61: Chapter 61 is about you!

61: Chapter 61 is about you!

“Stay away from my wife in the future, or else, don’t blame me for being rude!” Qin Han said coldly to Ni Zhiwei.

Feeling Qin Han’s icy gaze, Ni Zhiwei’s body involuntarily shuddered, but he quickly regained his composure.

Why would he be afraid of such a loser?

“Rude?

With you, a loser who relies on his wife’s support?

You must be Qin Han, right?” Ni Zhiwei sneered.

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd of onlookers.

“I’m in a very bad mood right now, you’d better disappear this instant!” Qin Han said indifferently, with no sign of emotion on his face.

Ni Zhiwei looked at Qin Han’s shabby appearance, initially thinking he might be someone significant, only to realize he was just a country bumpkin, and then spoke with a condescending tone.

“But I’m in a very good mood right now, loser.

Leave Yu Wei alone.

You can’t give her happiness.

It’s a shame you’ve been looking at her body for years, you just…”

“Slap!” Ni Zhiwei’s words were cut short as his face was met with a heavy slap.

“Yu Wei is also for you to call?” Qin Han stood there with the same light and breezy expression, moving so fast it seemed like he wasn’t the one who had just slapped Ni Zhiwei.

“You…

you dare to hit me?” Ni Zhiwei pointed at Qin Han, saying in shock.

Since childhood, it had always been him hitting others.

When had he ever been hit?

As Ni Zhiwei spoke, he swung his fist towards Qin Han’s head, but Qin Han casually lifted his leg and kicked Ni Zhiwei to the ground, then shook his head.

Qin Han placed Di Di into Song Yuwei’s arms and was about to turn around when he noticed Song Yuwei’s tender white hand pulling at the hem of his clothes.

Giving Song Yu Wei a reassuring look, Qin Han turned back around.

“You piece of trash, dumbass, you’re done for!” Ni Zhiwei yelled furiously, pulling out his phone and dialing a number.

Once connected, he roared, “Where the hell are you guys?

I’ve been hit!”

Qin Han sighed helplessly, thinking to himself, why are all these dandies the same?

If they can’t win a fight, they call for backup, picking on the weak and fearing the strong!

“Qin Han, let’s go home!” Song Yuwei held onto Qin Han, her voice laced with fear.

She knew Ni Zhiwei.

In college, some of the male students who offended Ni Zhiwei were often roughed up by him, some even ended up in the hospital for emergency care.

“If you don’t beat a dog harshly, it will forever chase and bark at you!” Qin Han patted the back of Song Yu Wei’s hand that was holding his own, smiling as he spoke.

“Who are you calling a dog?” Ni Zhiwei shouted furiously upon hearing Qin Han’s insult.

“Whoever responds is the one!” Qin Han said without even glancing at him.

“Hahaha!” Laughter once again echoed through the crowd.

“Brother, you rock!

That’s a real man!”

“He’s still fixated on someone else’s wife after she’s married; that’s pretty shameless.”

Seeing himself become the butt of the joke, Ni Zhiwei’s face turned a greenish hue, and he yelled, “Will you all shut the hell up?

Do you know who I am?”

It was then people remembered that he was from the Ni family, and they stopped talking.

Pleased with the effect he had on the scene, Ni Zhiwei pointed at Qin Han and declared, “You think you’re tough?

I want to see how you’ll die in a moment.

If I don’t beat you so badly your own mother won’t recognize you, my name isn’t Ni!”

No sooner had Ni Zhiwei spoken than there came a shouting from outside the crowd: “Make way, for Mr.

Ni, Mr.

Ni!”

“I’m here, come on in!” Ni Zhiwei, seeing his own people arriving, instantly blossomed into a smile.

Emerging from outside the crowd, several burly men in black suits quickly pushed their way through.

“Mr.

Ni, who dared to lay a hand on you?

Brothers, let’s trash him!” The leader of the men came up to Ni Zhiwei’s side and spoke respectfully.

Ni Zhiwei pointed at Qin Han and instructed, “It’s him, beat him to a pulp.

