Chapter 168: A Minor Warning

Ruan Yinyin was standing right outside the door and, unsurprisingly, overheard the conversation that had just taken place inside.

She rushed up to Fu Wenzhou in a fit of rage and demanded sharply, "Fu Wenzhou! Are you planning to spend twenty billion on a ring for Song Qingyou? Are you going to squander the entire family fortune left to you by Grandpa Fu just for the sake of a woman?!"

Gu Bai grabbed Ruan Yinyin, lowering his voice, "Ruan Yinyin, what are you doing? What does it have to do with you if Fu Wenzhou buys an engagement ring for someone? Why are you making a scene here?"

Among those present, the Chu and Ruan families had the closest relationship.

Gu Ruo usually treated Ruan Yinyin like a younger sister. When the two of them chatted about this topic today, Gu Ruo had mentioned tonight's gathering. Gu Ruo hadn't objected when Ruan Yinyin said she wanted to tag along, considering that Ruan Yinyin usually attended gatherings of this sort anyway.

Gu Ruo had found it strange not seeing Ruan Yinyin earlier, but she hadn't expected her to burst in from outside and immediately start berating Fu Wenzhou.

Since Ruan Yinyin was her guest, Gu Ruo felt a sense of embarrassment. She stood up and tried to stop Ruan Yinyin, "Yinyin, let's talk this out. Fu Wenzhou buying an engagement ring is his own business. Why are you saying all this?"

Ruan Yinyin's voice was shrill, sounding like a madwoman. With red-rimmed eyes, she stared at the man's indifferent expression. "Fu Wenzhou, if you want to push the Fu Corporation to even greater heights, only the Ruan family can help you. What on earth is that Song Qingyou? What kind of career help can a Song Corporation that is on the verge of bankruptcy give you?! Aside from putting on the act of a cheap vixen to seduce men, what other skills does she even have?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone in the private room gasped, one after another casting their gazes toward Fu Wenzhou.

The man sat with his legs crossed, leaning against the back of his chair, his cynical face filled with amusement. "Ruan Yinyin, you seem to have forgotten what I said to you at the door."

Though the man's eyebrows were curved in a smile, Ruan Yinyin felt a surge of unreasoning terror. She instinctively wanted to step back, but the thought that retreating would mean she had lost to Song Qingyou forced her to stand her ground. "Everything I said is the truth! Am I wrong?"

Fu Wenzhou leaned forward slightly, his long-jointed fingers tapping against the wine bottle-cluttered table. Having apparently selected one to his liking, the corners of his lips curved into a smile.

Then, he raised his gaze to look at Ruan Yinyin. The smile slowly vanished, and the depths of his eyes grew icy cold.

"Let me help you refresh your memory."

With a calm expression, the man suddenly stood up. With one hand, he pinched Ruan Yinyin's cheeks to force her mouth open, while his other hand violently thrust the narrow end of a wine bottle directly into her oral cavity.

This entire sequence of actions took only two or three seconds. No one saw it clearly; no one had time to stop it.

The wine they were drinking tonight was whiskey, and the bottles were made of pure crystal crafted with specialized hardness.

With half the bottleneck jammed inside, the man showed not a shred of mercy, his actions fierce and ruthless.

Ruan Yinyin's teeth were shattered by the brutal impact, four or five of them breaking as fresh blood poured from the corners of her mouth, filled with bloody froth.

Whether from fright or pain, Ruan Yinyin's tears flowed endlessly, but with her mouth blocked by the bottleneck, she couldn't even make a sound.

Everyone was startled. Gu Bai was the first to react, frantically grabbing Fu Wenzhou's arm. "Are you out of your mind?!"

Li Muchuan said coldly, "Call an ambulance."

Gu Ruo was terrified by the sight, and Chu Fan quickly pulled her into his arms to comfort her.

The others also began trying to pull Fu Wenzhou back, attempting to make him let go.

