if I offer a lower price than this pretender, where will we put the face of our Shen family!” Shen Qingrui's words were sharp and aggressive.

Hou Shaowen's face wasn't looking good. He said in a low voice, "Miss Shen, there's a big problem with the project I'm working on. The cash flow is broken now. Without 5 million in cash, can we discuss the price again"

"No." Shen Qingrui's refusal was cold and merciless: "Young Master Hou, I don't care how your project goes. All I care about is that my reputation as Shen Qingrui and the Shen family remain intact. Whenever I take action, I will never leave room for future complications. This is well known in the circle... Or perhaps you should try finding that half-baked Kun Dao gang to solve your problems Hmph..."

Her tone was extremely disdainful. That arrogant, self-important, and condescending air, like she looked down on everyone else – I really wanted to throw the coffee in my hand at her face!

Why me!

Last time, Hou Zhiyu herself said that it was five million. She also asked other masters, and as soon as one master saw the compass in my hand, he recognized me as the Kun Dao of the Shen family, and then he left with a flick of his sleeve.

In the end, my brother and I made five million dollars, which instantly made us the envy of everyone in our circle.

Hou Shaowen's expression was very conflicted, he seemed to have really encountered a difficult situation. If it were usual, five million wouldn't be too difficult for this young master.

Shen Qingrui continued, “I’m not boasting, but the danger of this matter, I estimate that few people can solve it thoroughly. I believe Young Master Hou has also asked some masters to take a look, none of them dare to take it on, right That’s why you came to me… Let alone that half-baked Kun Dao. If she dared to intervene recklessly, her life might be in danger.”

This sentence hit Hou Shaowen's weak spot, and he gritted his teeth in conflict.

Shen Qingrui every sentence must step on me, which makes me very unhappy. This woman is already arrogant enough, why does she have to bring me into every sentence

What angered me even more was that Jiang Qiyun could actually remember this woman's phone number!

This... Could it be that Jiang Qiyun likes this kind of domineering and powerful female strong person

I recalled that he had indeed said with a disgusted look on his face that I was too fragile and couldn't stand it when things got tough, so I would cry.

Perhaps this kind of strong woman would make a man feel the desire to conquer her. Moreover, having her by your side would be very impressive.

Song Wei probably understood the cause and effect, and whispered comfortingly: "It's okay, Xiao Qiao. Although she is taller than you, has longer legs, is more mature, and richer than you… But she's not as pretty as you! Your boyfriend likes you so much, she can't beat you!"

After saying that, she herself didn't believe it, and whispered: But all men are fickle.

I saw Hou Shaowen grit his teeth and struggle for a while, almost as if he had compromised.

Just as he was about to speak, I don't know which wire in my brain snapped, and I suddenly chimed in, "Young Master Hou, what a coincidence!"

Therefore, jealousy is the devil.

At that time, I was… indeed a little bit jealous.

Hou Shaowen looked up and saw me, surprise evident in his eyes. I walked over and sat beside him, smiling politely: "Thank you last time for your sister taking care of our business. If there's anything you need in the future, please come to us."

Hou Shaowen maintained the demeanor of a playboy and managed a strained smile: "I'm not as rich as my sister, I'm afraid I can't afford you."

“Your Hou family is a big client and old friend of mine. Don't worry about the money, it's just that my brother charges for his things. As for me, just take a look, you could even send me a little red envelope on WeChat.” I said this while looking at Shen Qingrui who was sitting opposite me.

This woman was probably in her mid-twenties, with slender willow eyebrows and a pair of sharp, intelligent phoenix eyes. Her makeup was delicately applied.

She wore two diamond earrings, and her chest, fingers, and wrists were adorned with glittering diamond jewelry. She crossed her arms and sat down on the sofa, radiating the message: I'm rich!

Compared to her, my form-fitting workout clothes and sneakers felt... pathetically inadequate.

Shen Qingrui narrowed her eyes, a smirk playing on her red lips as she coldly laughed, "The Mu family Haven't you learned your lesson yet Your father is still lying in the hospital, a half-baked family..."

Hearing her mock my father like that, I felt a surge of anger. I stood up and said angrily, "What has the Mu family done to you You start by insulting my parents"

“Parents” she sneered. “The saying ‘born with a father, but raised without a mother’ applies to you, doesn't it Your mother eloped from the Shen family back then, and now you dare to use the Shen family's name to make money You have such thick skin, no wonder you're a descendant of that shady business family.”

I was so angry that my breath caught in my chest, just about to retort when Song Wei "accidentally" slipped her hand behind me!

Four cups of coffee splashed all over Shen Qingrui's face, soaking her hair, clothes, and skirt!

"Sorry! Sorry!" Song Wei's tears welled up instantly: "I, I, I just wanted to see what you guys were arguing about, and I accidentally overheard... I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, let me help you wipe it!"

This acting... is way better than mine, full marks.

Shen Qingrui scolded Song Wei angrily, scolding her so much that Song Wei lowered her head and cried loudly: "I, I can't afford it, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just a student... I won't come to such an expensive place again, okay I owe you first"

Her loud voice attracted the attention of everyone. Shen Qingrui, who was extremely concerned about her image, could only grumble angrily and stomp away.

As soon as she left, Song Wei wiped her tears and I couldn't help but smile. I winked at her, and Song Wei flinched, finished her other cup of four-digit coffee, then slipped away quietly.

"Young Master Hou, what happened that you want to get the Shen family involved Tell us about it, maybe my brother and I can help." I steered the conversation back on track.

Shen Qingru just said every word to step on me, I'm so angry, I have to slap her face!

Hou Shaowen wore an expression of utter exhaustion, hopeless and defeated. He told me about this matter with no expectation of anything good coming from it.

His grandfather seems to be nearing the end of his life. He had a shaman perform a ritual to bring him back, and he did recover for a while, but now he is in a deep coma and could die at any moment.

But the power struggle within his family was too intense. Although he was the eldest grandson, he was ostracized because of his youth, and even the old loyalists of the group didn't acknowledge him.

And lately, the projects he's been working on have been constantly running into problems, leaving him in a very passive position. Now the entire project is stalled, the financial chain is broken, and if he goes home to ask for help, he won't only not get any, but could even be kicked out of the board of directors for incompetence. So he's as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"What's wrong with your project" I asked.

His face was pale with fear: “Phase one of the project was fine, and it sold well. But when we started developing phase two, a huge hole appeared on the construction site—"

>m. He looks like a little baby, soft and cute, but his tone of voice is just like Master’s.But he would also get so angry that he'd turn into a little dumpling, and when he landed I didn't pick him up...