When Wang Congcong saw Qi Yuan about to lunge, he sprang up at once and grabbed him.
"Qi Yuan, don't be rash—calm down. Don't throw a punch."
"I'll screw his mother! I'll smash every last tooth out today—he really thinks I'm scared of him?" Qi Yuan yanked against Wang Congcong's grip.
Veins bulged on his face; he looked ready to explode.
"Go on, hit me! Let's see if you've got the guts. Think carefully—once you do, I won't let it rest. Don't make your old man crawl to the Detention Center to beg for you, then come kneeling to me for forgiveness—haha. Quick, hit me! I bet a wimp like you wouldn't dare!" With that, Wang Hao laughed without restraint.
Wang Hao knew Qi Yuan would never strike for his family's sake; the price was simply too high.
So every time they met, Wang Hao had to taunt and mock him.
And every time, Qi Yuan fumed but could do nothing.
Seeing Qi Yuan like this again, Wang Hao felt a secret thrill.
"Screw your mother, you piece of trash—get lost." Qi Yuan lost his fire the moment he heard that.
Letting his family pay so dearly for this scumbag simply wasn't worth it.
He knew Wang Hao deliberately provoked him every time, yet his temper always flared.
Each time he couldn't help jumping up to trade insults.
Unfortunately, he was no match for Wang Hao's sarcasm.
"Qi Yuan, still so uncivilized, always cursing—aren't you afraid of disgracing your family? You're off to university soon; learn some polite language there."
At those words, Qi Yuan suddenly laughed; he had calmed down.
No longer struggling against Wang Congcong's hold, he grinned at Wang Hao: "Screw your mom—screw your mom, screw your dad, screw your granddad—what can you do? Hit me~ screw your mom."
Wang Hao's lecture had backfired; Qi Yuan now counter-attacked with vulgar insults.
Jiang Cheng, utterly bewildered, walked back to his seat.
Looking at Qi Yuan and Wang Congcong, he asked, "Who's that? What's going on?"
"Nothing, just an idiot—ignore him," Qi Yuan said, shaking his head.
Wang Hao's chest ached from Qi Yuan's torrent of curses.
Yet he wasn't the type to sling mud back.
He sized Jiang Cheng up—this guy didn't even know him.
Wang Hao instantly dismissed Jiang Cheng as some ordinary Second-generation rich kid; after all, everyone in the same tier in Modu had at least crossed paths.
"No wonder they say you'll never amount to anything—filthy mouth and look at the company you keep. Oh, a newcomer—another nobody who can't show his face?" Wang Hao kept needling.
Qi Yuan had calmed down, but his face darkened again: "Wang Hao, attack me if you want—why drag others in? Screw your mom, your dad, and your granddad."
No wonder Wang Hao looked down on them; aside from top-tier Second-generation rich kid Wang Congcong whom he wouldn't offend, the rest were ordinary rich brats he easily disdained.
After Qi Yuan cursed his family again, Wang Hao laughed recklessly: "So what if I keep talking? Don't like it—hit me. Birds of a feather—look at yourself, and this new buddy fished out of some backwater. Pick someone presentable next time. Honestly, I feel ashamed for your grandpa."
Jiang Cheng's face sank as he heard this.
Why on earth was he being dragged out and flogged?
Was this guy sick in the head?
"Screw your mom, your dad, your granddad—who are you? Did I provoke you?" Jiang Cheng said icily.
Already riled by Qi Yuan's foul-mouthed barrage, Wang Hao's temper was primed.
He couldn't touch Qi Yuan—their families were evenly matched.
It all came down to who struck first and who made the mistake.
Even Wang Congcong usually didn't challenge him.
Yet some unknown kid dared curse his mother, father, and granddad.
Wang Hao couldn't bear it; pointing arrogantly at Jiang Cheng he snarled, "Say that again—I'll screw your mom—believe me, I'll make you crawl out of here on your knees!"
Unmoved by the threat, Jiang Cheng chuckled: "Say it again? Didn't know people liked hearing it—screw your mom, screw your dad, screw your granddad. Hear that clearly?"
Wang Hao's face flushed scarlet; he snatched a wine glass from the table and hurled it at Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng dodged swiftly, stepped forward, and swung his hand in a hard slap straight across Wang Hao's face.