Widow sister-in-law: Silly boy, be gentler!

Chen Jing seemed amiable and friendly, but Liu Zheng didn’t dare to approach her too easily.

"Miss Chen, I’ve got some business with Yu Han, do you think you could help introduce us?" Liu Zheng tentatively asked.

"That’s easy!" Chen Jing smiled heartily. "I’ll call Hanhan right now and have her come down to meet you."

"Thank you, I really appreciate it," Liu Zheng quickly expressed his gratitude, secretly relieved that he had chosen this time to meet Chen Jing, otherwise, he suspected he would be rejected by Song Yuhan today.

"Don’t mention it," Chen Jing waved dismissively.

After saying this, she dialed Song Yuhan’s number and handed the phone to Liu Zheng’s ear: "Hanhan, Liu Zheng is here for you, come quick and fetch him!"

"Okay, I’ll be right down."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zheng said to Chen Jing, "I really can’t thank you enough."

Chen Jing just smiled, "Don’t be polite, we’re classmates after all!"

Liu Zheng smiled back.

In no time, Chen Jing got ready and took Liu Zheng to Song Yuhan’s bedroom.

After knocking and entering, Liu Zheng saw Song Yuhan lying on the bed, sound asleep, so he quietly approached the bedside.

He bent down to take a close look at Song Yuhan. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Her long shiny black hair cascaded down, making her fair skin appear even more delicate; her long lashes fluttered like the wings of butterflies.

Her nose was straight and beautiful, her lips were rosy like petals, and even her palm-sized face was stunningly gorgeous.

Such a ravishing beauty was his wife!

It was unbelievable.

With this thought, Liu Zheng’s gaze grew even more infatuated.

Just as he was lost in reverie, Song Yuhan suddenly opened her eyes.

Their eyes locked, and a frosty chill instantly filled Song Yuhan’s gaze.

"Who are you?" she demanded, staring at Liu Zheng.

Faced with the undisguised wariness in her eyes, Liu Zheng immediately felt his temper flare.

"Don’t forget, you’re my wife right now!" he warned through clenched teeth.

Song Yuhan snorted disdainfully, her lips curling up, "We have no relation whatsoever, so there’s no ’wife’ to speak of. Liu Zheng, if you have something to say, just say it. I need to rest!"

"Rest? Song Yuhan, do you think you’re still that aloof, top-tier star? You’re nothing but a pauper now, what right do you have to act so haughty in front of me?" Liu Zheng barked angrily.

"You’re right," Song Yuhan scoffed coldly, "I am indeed just a pauper. I don’t have the right to cross you. But..."

"Liu Zheng, let me tell you, I can ignore you now. Because I’ve wanted to dump you for a long time."

"Song Yuhan... You wretch, I will not let you get away with this..." Liu Zheng trembled with rage, glaring venomously at Song Yuhan, "I won’t make things easy for you..."

"We’ll see who’s going to have it tough!"

Liu Zheng wanted to hurl more insults, but at that moment, the door of the room was bombarded with a series of violent knocks, followed by the door being kicked open as a disheveled man barged in, clutching a beer bottle and half a can of liquor.

Both Liu Zheng and Song Yuhan were stunned by this sight.

Liu Zheng’s face immediately took on an ugly expression.

He never expected this man to dare barge into his and Song Yuhan’s bedroom.

"Liu Zheng, come out here, let’s talk outside."

"Get lost!"

The man obviously had a volatile temperament.

Hearing Liu Zheng’s shout, the man exploded with rage.

He directly grabbed the beer bottle and smashed it towards Liu Zheng’s head.

Caught off-guard, Liu Zheng was hit and his head was instantly covered in blood; vision swimming with stars, he swayed unsteadily, nearly collapsing.

"Liu Zheng, get out, you were all high and mighty, weren’t you? I want to see just how tough you second-generation rich kids really are!" the man roared.

Clearly drunk, the man dared to threaten Liu Zheng.

Furious and trembling, Liu Zheng couldn’t retort and could only stagger out, dragging his throbbing head.

Song Yuhan quickly supported Liu Zheng.

While she helped him towards the door, her gaze inadvertently swept the man.

