<h4>Chapter 196: Chapter 196 I Don’t Know What Your Name Is</h4>


    "Hmph! You won’t give it, huh?"


    Xiaofeng sneered, "You’re not afraid I’ll talk nonsense, no worries! But surely you can’t bepletely unconcerned about her?"


    Suddenly, he pointed at Chu Yao, "I was her ssmate. If you don’t give me the money, I’ll spill everything about you two in our ss group! I also know her college ssmates and have her family’s contact information! In a nutshell, no money, and I’ll make her life unbearable!"


    Chu Yao had already broken down.


    Xiaofeng’s shamelessness had once again shattered her worldview.


    p!


    A pnded on Xiaofeng’s boastful face.


    Chu Yao clenched her teeth, her eyes reddened, and tears poured down uncontrobly.


    "Get out!!"


    Chu Yao screamed.


    The p dazed Xiaofeng for a moment, then he suddenly looked up, angrily said, "You dare hit me?"


    Chu Yao trembled with anger.


    But Xiaofeng suddenly lunged forward, intending to teach this ungrateful woman a lesson.


    However, before he couldnd a blow, he felt a heavy weight on his shoulder.


    Arge hand rested on his shoulder.


    "Have some dignity."


    Chen Ziyang spoke indifferently, "I don’t like meddling, but since this involves me, I can’t just stand by and watch."


    Xiaofeng turned and threw a punch at Chen Ziyang.


    Chen Ziyang even had time to scoff.


    Bang!


    Xiaofeng was kicked away, mming into a wall!


    The kick made him retch uncontrobly.


    Having drunk quite a bit that evening, he now felt a violent reaction in his stomach, almost vomiting his bile.


    "Friend, let’s end today’s matter here, and don’t harass Journalist Chu ever again. If you can nod in agreement, do it. If not, I have another way to deal with you. Your choice."


    Chu Yao gazed at Chen Ziyang, captivated.


    The way this man handled issues was tooposed.


    From start to finish, she saw no sign of Chen Ziyang losing his temper or showing any emotional fluctuation.


    Though he was younger than her, why was he so mature?


    As a woman, she felt she understood why He Yuxin could like this man so much.


    "I’ll deal with you!"


    Xiaofeng was still defiant, ring at Chen Ziyang.


    Compared to him, Chu Yao felt Xiaofeng was beyond redemption.


    Chen Ziyangughed.


    "Alright, so you choose the second method?"


    Saying this, Chen Ziyang again took out his phone and made a call.


    "Brother Qing, I have a friend here who is being stubborn."


    "Okay, I’ll send you the address."


    After two sentences, Chen Ziyang hung up the phone.


    Xiaofeng still didn’t know what had happened. At that moment, he was huddled in a corner of the wall, unable to move, but he kept cursing Chen Ziyang nonstop.


    Chen Ziyang simply ignored him, ying the "Snake" game on his phone as if he hadn’t heard a thing.


    About ten minutester, there was a knock at the door.


    Chu Yao was slightly startled.


    Chen Ziyang, however, put away his phone and stood up to open the door.


    Zhang Wenqing stood at the door with a stern face.


    "Ziyang, who is it?"


    Chen Ziyang pointed to Xiaofeng in the corner.


    Seeing there was also a woman in the room with disheveled clothes, Zhang Wenqing didn’t ask further.


    After all, Brother Yang naturally attracted women.


    He walked straight to Xiaofeng and then crouched down.


    "Buddy, where are you from?"


    When Zhang Wenqing appeared, Xiaofeng was already too scared to curse.


    Compared to Chen Ziyang’s harmless appearance, Zhang Wenqing’s facial scar alone was enough to frighten him.


    "Big, Big brother, I..."


    p!


    Zhang Wenqing pped him hard across the face.


    "I don’t recall my mom ever having another son! Start over, and this time, address me properly."


    Xiaofeng was stunned.


    He finally understood that the man before him was from apletely different world than the ones he had previously encountered.


    This was someone he couldn’t afford to provoke!


    "Bro... no, not that! Sir!"


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    Another p across the face.


    "Don’t I have a name?"


    Zhang Wenqing raised an eyebrow.


    Xiaofeng cried, "But I don’t know what to call you!"


    p!


    "Can’t you ask?"


    After three ps, Xiaofeng was already slurring his words.


    "Stop hitting me! Stop! I give up, I was wrong!"