Chapter Sixty-Three: A One-Sided Beating

Shangguan Renran knew him as well—the second son of the Huangpu family, Huangpu Qing'an, a cancer in City A.

She intended to ignore him and walk away, but he reached out to grab her. With a swift movement, she dodged, then raised her foot and knocked him down from behind, clean and decisive.

"I hope you won't become the next Huangpu Qingyin," she said coldly, her voice penetrating to the bone.

Huangpu Qing'an snapped awake, his mind clearing instantly. Yet, seeing her proud and aloof demeanor only stirred him further.

"Do you know who I am? I'm the second son of the Huangpu family. I'm of proper bloodline, unlike that bastard Huangpu Shenqing," he boasted, propping himself up against the wall, his tone filled with arrogance and pride. He knew Huangpu Shenqing liked her, so he had to let her know who the real heir of the Huangpu clan was.

"What did you say?" Shangguan Renran halted in her tracks.

"You think your birth is something to be proud of? At least the old lady of the Huangpu family never came between anyone's feelings. Your grandmother, on the other hand, climbed up as the mistress. How dare you say such shameless things?"

"You're lying! My grandmother was with my grandfather first—it was his grandmother who came later!"

"Hah, truly laughable. If the old Mr. Huangpu had really chosen your grandmother, I might have praised him. But he didn't. For his so-called successor, he chose a family alliance, then cheated within the marriage. You really are a family of your own kind," Shangguan Renran replied with biting sarcasm, her tone full of disdain. Everyone knew about this, but no one dared speak of it openly.

She stepped forward, enunciating each word, "In this lifetime, you will never measure up to Huangpu Shenqing. No, you aren't even worthy to be compared with our Mr. Huangpu."

"You... you bitch!" Huangpu Qing'an, humiliated and enraged, lifted his hand to teach her a lesson.

Shangguan Renran caught his hand, twisted it, and slapped him hard. The sound was crisp, echoing through the corridor.

"You... you actually dared to hit me?" Huangpu Qing'an cradled his face, utterly shocked.

"Just wait, I'll make you pay," he threatened, pulling out his phone to call his friends upstairs.

"I await you," Shangguan Renran replied, her aura icy and commanding, completely fearless.

Huangpu Shenqing, worried for Shangguan Renran’s safety, called the bar manager. But upon learning she hadn’t been received, he hung up and went out immediately.

Gong Yi and the others were in conversation. Seeing him rush out so urgently, they hurried after him.

The bar manager, receiving a call from the big boss, sighed inwardly—trouble had come. Upon realizing it was that young lady, he immediately led his team to search the entire bar.

When they reached the second-floor corridor, they were stunned, as were the bodyguards.

Even Lin Yan, meeting her for the first time, was utterly astonished. Gong Yi and Ouyang Mufeng’s mouths hung open, while Huangpu Shenqing simply smiled.

They watched Shangguan Renran single-handedly beating Huangpu Qing'an and his friends—beating them so thoroughly they couldn’t even fight back.

Shangguan Renran knew these sons of wealthy families had no real skills, so she didn’t hold back.

"Miss, we were wrong. We didn't see clearly!"

"Miss, please stop, my hand is useless!"

"Miss, it's our fault. Please stop!"

They should never have believed Huangpu Qing'an when he said she was a frail girl and needed to be taught a lesson. Who was the one crawling on the floor now, unable to get up? Who?

Shangguan Renran kicked them hard. "Don't let me see you bullying the weak with numbers again."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"We remember."

...

"Get out."

"Let's go, let's go!"

The five of them staggered away, carrying Huangpu Qing'an with them.

"Renran, come here," Huangpu Shenqing beckoned from the corridor.

Shangguan Renran then realized how many people were watching. Had she lost her image just now? Hmph, it was all their fault.

"Mr. Huangpu, why are you all out here?" she said, trotting over.

"Second sister-in-law, impressive," Ouyang Mufeng teased.

Gong Yi and Lin Yan smiled.

The bar manager quickly led the bodyguards downstairs. My goodness, the future boss’s wife was truly formidable.

Shangguan Renran felt a bit embarrassed. Huangpu Shenqing pulled her into his arms. "It's late now. I'll take Renran home."

"Alright," Lin Yan replied.

"Goodbye, Brother Lin. Goodbye, Gong Yi and Mufeng!"

"Goodbye, second sister-in-law," Ouyang Mufeng checked his watch—damn, it was just past seven, and this was already considered late?

When Shangguan Renran got in the car, she noticed her Mr. Huangpu was smiling at her.

She knew he was definitely laughing at her.

She snorted. Was she really that amusing just now?

"Renran is very impressive," Huangpu Shenqing said, fastening her seatbelt and starting the car.

After dropping Shangguan Renran home, Huangpu Shenqing returned to his private villa, where the butler came up to greet him.

"Young master, they've all left. Ten are staying in Z Country, the rest have been assigned elsewhere. Should this be handled discreetly?"

"No need. Once you find the old man’s businesses, destroy them all. Don’t worry about being found out," Huangpu Shenqing commanded with authority.

"Yes, I’ll pass it along. Will young master be practicing cooking tonight?"

Huangpu Shenqing practiced every night; he had mastered Chinese, Western, and Japanese cuisine.

"Yes, I’ll change and come down."

—

"Renran?"

After her bath, Shangguan Renran received a call from her grandfather.

"Grandpa, I miss you so much," she said sweetly, her voice carrying through the phone.

"Don’t try that with me. What happened with the car accident last time?"

If not for someone from the Night Brigade accidentally mentioning it today, he wouldn’t have known his precious granddaughter had been bullied.

"Grandpa, I’m fine, just a little scratch."

"You think I’ll believe that? I want to see you tomorrow, or I’ll come to Z Country and find you myself," Ye Hai said angrily, hanging up the phone.