My peerless beauty school flower wife

Chapter 213 Stepped on Shit (Part [-])
Ye Xuan sat in the dessert area, filling his stomach with one piece of cake after another.

He didn't look for Tang Xiaorou for the time being.

I plan to find her after I'm full.

After eating the cake, Ye Xuan took a few glasses of red wine, drank it as cold water, and drank it down his throat.

Afterwards, he went to the seafood area, caught a few lobsters, peeled the shells and ate them.

Ye Xuan has an enmity with the Wang family, but it doesn't mean he has an enmity with the Wang family's food.

You can eat Wang's food without spending money.

Why not?
"Look at that guy, he still says he's a big boss, just like this kind of guy, at most he can be considered a local tyrant, a nouveau riche. Big boss, is he worthy?"

"Cut, who says it's not? But who knows, they have more than 300 billion US dollars. These days, those who have money are the masters, and those who have no money are not even grandchildren."

"Hmph! This kind of nouveau riche dares to call himself a boss? How shameless."

Some people, seeing Ye Xuan eating, were extremely disdainful and reprimanded him severely.

At the corner of Wang Zetian's mouth, a few faint smiles were outlined.

He walked along the road and heard too many words like this, dissatisfied with Ye Xuan.

This made him feel even more.

Just because a trash like Ye Xuan deserves to fight the Wang family?
I really don't know how to live or die.

With Yan Tie and Song Renci as supporters, Wang Zetian gained confidence.

It's too easy to humiliate Ye Xuan.

With a condensed face, he took a glass of red wine and walked up to Ye Xuan who was eating lobster.

"Mr. Tang, it's fine if you come here uninvited. Now, if you still eat here, you don't think much of me, Wang Zetian."

Wang Zetian deliberately raised his voice, his eyes were extremely cold, and he scolded in a cold voice.

"Knowing that I don't take you seriously, you still seek to humiliate yourself. Are you mentally retarded?"

Ye Xuan threw the huge lobster leg aside, half-closed his eyes, looked at Wang Zetian, and sneered: "You rich people are different. When you were young, you drank Sanlu milk powder and ate waste oil. To grow so big, Not easy."

"You're the one who fucking drinks Sanlu milk powder!"

Wang Zetian's eyes were hollow, his eyes were extremely deep, and he said coldly.

"I'm from the mountains, so I haven't drunk it before."

Ye Xuan shook his head and responded.

Changbai Mountain is a place without pollution, so where does the Sanlu milk powder come from, that kind of "high-quality" milk powder.

"Mountain people? Hehe, no wonder you have such a face without quality."

Wang Zetian snorted coldly, a feeling of superiority of the rich second generation emerged spontaneously.

"Oh! It's much better looking than you with a shoehorn face."

Ye Xuan stood up, and teased contemptuously, he knew that Wang Zetian would definitely find support, so he deliberately found fault.

"you!"

Wang Zetian was angry, half-closed his eyes, and stared at Ye Xuan viciously.

Immediately, he squeezed the red wine glass tightly in his hand, and poured the red wine in the glass towards Ye Xuan viciously.

"You look wretched, and you know that you will do this."

Ye Xuan smiled coldly, and without thinking, he quickly raised his foot, a shoe print, covering Wang Zetian.

The red wine was spilled evenly and was covered by the soles of Ye Xuan's shoes.

With a bang, Ye Xuan's red wine-stained soles covered Wang Zetian's face.

And Wang Zetian, as if being hit hard, fell to the ground on his back.

He just felt a sharp pain on his face.

There was warmth in the nose, and a smear of blood flowed out from the nostrils.

"How dare you hit someone?"

Wang Zetian showed cruelty.

But at the corner of his mouth, there was a gloomy smile.

The scheme has succeeded!
Many guests, seeing Wang Zetian being beaten, quickly surrounded him.

And Tang Xiaorou, and Lin Xueji, seeing this, also hurried over.

Tang Xiaorou passed through the crowd, walked to Ye Xuan, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"It's okay to beat a dog."

Ye Xuan looked down at Wang Zetian with a condescending smile, and said with a sneer, "How does the red wine taste? Isn't it very good? I forgot to tell you, I stepped on shit on the way here!"

stepped on shit...