I’ll take care of any trouble!”

“Ni Zhiwei!

What are you trying to do?” Song Yuwei, seeing that the other side outnumbered them, could only address Ni Zhiwei in rebuke.

“Yu Wei, stay out of this today.

I will cripple him no matter what!” Ni Zhiwei said viciously, looking at Qin Han.

“Ni Zhiwei, if you dare touch Qin Han, I won’t let you off the hook!” Song Yuwei blurted out a threat that held no real menace.

“I don’t need to touch him, as long as you, Yu Wei, agree to my demand today, I’ll stop troubling him,” Ni Zhiwei, seeing Song Yuwei defending Qin Han, felt a surge of anger that he could hardly contain, and with a cunning glint in his eye, he promptly said.

Before Song Yuwei could speak, Qin Han said coldly, “What a load of crap!”

“Fuck, take him down!” Seeing Qin Han still dared to speak, Ni Zhiwei ignored Song Yuwei and directly ordered his men.

A dozen strong men, upon hearing the command, closed in on Qin Han.

The onlookers all felt anxious for Qin Han; the dozen bodyguards clearly looked well-trained, and with a dozen of them against one, they feared Qin Han would be beaten to death.

“Kid, just admit your fault and get it over with.”

“Yeah, a wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him!”

Ni Zhiwei, with a sneer, looked arrogantly at Qin Han and said, “Kid, you still have time to kneel and beg for my mercy.”

“Shut up!” As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Han made his move.

“Do it!”

The crowd couldn’t bear to watch, closing their eyes not wanting to see the pitiable state Qin Han would be left in, and Song Yuwei screamed out.

“Ah!

No!”

After a series of crisp slaps and smacks, there followed agonizing screams.

“My hand, it’s broken!”

“My leg, it hurts like hell!”

Hearing the screams, the crowd opened their eyes to look, but the sight was not what they had expected.

They saw Qin Han standing there with his arms folded, a nonchalant expression on his face.

Ni Zhiwei stared at Qin Han in horror.

As Qin Han took a step forward, Ni Zhiwei stuttered, “What… what do you want?

I’ll have you know, I am from the Ni family.”

“I’m hitting you!” Qin Han darted forward, grabbed Ni Zhiwei by the collar, and delivered a succession of slaps.

After the pitiful cries died down, Ni Zhiwei’s face had swollen like a pig’s head, his lips puffed like sausages dripping with blood.

“If you dare bother my wife again, I’ll break your legs!” Qin Han threw Ni Zhiwei to the ground and turned, pulling Song Yuwei with him as they left the crowd.

“Daddy, that was awesome!” the little one sweetly said to Qin Han.

Arriving at the majestic Red Flag HS7, Qin Han opened the car door and gestured for Song Yuwei to get in.

Looking at the imposing Red Flag HS7 before her, Song Yuwei asked in surprise, “Where did you get this car?”

Qin Han chuckled and replied, “Sorry, I didn’t give you a heads up.

I wanted to surprise you, it’s an early gift for our third anniversary.”

Hearing Qin Han’s words, a look of delight flashed across Song Yuwei’s face, but she quickly frowned and asked, “Isn’t this car expensive?

Where did you get the money?”

Song Yuwei remembered that the check from Ji Chufei was still in her handbag; where did Qin Han get the money for this car.

Qin Han, who seemed to have grown used to being questioned about the origins of money every time he bought something, said with a light laugh, “A former patient brought in many others today, so I earned a substantial amount in consultation fees, and I had another car, a black one just like this, driven back to the clinic by No.

3.”

Song Yuwei stared at Qin Han dumbfounded, recognizing this car was no cheap affair, and yet Qin Han had bought two without flinching; that was some hefty amount in consultation fees.

“You didn’t scam people, did you?”

Qin Han patted his forehead, looking helpless.

As the trio drove away, Ni Zhiwei and his group were still lying on the ground unable to get up, still clueless as to how they had ended up there.

The crowd, watching Qin Han and Song Yuwei leave, also began to disperse slowly.