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Chapter 48: Waking up from the wine scare

Chapter 48: Chapter 48: Waking up from the wine scare

"Guo Shao, don’t be hasty, no matter how urgent, you can’t do it here, right? Get someone to take them to the upstairs private box, and we’ll take our time." Liang Chao sneered disgustingly.

The fat man grinned lewdly, then waved his hand, and a few burly men in black rushed over.

"Take these two bitches to the upstairs private box," the fat man said with a grim smile.

Xia Yanbing and Lin Hongzhuang’s faces changed dramatically.

"What do you want to do?" Xia Yanbing took out her phone, "If you dare to mess with us, I’ll call the police."

Liang Chao swiftly stepped forward, snatched Xia Yanbing’s phone, and smashed it to pieces.

"Damn it, it’s my favor to be interested in you, don’t pretend to be pure in front of me. Take them away." Liang Chao sneered coldly.

Xia Yanbing’s face turned slightly pale. It was her first time encountering such a situation. Seeing the black-clothed men approaching, she grabbed a glass and threw the bottle on the table at them.

The men in black dodged one after another.

"Linlin, run!" Xia Yanbing took advantage of the chaos to pull Lin Hongzhuang and run.

Liang Chao’s face was sullen, "Damn it, a bunch of trash, can’t even catch two women, block them for me."

The two had not yet reached the stairs when they saw several more men in black rush up the staircase.

Xia Yanbing instinctively pulled Lin Hongzhuang to run back, but they were intercepted by the men in black who pursued them.

"Shit, bitches, let’s see where you can run now?" Liang Chao walked over with a sinister smile.

The fat man, with a vicious look, shouted, "Take them to the upstairs private box. I’m going to enjoy them to death tonight."

"Don’t come over," Xia Yanbing shouted tremulously.

Lin Hongzhuang, although valiant by nature, felt her legs go weak in such a perilous moment.

"Linlin, I’ll create a distraction in a moment, you seize the chance to run out and call the police." Xia Yanbing, still reasonably calm, slowly retreated toward their previous table. On it were the wads of cash Liang Chao had thrown, which might delay them for a while if scattered.

"No, I’ll hold them off while you run. It’s my mess; I’ll handle it," Lin Hongzhuang, though frightened, remained loyal.

"What are you standing there for? Grab them," Liang Chao roared.

Xia Yanbing pulled Lin Hongzhuang and threw the cash from the table toward them, but things didn’t go as planned. Before they could take two steps, they were grabbed by the men in black, each woman held by a burly man, unable to break free on their own strength.

"Let us go. If you dare touch a hair on us, I won’t spare you," Lin Hongzhuang shouted.

"Damn, when you’re crying ’big brother’ later after I’ve had my way with you, let’s see if you still have a sharp tongue," the fat man sneered, waving his hand, "Take them upstairs."

Xia Yanbing and Lin Hongzhuang turned pale with fear, knowing that if they were taken upstairs, they would be doomed.

"Help, help..." Lin Hongzhuang shouted for aid.

But in this nightclub, her cries were drowned out by heavy metal music, barely audible to those nearby. Those who could hear were acquainted with Liang Chao and the fat man and didn’t dare meddle. Otherwise, someone would have intervened long ago.

"Shout all you want, let’s see who dares to help you here. This is my turf; I don’t believe anyone wants to die by meddling in my affairs." The fat man arrogantly declared.

"What’s going on, what’s the commotion? Are we still doing business or not?"

Just as the fat man finished his words, someone shouted from nearby.

The fat man’s expression turned furious, and he was about to swear when he saw the young man stepping up from the stairs, immediately falling silent, his face pleading.

The man wore a gray suit, looked well-built, with a beer bottle in his hand, and his steps were a bit unsteady, clearly having drunk a lot.

Liang Chao immediately put on a sycophantic smile.

"Cousin."

"Young Zhang."

Liang Chao and the fat man, nodding and bowing, greeted him.

Xia Yanbing and Lin Hongzhuang thought someone was there to help them, but hearing Liang Chao and the fat man’s greetings, their faces fell with disappointment.

Especially Xia Yanbing, who had hoped a knight in shining armor might send someone to save her, only to be let down upon finding out it wasn’t the case.

"What are you two up to, causing a ruckus in a place of business? Who’s letting you act out?" the young man berated them, swinging the beer bottle.

Liang Chao and the fat man nodded and bowed, all smiles.

The young man caught sight of Xia Yanbing and Lin Hongzhuang, eyes brightening at the sight of two beautiful women, exceedingly rare finds.

"Who are these two?" The young man asked.

The fat man was about to speak, but Liang Chao beat him to it, "Young Zhang, these two are new, but they don’t know their place. I was just about to teach them a lesson."

The fat man immediately understood Liang Chao’s intent. No harassment of customers was the rule here, but if these women were said to be new hostesses, there would be no problem.

"They look quality, never seen such pretty women coming to be hostesses," the young man laughed.

Liang Chao, full of flattery, said, "Young Zhang, if you like, I’ll send them to your room."

The young man laughed, patting Liang Chao’s shoulder, "You clever lad, doing things properly. Send them to my room then."

"He’s talking nonsense, we are not hostesses," Xia Yanbing said coldly.

Surprised, the young man turned to look at Liang Chao.

Liang Chao’s expression changed slightly, hurriedly pleading with a smile, "Young Zhang, these women are quite arrogant, relying on their looks, refusing to admit they’re hostesses."

"Oh, is that so, never mind, just send them to my room first," the young man dismissed them with a wave.

Xia Yanbing said coldly, "We’re truly not hostesses, we’re just here as customers. I’m Xia Yanbing, general manager of Xia Group. If you don’t believe me, you can check."

"You two shut up. Considering yourself a general manager—why not say you’re the president?" Liang Chao sneered, "Obey Young Zhang nicely, or else there’ll be consequences."

However, the young man referred to as Young Zhang’s face suddenly changed dramatically.

Xia Yanbing?

Those three words sobered him up immediately.

Young Zhang wasn’t someone else; he was Zhang Wenhao’s second son, Zhang Shun.

This afternoon, his father, Zhang Wenhao, suddenly called him to the hospital. His older brother Zhang Hao had been injured, with both hands impaled by some object. When he asked who did it, neither his father nor his brother would say.

Moreover, his father had issued a warning right before his third brother Zhang Lin, who lay in the hospital bed—if anyone dared to provoke Xia Yanbing again, they would be kicked out of the Zhang Family, and the Zhang Family would no longer care for their fate.

At that time, he remembered how his third brother, Zhang Lin, was indignant, only to be slapped into a bloody mouth by his father repeatedly.

Zhang Shun remembered his father Zhang Wenhao and older brother Zhang Hao’s pale faces and fear-filled eyes—it was his first time seeing his father so frightened. But when he asked, neither his father nor his brother would tell him anything, only repeatedly urging him not to provoke Xia Yanbing at all costs.

Zhang Shun wasn’t foolish. If both his father and brother said such things, it clearly meant that Xia Yanbing was someone they absolutely couldn’t afford to offend. But his father had reminded him only this afternoon, and now such a thing happened; Zhang Shun’s face immediately turned ghostly pale, fully sobering him up in fear.

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