Chapter 133: What? The Crown Prince?

"Great Uncle, did you eat gunpowder for breakfast? Nature calls, so do I really need to report to you every time I need to find a restroom?"

"Look at yourself! Like mother, like daughter. Your mother was blind when she was young, and it ruined the Shi family! And you? A little brat with a sharp tongue—you’re absolutely detestable..."

If it weren't for the fact that the Shi family had fallen into such a state, would he have had to lower himself to curry favor with others? Perhaps Shi Feng Wine would have already expanded. He would have been a great entrepreneur by now.

"Great Uncle, please show some self-respect. If you lack the ability, don't go blaming women. Has my mother eaten your food or drunk your water all these years?" Shi Qingqing had a principle: you could scold her, and you could dislike her, but you could not insult her mother.

Shi Weifang, enraged, raised his hand to slap Shi Qingqing. "You little brat, how dare you talk back to your elder? I’ll beat you to death... Ouch!"

The arm Shi Weifang had raised was struck by something. He pulled his hand back in pain and let out a cry. He turned around to look. Behind him stood a crowd of people, led by Gao Jin and his associates.

A path parted in their center, and a tall, elegant, and noble youth walked slowly toward them. He wore long black trousers, a silver long-sleeved shirt, and white gloves; his posture was as straight and elegant as a pine tree. His features were perfectly sculpted—cold, handsome, and refined. His obsidian-like eyes, clear and dazzling, flashed with a sharp, imposing spirit. His handsome appearance was enough to make anyone secretly gasp; his temperament was aloof, magnificent, and aristocratic.

In his hand, he was toying with a small box of pebbles, which looked like specially crafted chess pieces. Shi Weifang knew immediately that whatever had struck his arm was one of those. But he dared not speak. As the youth walked by, high-level executives like Gao Jin treated him with the utmost respect; his identity was surely extraordinary.

Seeing Zhan Su walk over, Shi Qingqing felt as if her eyes had been blinded by his handsomeness. Damn it, why was Zhan Su here? Thinking of the "Four Young Masters" chat group she had joined... Good grief, the chances of Zhan Su being here were indeed quite high. But she didn't want to talk to him. He was already engaged; he was probably here with his fiancée for dinner or something. If she greeted him and caused an unnecessary misunderstanding, how awkward would that be? She averted her eyes and looked elsewhere.

"In public? Hitting someone?" Zhan Su spoke. His voice was cool and clear, his presence imposing. He looked at Shi Weifang as if he were a god looking down from on high.

Shi Qingqing hid behind Shi Weifang, grumbling to herself. This guy Zhan Su always made such a dramatic entrance! Showing off! But his arrogance was undeniably heart-stopping.

She didn't dare meet his gaze and chose to stare at the sky instead.

"No, no, I wouldn't dare. May I ask who this young master is?" Shi Weifang felt immense pressure. His wrist, where he had been struck, was red and swollen, and he didn't even dare to wince anymore.

Gao Jin stepped forward. "This is the Crown Prince of our Zhan family!"

Shi Weifang was stunned. He had guessed that the youth's background was significant, but he never imagined it would be this massive. What? The Crown Prince? The heir to the Hengyuan Consortium? The eldest Young Master Zhan? He was terrified, practically wetting himself. It was all over... It was all that little brat Shi Qingqing's fault for offending the Crown Prince. When they got back, he would definitely settle the score with her. He had been hoping to latch onto Gao Jin to pick up some scraps or get a taste of the profits from the Hengyuan business. Business was too hard these days; if he could just follow Hengyuan, he wouldn't have to worry about anything.

His voice trembled as he stammered, "C-Crown Prince, my name is Shi Weifang. I am so sorry for offending your presence..."