No wonder it's a little salty and a little stinky.

After a long time, it turned out that he stepped on shit.

Wang Zetian suddenly came to his senses.

No wonder he took a few sips just now and felt that there was something wrong with the taste of the red wine.

It turned out that it smelled like shit.

"shit……"

The expression on Wang Zetian's face froze immediately.

I said your mother sells batches.

Just now, he sipped the red wine mixed with feces, and he was still at ease, thinking it was very tasty.

"What a painful realization that shit used to be all he had."

At this moment, only this song can describe Wang Zetian's heart.

This feeling of eating shit is indescribable.

It's like he paid the money and went to bed, only to find that the person next to him was sleeping with a handle.

awkward!

"Tang Xuan, I hate your mother. I will never end with you."

Wang Zetian roared with a grim face.

He clasped his mouth with his hands and vomited forcefully, but nothing came out.

After all, the wine had entered his throat, even if it was mixed with feces, he could only swallow it.

"Mr. Tang, isn't it too unkind of you to do this?"

At this time, Song Yufan, who had been standing by the side, smiled coldly and scolded.

"Young Master Song, do you like meddling so much?"

Ye Xuan turned around abruptly, stared at Song Yufan coldly with a gloomy face, and asked.

"Heh, there is a biao standing next to Mr. Tang, which makes me feel very uncomfortable. I can't help but say a few more words."

Song Yufan's eyes were extremely sharp, he glanced coldly at Tang Xiaorou next to Ye Xuan, and said grimly.

"Bitch you are paralyzed!"

Before Song Yufan could say a second sentence.

Ye Xuan stepped forward vigorously, kicked Song Yufan to the ground, and stepped on him.

"Those who dare to scold me, believe it or not, I will kill you?"

Ye Xuan half-closed his eyes, his eyes were extremely cold, staring at Song Yufan under his feet, and scolded in a cold voice.

"you dare!"

Song Yufan was very strong.

To Ye Xuan, there is no fear.

"Try it, dare I?"

Ye Xuan's expression was extremely serious, and he stepped on Song Yufan's chest.

Song Yufan only felt a "click" sound from the bone in his chest, and a mouthful of hot blood was stuffed in his chest cavity.

With a "poof", Song Yufan turned pale and spat out blood.

The whole person was in great pain, with a grim face.

"Don't say it's you, even if your old man is here, I still dare to slap him in the face."

Ye Xuan was condescending, with no tenderness in his cold eyes, he scolded sharply.

As soon as this remark came out, I was completely shocked.

Those distinguished guests showed shock on their faces.

Ye Xuan, even Song Renci, the patriarch of the Song family, who owns hundreds of billions of assets and controls half of the money in Jiangbei City, is not in his eyes.

He even threatened to slap Song Renci in the face in public.

This is unavoidable, and it is too insolent.

The second floor of the Royal Hall.

Song Renci drank tea with a relaxed expression.

Opposite him.

Yan Tie sat calmly with a calm expression.

The two talked verbally, speaking slowly.

A seemingly simple conversation can influence the economic lifeline of half of the companies in Jiangbei City.

Conversations between big people can often dictate the fate of those little people.

At this time, a waiter hurried into the private room.

"President Song, your son was beaten."

The waiter, with a dignified expression, hurried to Song Renci's side and whispered in his ear.

"what?!"

The tea in Song Renci's cup was shaken violently, and his face was very ugly.

"President Song, that man is on the first floor, trampling your son under his feet. He even threatened to say..."

There was a sneer at the corner of the waiter's mouth, and he hesitated to speak.

"say what?"

Song Renci's face was extremely cold.

"He said that if you were in front of him, he would dare to slap you in the face."

The waiter smiled coldly.

Recount to Song Renci exactly what Wang Zetian told him.

"Hehe, it seems that Jiangbei City is going to be turned upside down. Unexpectedly, someone dared to threaten to slap me in the face in public. I want to see how he dares to slap me in the face?"

Song Renci showed a cruel face, half-closed eyes, extremely sharp, and said in a harsh voice.

(End of this chapter)