The Young Real Estate Heir

"Damn, he just hit someone!"

"This guy's insane—that fat dude must weigh at least 220 pounds!"

"Hey, doesn’t this guy look familiar? I thought so the moment he showed up. Wasn’t he the one who crippled Long Ge?"

The moment those words were spoken, the crowd fell silent.

Why the hell is this troublemaker here?!

"An Yi..."

Lan Ruoxi panicked, quickly shaking her head at him to signal him not to act.

Her uncle was one thing—hitting him didn’t matter.

But this young man was the heir to Hongtu Real Estate!

If they accidentally offended him, the consequences would be unthinkable!

"Come here!"

Without hesitation, An Yi grabbed Lan Ruoxi’s wrist and pulled her behind him.

Watching this unfold, Qiu Xu’s eyes turned icy.

He was highly perceptive.

The way Lan Ruoxi looked at him—if anyone said there was nothing between them, even a ghost wouldn’t believe it!

Lan Yihe staggered to his feet, dazed from the punch. He touched his mouth and pulled out a bloody molar.

"T-this... Qiu—Qiu Shao! This wild brat hit me! He knocked my tooth out!"

Lan Yihe seethed with rage, his voice thick with indignation.

"Serves you right! Who the hell told you to hit Miss Lan?"

Qiu Xu’s tone was frosty.

This damn fatty had it coming!

Since when was Lan Ruoxi someone he could lay hands on?

"I—I..." No matter how aggrieved he felt, Lan Yihe had no choice but to swallow his anger.

Even when beating a dog, you had to consider its owner!

But since the owner himself was holding back, there was no point in the dog barking anymore.

"Who’s he?"

An Yi asked Lan Ruoxi beside him, his gaze fixed coldly on Qiu Xu.

Puffy eyelids, a sickly pallor, weak kidney energy—clearly, this guy had been indulging in too many "group activities."

"He..."

Lan Ruoxi hesitated.

She’d only heard Lan Yihe call him the heir to Hongtu Real Estate but had no idea what his actual name was.

Qiu Xu scanned An Yi from head to toe, a cold smirk playing on his lips.

A black employee uniform from Shengda Supermarket on top, jeans below, and a pair of white sneakers that were obviously cheap knockoffs.

His entire outfit probably cost less than 100 bucks.

A penniless loser!

So what if he could fight?

"Hello, I’m Qiu Xu."

With practiced ease, Qiu Xu pulled out a stack of business cards from his pocket.

Gold-plated.

An Yi’s eyes widened.

Though thin, those were real gold cards!

Gold! Actual gold! And he was using it for business cards!

Qiu Xu grinned.

To him, this little bit of gold was nothing.

He’d had these made purely for showing off, never expecting they’d come in handy today.

An Yi snatched the entire stack and stuffed it into his pocket, beaming. "Got it, Qiu Shao! I’ll make sure to spread the word!"

Qiu Xu’s mouth twitched.

Those were pure gold! Expensive as hell!

But asking for them back would ruin his image, so he had no choice but to take the loss.

"So, you’re Qiu Dafu’s son from Hongtu Real Estate!"

An Yi studied the card, his eyes burning with excitement.

Who was Qiu Dafu?

The real estate kingpin of Jiangbei City!

A bona fide silver-spoon-fed rich kid!

Qiu Xu’s expression darkened.

Even though he was already 25, he’d achieved nothing noteworthy. So, he absolutely despised it when people praised him by emphasizing his father’s name.

An Yi slung an arm around Qiu Xu’s shoulder, grinning. "Qiu Shao, buy whatever you want! I’ve got some pull around here."

"You—"

Qiu Xu’s eyes turned icy.

Who the hell did this guy think he was, acting all chummy?

"An Yi! You’re supposed to be in the warehouse—why are you out here?"

The plump female store owner stormed over, her voice sharp.

An Yi smirked, holding up the gold card. "Check this out. Let me introduce you—this is Qiu Shao from Hongtu Real Estate."

The store owner nearly fainted on the spot.

The heir of Hongtu Real Estate—in her tiny supermarket?!

Qiu Xu sighed inwardly.

This brat was borrowing his prestige to intimidate others!

What kind of ridiculous plot twist was this?

Beside them, Lan Ruoxi was just as baffled.

At least they weren’t fighting anymore.

"My apologies, Qiu Shao! Please, come in, make yourself at home!"

The store owner fawned, her smile ingratiating. "Qiu Shao, right this way! Our supermarket covers—"

Qiu Xu waved her off. "I’m not here to buy land. Skip the pitch."

"Of course! Then, would you like anything to eat or drink? I’ll have someone attend to you."

The store owner giggled, then whispered to An Yi, "Be smart. If you mess this up, you’re done."

An Yi shrugged, his smile turning sly.

Oh, he’d take care of him alright—just not the way anyone expected.

Suddenly, a shadow loomed behind him, blocking the sunlight.

"Kid, take your hand off the young master’s shoulder."

A deep, gravelly voice rumbled from behind An Yi.

He turned slowly, his breath hitching at the sight of a towering figure.

An Yi prided himself on his height—181 cm, with his online bio proudly declaring, "181 cm of handsome youth."

But compared to this behemoth, he felt dwarfed, having to crane his neck just to see the man’s face.

210 cm?

No—more like 220 cm!

"Qiu Shao, your bodyguard’s ugly as hell. Looks like a gorilla."

An Yi chuckled, releasing Qiu Xu and casually smoothing out his collar.

Only when An Yi let go did Qiu Xu feel like he could breathe again.

Despite the friendly gesture, there’d been an undercurrent of danger the whole time.

This was the guy who’d just sent a 220-pound man flying with one punch. Being that close to him, when his intentions were unclear, was unnerving.

An Yi grinned up at the mountain of a bodyguard. "Hey there!"

The bodyguard didn’t respond, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

With his bodyguard nearby, Qiu Xu’s confidence surged, his lips curling into a smug smirk.

"Kid, you still don’t know your place, do you? Didn’t you hear your boss? I’m a VIP here—you’re supposed to serve me."

An Yi nodded eagerly. "Of course, of course! Qiu Shao, just name it, and I’ll do my best to deliver!"

"You—the grocery stocker?"

Qiu Xu’s smile turned wicked. He had a hundred ways to torment a poor nobody like this.

"That’s right! This is my turf—whatever you need, just say the word." An Yi plastered on his best customer-service grin.

Seeing Qiu Xu’s obvious intent to make trouble, Lan Ruoxi opened her mouth but couldn’t find the words to intervene.

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