Sun Yecheng’s threat to Gu Jiaojiao had just left his lips.
Before the crowd could intervene, Gu Jiaojiao slowly swayed to her feet.
"Sun Yecheng, touch me. I dare you."
The girl’s face was fair and pretty, but her expression held a hint of coldness. The formidable aura of the business queen from her past life erupted in that instant, creating an overwhelming presence.
A powerful aura isn’t something one is born with; it’s cultivated. In her past life, Gu Jiaojiao had clawed her way through the business world on her own merit, building her company into an international powerhouse without any family help. That alone was a testament to her character.
She only looked delicate; her personality was anything but.
This undeniable aura of someone in a position of power successfully stunned everyone.
Sun Yecheng was taken aback. It was the first time he’d ever felt pressured by a woman. The person before him was clearly delicate and weak—his arm was nearly thicker than her leg. And yet, her sharp gaze was enough to make his own bravado crumble, leaving him resentful.
Realizing that he was being overpowered by a woman, Sun Yecheng grew resentful.
"Gu Jiaojiao, you really think I don’t dare to lay a hand on you? Today, I’ll..."
"Sun Yecheng, you’re courting death."
A shout laced with killing intent came from behind. At the sound, the crowd turned in unison to see Leng Yuan standing at the back, his face grim. He was motionless and expressionless, his pitch-black eyes dark and heavy, and a formidable pressure radiated from his entire being.
A shiver of fear ran through the crowd.
They quickly parted to let Leng Yuan walk through. He might not be old, but everyone was afraid of him—the man could kill a wild boar single-handedly.
Leng Yuan first looked Gu Jiaojiao over from head to toe. Only after confirming that not a single hair on his little wife’s head was out of place did he turn to face Sun Yecheng.
"You want a fight? Fine. I’ll give you one."
At these words, all eyes in the crowd snapped to Sun Yecheng.
One was the Qingshan Team’s famous strongman, the other was the man on the team who could kill a wild boar. To be honest, if those two were to fight, no one could guess who would come out on top.
Leng Yuan’s reputation was well-known—everyone said he could kill a wild boar with his bare hands—but no one had ever actually seen him do it.
As for the last incident at the Educated Youth quarters, some people felt that Leng Yuan had just gotten lucky.
The image of being picked up and thrown by Leng Yuan flashed through his mind, and Sun Yecheng felt he’d never be able to show his face in public again.
’He hadn’t even found a wife yet! He couldn’t lose face like that.’
’A fight was out of the question. Absolutely not.’
’He wasn’t going to agree to it.’
Sun Yecheng even took two tactical steps backward, giving Leng Yuan no opportunity to get close.
"Wait, I don’t want to fight. I just want Gu Jiaojiao to apologize to my younger sister."
Chen JianShe chose that moment to walk over. Hearing Sun Yecheng’s words, he taunted him bluntly.
"Sun Yecheng, a grown man like you bullying my sister-in-law, a young woman? Have you no shame?"
"If you’ve really got guts, then fight my big brother. Man to man, that’s fair. But judging by the look on your face... you’re not scared, are you? No, that can’t be it. Weren’t you acting all high and mighty just a moment ago?"

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