It's Not Too Late to Apologize

...

The next day.

Early in the morning, Qin Ning and the others gathered downstairs at the hotel.

Wu Lei had already prepared three commercial vans.

Qin Ning, Qin Fei, and their group took one car, with Cheng Weiyang driving.

Wang Er and the others got into the other two cars respectively.

The three vehicles set off together, touring all over the provincial capital.

It wasn't until noon that they found a restaurant to eat at.

Because it was a scenic area in the suburbs, there were a lot of tourists, and the private rooms in the restaurant had long been fully booked.

However, with Wang Er and Wu Lei's power of money, they quickly reached a friendly agreement with the guests in one of the private rooms.

A few minutes later, the waiters cleared the table, and Qin Ning and the others entered the private room.

Qin Fei and the girls ordered a few dishes first, then handed the menu to Wu Lei and Liang Jie. After all, they were native to Dong Province and knew much better which local dishes were delicious and which were not.

"Young Master Liang, Young Master Wu, it really is you. I thought I saw wrong just now."

While everyone was chatting and waiting for the food to be served, a young man suddenly walked in from outside and smilingly greeted Liang Jie and Wu Lei.

"Young Master Li."

Liang Jie and Wu Lei also recognized him: Li Yuqiang.

The son of the top boss Li Yan, and one of the most elite young masters in Dong Province.

Besides Li Yuqiang, there was a young woman following beside him. She was dressed quite revealingly, wearing light makeup, and looked rather attractive.

This was Li Yuqiang's new girlfriend, Ye Jing.

"Cheng Weiyang?"

Her gaze swept across the people in the private room, and when she saw Cheng Weiyang, she couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

"You are..."

Cheng Weiyang was also stunned for a moment before recognizing her. "Ye Jing?"

This was her college classmate, though the relationship between the two had never been very good.

Because Cheng Weiyang came from an ordinary background, she had often been mocked by Ye Jing in the past.

She hadn't expected to bump into her here after graduation.

It was said that Ye Jing's family was quite wealthy; her parents ran a company and had a net worth of tens of millions.

"Xiao Jing, is this your friend?" Li Yuqiang asked curiously.

"Hehe, not really a friend, just a former classmate," Ye Jing smiled disdainfully.

As soon as she said this, everyone in the private room narrowed their eyes. Obviously, they could all hear that this woman named Ye Jing seemed to have a grudge against Cheng Weiyang.

"Cheng Weiyang, why are you also in Dong Province? And I remember your family being quite poor, right? How come you're here eating, drinking, and having fun? Could it be that you've hooked up with some sugar daddy?"

As Ye Jing spoke, her gaze also swept over Qin Ning, because at this moment, Qin Fei was sitting on Qin Ning's right, and Cheng Weiyang was sitting exactly on his left.

"You stinking bitch, what the hell are you saying?"

Wang Er and the others instantly became furious, slamming the table and standing up.

"Hurry up and apologize to Sister Weiyang, or don't blame us for being merciless!" Zhou Ping'an spoke fiercely.

"What do you want to do?!"

Right then, Ye Jing's boyfriend Li Yuqiang also got angry. These guys actually dared to call his girlfriend a stinking bitch. As a top young master of Dong Province, how could he pretend he didn't hear that?

"Young Master Liang, Young Master Wu, are these people your friends? You better tell them to apologize to Xiao Jing immediately, otherwise..."

Liang Jie and Wu Lei also turned cold and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Li, you'd better discipline your girlfriend properly. Also, if you apologize right now, maybe things can still go in a good direction. Otherwise, it will be too late for regrets later."

"What do you mean?"

Hearing this, Li Yuqiang's face darkened, and he felt even more displeased in his heart.

Asking him to apologize?

Are these two guys mistaken?

"Who do you think I am? Making me apologize? This is Dong Province!" Li Yuqiang snorted coldly.

Liang Jie said very seriously, "Young Master Li, I'm not joking with you. It's still not too late to apologize now. These friends of mine are not people you can afford to offend."

"Hehe..."

Hearing this, Li Yuqiang's face instantly showed disdain. "Young Master Liang, we've been friends for so many years, and now you want to fall out with me over other friends? I don't care what their identities are. If they push me, I won't even give you face, let alone them just being your friends. Just watch and see if I teach them a lesson!"

"Boy, you talk big, wanting to teach us a lesson. Are you worthy?" Xia Fei scoffed, spitting fiercely on the ground.

"Good, good, good, just you wait!"

Seeing that they had the advantage in numbers, Li Yuqiang naturally did not dare to explode on the spot. After leaving a harsh remark, he took Ye Jing and retreated from the private room.

"Sister Weiyang, calm down first. Later, I guarantee we'll make those two come back to kowtow and admit their mistakes to you!" Liang Jie said.

After saying that, he directly took out his phone and called Liang Lihua, "Dad..."

After learning what happened from his son, Liang Lihua, who was currently drinking tea with Wang Yousheng in an office, suddenly showed a solemn expression on his face. "Alright, send me the address. I'll head over there right now."

After hanging up the phone, Liang Lihua briefly explained the matter to Wang Yousheng.

"This Li Yan, how does he discipline his son, to actually provoke Young Master Qin?"

Wang Yousheng frowned, then stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll go with you."

"Alright."

As the two spoke, they did not go downstairs directly, but instead went to another office upstairs.

"Come in."

After a light knock on the door, a response could be heard from inside the office.

Pushing the door open, they saw Li Yan sitting at the desk, having just finished a phone call.

"Lao Wang, Lao Liang, is there something the matter?"

In the morning, Li Yan had also sat and drank tea with Wang Yousheng, so he naturally knew him.

"Lao Li, that call just now, it was from your son, right?" Liang Lihua asked.

Hearing this, Li Yan was taken aback. "How did you know?"

Subsequently, Wang Yousheng briefly explained what had happened.

After hearing this, Li Yan almost lost his balance and fell to the ground. He stood up abruptly. "Are you saying that the person my son just offended is Young Master Qin?"

"Who else?"

Upon receiving confirmation, Li Yan immediately cursed, "Damn it! This brat! I swear..."

While cursing, he picked up his phone and hurriedly dialed back.

"Dad, what's wrong? Have you sent people over?"

On this end of the phone, Li Yuqiang, who was accompanying his girlfriend Ye Jing in another private room getting ready to eat, asked curiously.

"Send people? I'm going over there personally right now!"

Li Yan took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the anger in his heart. "Listen to me carefully. Right now, sit obediently where you are and don't move. Even if you need to use the bathroom, you better shit in your pants for me!"

Recommend Series

Vanished for a Millennium, How Did My Dilapidated Sect Become a Sacred Site?

Vanished for a Millennium, How Did My Dilapidated Sect Become a Sacred Site?

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

The Apocalypse: I, a Top Assassin, Became a Loli

The Apocalypse: I, a Top Assassin, Became a Loli

g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!

Every Sect Member Gives Me One Year of Cultivation Every Day

Every Sect Member Gives Me One Year of Cultivation Every Day

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

I Feed Myself to the Demons in the Demon Suppression Bureau

I Feed Myself to the Demons in the Demon Suppression Bureau

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"