Step Down with Your Foot

"Son, just bear with it for now."

Xia Feng took a deep breath and instructed two attendants.

"I'll give each of you 500,000. Both of you, go and hold him down for me."

500,000!

What a stroke of luck!

The two attendants' eyes lit up, and they immediately pinned the Rich Young Master to the ground.

Xia Feng stood up from the floor.

"Xia Feng, what are you planning to do?" The noblewoman nervously grabbed Xia Feng's arm. "He's our own son, our only son! You can't do anything to him!"

"I can't do anything to him?" Xia Feng let out a cold laugh. "Do you know who he offended? Su Hua! The renowned head of Su Corporation! If she targets our company, Xia Corporation will go bankrupt within a month."

If he lost his son, he could always find another woman to bear him another. But if the company was gone, everything would truly be lost.

No—it wasn’t just the company that would be ruined.

They themselves would also face retaliation from Su Hua.

"Husband," the noblewoman pleaded, tears welling in her eyes. "If the company goes bankrupt, so be it. But we only have this one son. Do you really value the company more than your own child?"

"Yes, the company is more important!" Xia Feng replied icily.

The noblewoman's eyes widened in shock.

He really chose the company!

Before she could recover, Xia Feng's merciless voice rang out again. "As for a son, he’s not the only one. If he’s gone, I can always have another."

The noblewoman paled as realization struck her.

From Xia Feng’s words, it sounded like he intended to find another woman to bear him a son.

No!

This couldn’t happen!

If another woman gave birth to his son, the Xia family fortune would go to her child, leaving no place for her or Jian'er.

"No, you can’t do this to Jian'er!"

She threw her arms protectively in front of the Rich Young Master.

"Get out of my way!" Xia Feng grabbed her arm and shoved her aside with force.

Then, with a dark expression, he strode toward the Rich Young Master.

Everyone watched in tense curiosity, wondering how Xia Feng would deal with his own son.

Butler Wang stroked his chin, thoroughly entertained by the unfolding drama.

This trip had been worth it.

Who knew there’d be such a juicy appetizer before the main event? As expected, following Young Master Lin guaranteed a front-row seat to the biggest scandals.

Excellent, truly excellent.

Butler Wang didn’t blink as he stared at Xia Feng.

Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, Xia Feng raised his foot—and stomped down on the Rich Young Master’s lower abdomen.

"AAAAAHHH—" A blood-curdling scream erupted from the Rich Young Master’s throat.

Xia Feng didn’t lift his foot. Instead, he ground it down with brutal force.

Some of the men in the room instinctively winced, their legs tightening in sympathy.

Yikes—

Even as mere spectators, they could practically feel the pain themselves.

Lin Li watched the scene, his own past trauma resurfacing.

His own manhood had been ruined—no, worse than ruined. He didn’t even have sperm anymore!

He was nothing but a complete eunuch!

And the most infuriating part? He still had no idea who had done this to him.

Ten minutes later, Xia Feng finally lifted his foot.

"It’s gone… it’s really gone…" The Rich Young Master clutched his lower abdomen, writhing in agony on the floor.

"My son!" The noblewoman collapsed to her knees beside him, sobbing uncontrollably.

Xia Feng turned to Su Hua with an ingratiating smile. "President Su, does this satisfy you? If not, I’ll hand him over to you—do whatever you wish with him."

"Chairman Xia, this alone isn’t enough." Jiang Qing handed Xia Feng a pill. "This is a sterility drug. Make him take it."

At the mention of sterility, Lin Chang’s face darkened.

This was the same drug Jiang Shuqin had forced on him!

"Of course, I’ll make him take it right away."

Xia Feng had already given up on his son’s ability to carry on the family line. Without hesitation, he took the pill and forced it down the Rich Young Master’s throat.

Seeing Su Hua’s expression soften slightly, Xia Feng finally exhaled in relief, wiping the sweat from his brow.

"Chairman Xia." Su Hua suddenly spoke again.

Xia Feng shuddered at her voice.

Was President Su still not satisfied?

"President Su," he said nervously, "is there anything else you require?"

"Lin Xuan saved me. You were planning to deal with him?" Her tone carried a clear warning.

"Never! I would never dare!" Xia Feng shook his head vehemently.

If Lin Xuan was now under Su Hua’s protection, targeting him would be suicidal.

"Hm."

Su Hua gave a slight nod.

Xia Feng finally relaxed. As long as he didn’t stir up any more trouble, his company should be safe.

With the matter settled, Lin Chang stepped forward respectfully.

"President Su, my deepest apologies. Had I known you were coming, I would have personally welcomed you. This unfortunate incident would never have happened."

Su Hua didn’t even glance at him.

Lin Chang noted her cold demeanor, recalling how she had worn the same expression at Lin Li’s birthday banquet.

Could it be that, once again, Su Hua hadn’t come for the Lin family?

But if not for them, one coincidence was understandable—but two?

Feng Weimin frowned in confusion.

Why did President Su seem so distant from Lin Chang?

Hadn’t she come to attend the Lin family’s banquet?

"President Su, may I ask if you’re here for the banquet… or did you take a wrong turn?" Lin Chang inquired politely.

"I came for the banquet," Su Hua replied flatly.

Lin Chang’s eyes brightened.

She really was here for the Lin family!

Feng Weimin chuckled. "Father-in-law, you’ve been keeping secrets! You know President Su and never mentioned it?"

"Just a fortunate coincidence," Lin Chang said, basking in Feng Weimin’s newfound respect.

President Su had come to attend his son’s wedding! From now on, who would dare look down on the Lin family? No—they’d be scrambling to curry favor.

"No," Su Hua cut in. "I didn’t come for the Lin family."

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