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    He glanced at the corridor outside.

    Chen Song’s face paled as he looked at Xu Shaochen, his voice trembling, “Are you really going to go down this path where both sides are destroyed?”

    “Smack!”

    Before he could finish, Xu Shaochen swiftly slapped him across the face, a smirk appearing at the corner of his mouth. “Are you even qualified?”

    As the words left his mouth, Xu Shaochen released his grip on Chen Song’s hair and stood up, casually pulling out a tissue to wipe his hands. “Two paths are in front of you. Choose for yourself.”

    “I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die!”

    Chen Song’s face twisted in despair. Looking like a madman, he pushed Han Tianxiong away and stumbled out of the office.

    Han Tianxiong only watched coldly, a faint sneer flashing in his eyes. Is that fool seriously thinking he can escape?

    “If he escapes, I’ll tear down the entire Han Family.” Xu Shaochen pointed at Han Tianxiong and chuckled, his tone calm.

    Han Tianxiong’s previously calm face changed instantly. He quickly took out his phone and dialed several numbers.

    After finishing his calls, Han Tianxiong finally let out a sigh of relief. Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he respectfully addressed Xu Shaochen, “Young Master Xu, don’t worry. Chen Song won’t get away.”

    Zhao Qingyu looked at Xu Shaochen in shock. From the moment they entered the room, Xu Shaochen had been continually shattering her previous impressions of him.

    She knew who Han Tianxiong was.

    He was a famous entrepreneur in Jiangzhou, having donated several teaching buildings to Jiangzhou University. To ordinary people like her, he was a high and untouchable figure.

    But what now? Since coming in, Han Tianxiong had acted humbly before Xu Shaochen. Xu Shaochen’s every word seemed to terrify him.

    Looking at Xu Shaochen, who exuded confidence from within, Zhao Qingyu felt momentarily dazed. Was this really the student she once knew? “Now, let’s talk about our matter.”

    Xu Shaochen pointed at Han Feng and said to Han Tianxiong.

    Han Tianxiong quickly responded, “Young Master Xu, it was my son who was reckless and offended you. As his father, I accept full responsibility. I apologize on his behalf and beg you to show mercy.”

    With that, Han Tianxiong bowed deeply to Xu Shaochen.

    “Young Master Xu, this is all my fault. Please have mercy.” Standing beside him, Han Feng also stepped forward, his voice trembling.

    Xu Shaochen picked up a cup of water and looked at it. Then, he casually said to Zhao Qingyu, “Go pour me some water.”

    Seeing Xu Shaochen’s matter-of-fact attitude, Zhao Qingyu became furious. This rascal, who do you think you’re ordering around?

    And that’s my cup! But knowing the situation, she couldn’t really argue. She obediently went to pour him a cup of water.

    Xu Shaochen took the water and took a sip to wet his throat. Looking at Han Tianxiong, he said, “Your son wanted to take my leg back then, and you think I should just let him off so easily?”

    “Please show mercy, Young Master Xu.” Han Tianxiong didn’t know what else to say, so he kept repeating those words.

    After all, Xu Shaochen wasn’t wrong. Han Feng had indeed tried to cripple him, something undeniable.

    “Had lunch yet?” Xu Shaochen suddenly changed the topic, looking at Han Feng.

    Han Feng was completely confused but still shook his head. “No…no.”

    “Then let’s eat first before we talk.” Xu Shaochen said, picking up a small ceramic plate that had been under the coffee cup on the desk.

    As he looked at the palm-sized glass plate, Han Feng’s face turned ghastly pale, and his lips began to tremble.

    Han Tianxiong’s face also changed drastically. He quickly spoke up, “Young Master Xu…”

    “Did I say you could speak?” Xu Shaochen turned his head and glared at Han Tianxiong with a cold, terrifying gaze.

    Han Tianxiong was struck dumb. He had no choice but to swallow his words.

    “If you don’t eat, there’s no need to talk.” Xu Shaochen glanced at Han Feng and picked up the plate, ready to throw it into the trash.

    “I’ll eat, I’ll eat it!”

    Han Feng hurriedly grabbed the plate, blurting out.

    If he ate that plate, he’d probably just end up in the hospital for a while. But if he didn’t, he might end up in the crematorium.

    “Go ahead.” Xu Shaochen passed him the plate, watching coldly.

    He was never one to be kind to his enemies. He always paid back his grudges.

    Han Feng took the plate with trembling hands, then smashed it on the ground, grinding the shards into small particles with his phone, before feeding them into his mouth, trembling all the while.

    Han Tianxiong watched the scene with an anxious and worried expression.

    Zhao Qingyu’s lips parted slightly, and she turned away, closing her eyes, unable to watch.

    “Y-Young Master Xu… it’s done.” Han Feng’s lips were a bloody mess as he looked at Xu Shaochen, his voice hoarse after swallowing the last bit of shards.

    Xu Shaochen looked at Han Tianxiong and said coolly, “One hundred million. You can take him to the hospital now.”

    “Yes, thank you, Young Master Xu! Thank you! The money will be delivered to you soon. I’ll take my son to the hospital now. Here’s my card. If you ever need anything, the Han Family will be at your service.”

    Han Tianxiong let out a long sigh of relief. One hundred million yuan wasn’t enough to cripple the Han Family. What scared him most was Xu Shaochen refusing to accept their concession.

    And besides, if they could use this opportunity to get on Xu Shaochen’s good side, this would be a blessing in disguise.

    With those words, Han Tianxiong hurriedly led Han Feng out of the office.

    After all, if they didn’t rush to the hospital, ingesting that many glass shards could lead to serious consequences.

    “Was it necessary to be so cruel?”

    Zhao Qingyu’s face was ashen as she looked at Xu Shaochen, feeling a lingering fear.

    “Cruel? The Han father and son are grateful to me.” Xu Shaochen scoffed, his tone dismissive.

    Zhao Qingyu was speechless. After all, the Han father and son did indeed seem grateful to Xu Shaochen.

    She didn’t know the whole story, so she said no more. After all, without knowing the facts, she had no right to judge.

    “Teacher Zhao, your photography skills are really lacking. How about I come over to your house tonight and admire the real thing up close?”

    Xu Shaochen hooked a finger under Zhao Qingyu’s chin, giving her a slight smile.

    “Go to hell! If you don’t like the pictures, then don’t look!”

    Zhao Qingyu’s face flushed red as she slapped Xu Shaochen’s hand away, gritting her teeth.

    You don’t appreciate the favor I gave you! There are plenty of guys wishing they could see more!

    But then she realized this guy actually just wanted to come to her place with impure intentions.

    “Get out!” Realizing this, Zhao Qingyu’s face turned even redder as she shouted.

    “Alright.”

    Xu Shaochen cheerfully made his exit.

    Chapter Summary

    Xu Shaochen slaps Chen Song who then flees in panic. Han Feng’s attempt to escape is curbed as Xu Shaochen forces Han Feng to eat glass shards. Han Tianxiong begs for forgiveness, offering money and assistance. Meanwhile, Zhao Qingyu is shocked by Xu Shaochen's ruthless side. After handling the Han Family, Xu Shaochen flirts teasingly with Zhao Qingyu.

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