She saw he was corpulent, dressed in an oversized T-shirt, his neck draped with a variety of jewelry and necklaces, and his thick leg was even adorned with numerous gold chains.

Catching sight of the necklaces around his neck, Song Yuhan couldn’t help a slight twitch of her mouth.

This man’s taste was simply too tacky!

Wasn’t it just some cheap chains that cost a dozen yuan each? Did he have to show them off like this?

Her expression caught the man’s eye, leading him to mistake it as mockery.

"You little bitch, how dare you make fun of me!"

As he spoke, the man charged at Song Yuhan again, wielding a beer bottle, ready to smash her head and turn it into a pig’s face.

Seeing this, Liu Zheng became frantic.

He pushed Song Yuhan away with all his might and stood in front of her, "What are you doing? My wife is not someone you can afford to provoke. Get out of here right now!"

"Heh, Liu Zheng, you think I’m afraid of you?"

"I’m telling you, I came here today to deal with you, you damn bitch!" the man roared.

Song Yuhan looked at the man with disdain, "I think you’re the one who’s afraid to death, that’s why you don’t dare to mess with me!"

"Ha-ha..." the man suddenly burst out laughing, "Little wench, you think by saying that, I’ll be scared of you? Don’t flatter yourself. Who do you think you are? You’re nothing but a whore!"

With a "smack", Song Yuhan slapped him hard, leaving a ringing sound, "Shut your mouth!"

The man was stunned by the slap, unable to react for a moment, just staring at her dumbly.

"I warn you, if you dare to spout nonsense again, I will kill you," Song Yuhan said coldly.

Seeing Song Yuhan’s demeanor, the man’s body involuntarily shrank, then he hastily turned and ran.

Liu Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief at this scene and collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.

Song Yuhan also collapsed onto the bed, forehead covered in sweat.

Just now, she had really exerted all her strength, almost exhausting herself.

Time passed, and at last, Song Yuhan recovered a bit of strength and slowly climbed up from the bed. She then picked up the mobile phone on the table and dialed a number.

"Hello..."

The call was quickly answered.

"I need your support now," Song Yuhan said, her tone flat, "You’d better send a car to take me to the hospital."

"The car is already on its way."

"Good."

Song Yuhan ended the call.

Not long after, the doorbell rang.

Song Yuhan quickly changed her clothes and stepped out of the room.

When she saw the man standing at the door, she was taken aback.

The man was in a crisp suit, tall with handsome features, exuding the aura of a strong man.

"Who are you..."

"Are you Song Yuhan?" the man squinted his eyes as he asked.

"Yes," Song Yuhan nodded, a glint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

How did this man know her name?

Who was this man?

"Miss Song, nice to meet you," the man extended his right hand, "I am Qin Xiao, the chairman of Qin Corporation, Qin Xiaotian. I’m here expressly to apologize to Liu Zheng."

Hearing this, Song Yuhan raised her eyebrows, "Oh, so you are Mr. Qin."

"Miss Song, you are too polite," the man’s voice was gentle and refined, "Actually, there’s no need to call me Mr. Qin. Just call me ’Big Brother Qin’ like Liu Zheng does."

Song Yuhan nodded, "Then I shall respectfully comply."

"You don’t have to be polite, Miss Song. As a friend of Liu Zheng, you are also my friend," Qin Xiao said, "In this matter, we were in the wrong first, I shouldn’t have caused such a fuss here. I hope Miss Song, in your great generosity, can forgive my rudeness."

As he spoke, Qin Xiao bowed deeply.

Song Yuhan quickly pulled him to his feet, "Please, Big Brother Qin, don’t do this."

"Since that’s the case, Miss Song, let’s head back now!" Qin Xiao said.

Song Yuhan nodded.

The two walked down the stairs together towards the entrance.

Just then, Qin Xiao suddenly looked back at Song Yuhan.

"Miss Song, we’ll talk again when you’re free."

After saying this, the man left.

After Song Yuhan got into the car, the vehicle slowly pulled away.

At this moment, Song Yuhan felt an inexplicable sense of unease, as if something was amiss.

Just then, Qin Xiao suddenly turned to look at Song Yuhan again.

"Miss Song, I’ll invite you to dinner when we have time."

Song Yuhan was startled and hastily replied, "I would truly appreciate that, thank you."