Chapter 18: Will That Be a Bank Transfer or Cash?

Chapter 18: Transfer or Cash?

“M-Miss, I really don’t know! I heard there was a fight, so I rushed over in a hurry, and before I could say anything, Mr. Xue just smashed down a wall!” Du Fan explained nervously.

Qin Yu’s expression darkened. “Don’t you know Mr. Xue is an honored guest of our group?”

“Y-Yes! I’m to blame, I’m to blame! I didn’t know!” Du Fan bowed repeatedly.

“Take this guy away, and don’t let him set foot on Longhuang Terrace again!”

“Understood, understood!” Du Fan quickly ordered his men to drag Lu Kun away like a dead dog.

At that moment, Hong Ming and Song Jing sensed the situation was deteriorating and tried to slip away quietly.

“Hold on!” Xue An said calmly.

Hong Ming froze in place, not daring to move.

“Just leave like that?”

Hong Ming forced a smile, more pathetic than sincere. “Xue An, no, no, Young Master Xue, I admit my mistake! I’ll go raise the money right now, thirty million, right?”

Xue An shook his head. “Do you think thirty million can fix this now?”

Hong Ming broke down and knelt, sobbing. “Young Master Xue, I lost, I admit defeat, please spare me this once!”

Qin Yu looked puzzled. “What’s going on?”

Xue An smiled lightly. “Nothing much, he broke one of my gifts, so he has to compensate for it.”

Hong Ming gathered his last bit of courage and said to Qin Yu, “Miss Qin, I’m Hong Ming. My father and I met you at the banquet!”

“Hong Ming? You’re from the Hong family?” Qin Yu frowned slightly, vaguely remembering.

“Yes! Miss Qin, please, I beg you to intercede. People said the ring was just something Young Master Xue bought from a street vendor, so I threw it! I had no idea it was so valuable!”

Hong Ming was crying his eyes out.

At this moment, Xue An’s classmates were utterly shocked.

Who could have expected things to turn out like this?

At first, Xue An was low-profile and silent, making everyone think he had given in.

But in the blink of an eye, the once glamorous Hong Ming was on his knees, crying and begging for mercy.

The reversal was staggering.

Song Jing was completely bewildered.

But she clearly saw that Xue An was chatting amicably with Longtai Group’s Miss Qin Yu, who seemed to respect him deeply.

Recalling her own sarcastic ridicule of Xue An, Song Jing felt a chill run down her neck and was filled with endless regret.

If only she had, like Tang Xuan’er, cultivated a good relationship with Xue An, wouldn’t she have connected herself to Longtai Group by now?

Not knowing what it was, Qin Yu asked Xue An, “What got broken? Can I take a look?”

Xue An pulled out the ring and handed it to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu was momentarily stunned, then carefully examined it closely.

Hong Ming stopped crying and hoped Qin Yu would “do him justice.”

But the longer Qin Yu looked, the more complex her expression became.

After a moment, she regretfully returned the ring to Xue An.

“This is a priceless treasure. Such damage is truly a pity.”

Hong Ming was petrified.

What?

Could it be that even the Longtai Group’s eldest daughter was in on the scheme?

Qin Yu looked at Hong Ming with a cold smile. “Do you think I’m lying? Honestly, I’ve seen quite a few jewels in my life, including rare and precious ones, but I’ve never seen a ring as clear and rare as this. And you said it was bought from a street stall?”

Then she turned to Xue An. “Mr. Xue, if this ring were auctioned, it would fetch at least fifty million!”

Hong Ming’s throat made a choking sound as if he was about to pass out.

Fifty million!

That figure made stars burst before his eyes.

Xue An sighed. “Since we’re classmates, I shouldn’t be too harsh, especially since I also beat him up.”

Those words rekindled Hong Ming’s hope.

Xue An turned to Tang Xuan’er. “Xuan’er, you work at the hospital. How much would treatment for an injury like this cost?”

Tang Xuan’er hesitated. “If it’s just bandaging, less than a hundred yuan.”

Xue An nodded. “Fine, let’s say one hundred then! So you owe me 49,999,900 yuan exactly!”

Xue An smiled brilliantly. “Hong Ming, will it be a transfer or cash?”

Hong Ming rolled his eyes and fainted.

Xue An shook his head. “Maybe he fainted because he thought I was giving him too good a deal. But the bill must be settled. Miss Qin, do you know the Hong family?”

Qin Yu nodded. “The Hong family has always wanted to cooperate with us!”

“Good. Then I’ll leave the collection to you.”

Qin Yu had no objection.

The Hong family was just a minor matter to her.

Everyone else left, their expressions complex as they departed.

Who would have thought that the once low-profile and average Xue An from school would suddenly become so formidable?

Even the formidable Du Fan was bowing and scraping before him.

And even the Qin family’s eldest daughter showed him great respect.

At that moment, many realized they were no longer on the same level as Xue An.

Among them, Song Jing’s feelings were the most complicated—fear, surprise, and overwhelming regret.

After leaving Longhuang Terrace, she spat on the ground in anger.

Pretentious much!

So what if you’re strong?

In the end, you still can’t do anything to me!

Hmph!

Thinking this, Song Jing turned a corner to take a shortcut home.

Just then, she felt an itching sensation under her feet. Looking down, a ball of white flame rose from beneath her soles.

Terrified, she was about to scream when the flames instantly engulfed her.

In the blink of an eye, Song Jing was reduced to ashes.

In her final moment, she finally understood why Xue An had ignored her.

Would you be angry at someone who was about to die?

“Mr. Xue, after I returned, I started investigating and indeed found the real culprit!” Qin Yu said to Xue An.

“Oh? And why does that concern me?” Xue An showed little interest.

Qin Yu bit her lip. This guy was powerful but sometimes utterly impervious to reason!

“This person is my uncle, and he’s currently the manager at Longtai Group.” Mentioning this, Qin Yu’s face was full of anger.

Xue An yawned boredly. He had seen too many dramas of wealthy families’ internal struggles over the past three thousand years.

“But we don’t have evidence yet. We’ve heard that in three days, Qin Tian will attend an auction. The mastermind behind this may reveal themselves then.”

“And?”

Xue An said indifferently.

“So I hope Mr. Xue will attend.”

The show of bravado ended, and the story shifted to a warmer, more everyday tone. Everyone, please vote and bookmark!

(End of chapter)