Seeing Fang Wende clench his fists, Wang Sheng slowly walked forward and stared at him intensely.
As a veteran from a special unit who had spent several years in Southeast Asia and places like Thailand, Wang Sheng was filled with a murderous aura.
At this moment, with his presence fully unleashed, the tangible pressure accumulated over the years made Fang Wende's legs go soft and his shoulders instinctively hunch up.
The look in Wang Sheng's eyes revealed a sense of authority, as if telling Fang Wende to just try and make a move.
Feeling such intense pressure, Fang Wende's heart rate accelerated and his breathing became rapid.
He tried to remain calm, but his body trembled uncontrollably; he felt like a little lamb facing a fierce tiger, completely powerless to fight back.
"What do you think you're doing?" Wang Sheng's rhetorical question made Fang Wende's legs tremble once more.
His frail frame looked like a chicken's claw in front of Wang Sheng; he couldn't help but swallow hard, immediately retracting his fists and lowering his head, not daring to look at Wang Sheng.
Seeing Fang Wende frozen in place, Jiang Cheng patted his shoulder, then put his arm around Zhou Ying and walked toward the sofa on the side, sitting directly in the middle.
At this moment, his entire being exuded an air of nobility.
Jiang Cheng asked softly, "You said you were going to teach me a lesson?" His voice was calm and low, yet it carried an unquestionable authority.
The corner of Fang Wende's eyebrow twitched, his heart filled with a sense of indignation.
He looked at his wife and son, who had both been slapped twice by Jiang Cheng, and a flash of heartache and anger crossed his eyes.
Despite his resentment, seeing Jiang Cheng's arrogant attitude and the scale of the Bodyguards he carried, he felt that Jiang Cheng was likely some wealthy young master with a deep background.
He was currently hesitating, unsure of what to do.
If he just let it go, wouldn't those two slaps have been for nothing? Moreover, how could he ever hold his head up in front of friends and relatives in the future?
But if he went head-to-head with Jiang Cheng and his family couldn't win, wouldn't that be seeking death?
Chen Haiyan, still on the ground, also had eyes filled with hatred, but she tactfully kept her mouth shut and didn't scream.
One slap from Jiang Cheng had left her ears ringing, but it had also cleared her head. She knew that in this situation, a direct confrontation was not a wise choice.
Fang Yuhao, who had been spoiled rotten by Chen Haiyan, was also frightened by the scene before him.
He hid in Chen Haiyan's arms and said fearfully with a slight tremble, "Mom, I already said I wanted to leave, but you wouldn't listen. Let's go, I want to go buy a watch."
Chen Haiyan looked at Fang Yuhao in her arms with heartache and comforted him gently, "Okay, okay, don't be afraid. Mommy and Daddy will take you to buy a watch right now."
After speaking, Chen Haiyan pulled Fang Yuhao up and then tugged on Fang Wende's arm, signaling him to leave.
The couple secretly exchanged a look.
They felt it was better to leave first and then investigate Jiang Cheng.
If Jiang Cheng's status was lower than theirs, they would definitely retaliate against him directly.
But if Jiang Cheng was a level above them, they would just have to swallow their grievances.
Fang Wende's expression was also very ugly; he wasn't willing to leave like this, but Jiang Cheng had the numbers, and he knew now was not the time to act tough.
After glaring fiercely at Jiang Cheng, he turned and followed Chen Haiyan, leading Fang Yuhao toward the door.
However, reality wasn't as simple as their imagination; Jiang Cheng had no intention of letting them go.
"Did I say you could leave? What kind of status do you have to want the same watch as me?"
As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Wang Sheng directly blocked their path.
Seeing themselves blocked, Fang Wende and Chen Haiyan both turned around and looked at Jiang Cheng, their eyes full of anger and resentment.
Hearing this, Fang Yuhao was even more terrified, clutching Chen Haiyan's hand tightly and not daring to look up.
Jiang Cheng smiled disdainfully and said, "What, still want to make a move against me? Do you think you have the strength for that?"
Chen Haiyan took a deep breath and said, "Don't go too far. We've already yielded to you, what more do you want?"
"Too far? I'm just teaching you how to behave. This isn't over yet, so where are you going?"
Seeing that they couldn't leave, Fang Wende shouted at Jiang Cheng in a fit of exasperation, "What else do you want to do?!"