The Ruan family was currently at the zenith of its power in the capital. If Ruan Yinyin were truly crippled or disfigured, the Ruan family would never let it rest!

This man truly lived up to his nickname of mad dog—he always did whatever suited his mood!

Only Xu Zezhan remained seated on the sofa, calmly drinking his wine. "Even a dragon has its reverse scale. She brought this on herself."

His voice wasn't low, and Gu Bai was standing right beside him. The two hadn't exchanged a single word all evening, but at this moment, Gu Bai finally couldn't help turning his head to glare at him. "Can you stop making sarcastic remarks?! Why aren't you coming over to help?!"

None of the others managed to budge Fu Wenzhou's hand. Ruan Yinyin's eyes were bloodshot from pain, yet Fu Wenzhou still refused to let go.

He pushed it in bit by bit. When half the bottle had entered, the flesh at the corners of Ruan Yinyin's mouth began to tear, her throat choked with bloody froth. With no escape route, the blood gradually reversed course and overflowed from her nasal cavity.

It looked horrifyingly gruesome.

"Fu Wenzhou, let go!" Gu Bai sweat profusely from anxiety. "If you keep going, someone's going to die!"

Fu Wenzhou's sharp eyebrows were tinged with a ruffian smile, his tone leisurely, showing no trace of the fatal act he was currently committing. "Ruan Yinyin, remember what I said. Otherwise, I don't know what kind of bastard things I might do. This time, consider it a small warning. Next time... tsk... I won't be so gentle with the fairer sex."

His tone was extremely casual, half of his face hidden in the shadows. Ruan Yinyin felt as though she were looking at a Rakshasa, her eyes widened in terror, numb from the agony.

The moment Fu Wenzhou released his grip, her body slowly went limp.

Gu Ruo caught her in time from behind. Someone tried to pull the wine bottle out of Ruan Yinyin's mouth, but it was inserted too deeply; pulling it out now would cost her the rest of her teeth. The skin and flesh at the corner of her mouth were torn into a massive gash, exposing the raw, bleeding flesh within.

A moment later, someone shouted that the ambulance had arrived.

Chaos erupted in the private room. Fu Wenzhou calmly picked up his coat draped over a rack, holding his cane as he walked past the collapsed Ruan Yinyin, looking entirely unlike the culprit behind it all.

Stepping out of the bar, the noisy clamor was left behind. Fu Wenzhou felt a strong urge to light a cigarette, but remembering Song Qingyou's warning, he pressed his tongue against his back molars and forced himself to hold back.

Xu Zezhan followed him out with a cigarette between his lips, standing with Fu Wenzhou at the street corner, raising an eyebrow as he asked, "You've turned Ruan Yinyin into this state. The Ruan family won't let you off easily."

Fu Wenzhou gave a light sneer. "Do you think I'm scared?"

Xu Zezhan raised his dark eyebrows. "Well, I heard that your Song Qingyou has a pretty good relationship with Old Mrs. Ruan. If you fall out with the Ruan family, your wife is probably going to be in a very tough spot."

Hearing this, Fu Wenzhou paused, frowning with a trace of annoyance.

The deed was already done. Was he going to get yelled at again when he got back?!

With a sense of trepidation, Fu Wenzhou asked, "Then what should I do?"

Xu Zezhan stared at Fu Wenzhou for two seconds before suddenly bursting out laughing, laughing so hard his cigarette dropped to the ground. "Fu Wenzhou, are you taking a Sichuan opera face-changing class or something?! Damn! Where did that ruthless energy from the private room go just now? How come the moment Song Qingyou is mentioned, you turn into an obedient grandson?"

Fu Wenzhou sneered. "You're the damn grandson."

Fu Nan pulled the car to a stop at the street corner, and Fu Wenzhou turned and got inside.

He couldn't be bothered to deal with Xu Zezhan. After all—what was there to say to a single dog? No matter how much you told a single dog, it would never understand his happiness.

Hah.