Chapter 108: 107. One Tooth a Day (Seeking collections, seeking recommendation tickets!)

Seeing Yuan Debiao so angry, Yuan Youming was stunned for a moment, then said with a grin, "Dad, it's just a small matter, there's no need to be this angry, right? Is it Ning Qing who went to you to complain? I'll apologize to her in a bit, won't that do? Please calm down."

Yuan Youming had caused no shortage of trouble since he was a child, and every time he used this tactic to dodge Yuan Debiao's fury.

Moreover, in his view, this matter was not a big deal either.

But very quickly, he was stunned again; he could feel that Yuan Debiao on the other end of the phone seemed not so furious anymore, and even his breathing had become much calmer, yet the tone made him feel a chill.

"Tell me exactly what happened right now." Yuan Debiao seemed to have lost his anger all at once, his tone becoming very flat, but Yuan Youming did not hear the slightest hint of concern.

"Dad, it really isn't a big deal," Yuan Youming said somewhat urgently.

"Speak!" Yuan Debiao said coldly.

Yuan Youming seemed to realize that things were not good, and not daring to be glib anymore, he honestly recounted the matter.

"Surname He? Not surname Zhang?" Yuan Debiao asked this question in confusion, but quickly came to his senses.

He?

He thought of the time he went to see Zhang Ran and saw the man lying on the hospital bed, covered in bandages; this person seemed to be called He Yong.

And the reason that group of people was dealt with harshly by Zhang Ran back then was because they had acted too ruthlessly and disregarded the rules; this He Yong had been hurt very badly because he was protecting Zhang Ran.

"Within half an hour, go to the school and find the girl you framed. Whatever you do, you must listen to her opinion. Remember, if you don't make it in half an hour, even your dad here can't save you." Yuan Debiao's tone became increasingly flat.

Although he doted on his son Yuan Youming, compared to his career, Yuan Youming was still lacking; after all, he, Yuan Debiao, did not have only one son.

Hearing Yuan Debiao say this, Yuan Youming felt increasingly panicked in his heart. He wanted to speak, but discovered the call had already been hung up.

"Brother Yuan." The person who had brought the news was currently looking at Yuan Youming cautiously.

Although he hadn't heard the call just now, he could tell from Yuan Youming's complexion that things seemed not to be looking good.

Yuan Youming said irritably, "Didn't you say He Qing had no background? What is going on now?"

He had fallen for He Qing at first sight. Of course, it was just "liking"; he liked many people, and basically, none of it lasted long.

However, for those people in the past, he only needed to throw money at them, and he was rarely refused.

Yuan Youming was not truly brainless, nor was he so full of "middle-school syndrome" that he would destroy what he couldn't get.

Having chased her for nearly a month without success, Yuan Youming had intended to give up, but when he saw He Qing starting to change a while ago, his mindset became somewhat unbalanced.

Coupled with the fact that Yuan Youming also saw He Qing get into an old man's car, his mindset exploded at that moment.

How so?

A handsome rich second generation like me can't compare to an old man? The most critical thing was that the car the old man drove was only worth about two hundred thousand.

It was precisely because of this mindset that he had done such a thing.

As for He Qing's things being bought by her father, this was something he didn't know at all when he did it; he only found out after asking around from He Qing's roommates.

But since it was already done, he had no intention of regretting it, and he was quite happy to see He Qing suffer a little; after all, the taste of being rejected was not pleasant.

"That is exactly what we found out, and He Qing's roommates all said the same."

"Get out, get out, get out." Hearing his words, Yuan Youming said impatiently.

Half an hour later, Yuan Youming, with a nervous heart, found Ning Qing and her group. He knew most of these people, who were standing together in twos and threes chatting.

Once they saw Yuan Youming, Meng Mingxuan shouted toward the distance, "Uncle Zhang, Yuan Youming is here."

Seeing that Yuan Youming had truly arrived, Ning Qing and the others all began to exchange glances; they were starting to feel a sense of inexplicable awe toward Zhang Ran.

Just because of one sentence from Zhang Ran, Yuan Debiao had actually sent his own son over. To them, this was a very shocking thing.

Even if the fathers of the few of them were added together, it was estimated they couldn't achieve such an effect, but for Zhang Ran, it seemed to be just a matter of one sentence. How could this not shock them?

Yuan Youming looked in the direction of the sound and discovered a young man playing with two children.

After hearing the voice, the young man first put the two children into the car, and then walked over.

"You are Yuan Youming?" Zhang Ran looked at Yuan Youming and asked.

"I am. May I ask who you are?" Yuan Youming said subconsciously; he had already prepared himself to apologize.

After all, his dad had said as much, and Yuan Youming still had some sense of proportion in his heart.

He also saw that this person was the one in charge among Ning Qing and the others, but what disappointed him was that Zhang Ran did not let him apologize.

After confirming his identity, Zhang Ran looked at He Qing and said, "Xiao Qing, tell me what to do. Whatever you want to do to vent your anger is fine."

He Qing first looked at He Yong, then looked at Zhang Ran, and did not speak.

Zhang Ran seemed to understand her concerns and said with a smile, "Alright, his dad Yuan Debiao won't dare to do anything, as long as you don't kill him."

Zhang Ran spoke easily and casually, but Yuan Youming felt a chill all over his body. He hurriedly wanted to speak to explain, but Zhang Ran did not give him the chance to talk.

"If you do something wrong, you must accept the punishment. Show some of the spirit your dad had back in the day; don't make me laugh at your father," Zhang Ran said softly.

Once these words were out, Yuan Youming just stared blankly at Zhang Ran and didn't speak again.

He had figured it out: the person in front of him would not let this matter rest, and his words showed no sign of holding his father in any regard.

"Xiao Qing, we don't bully others, but others shouldn't think about bullying us either," Zhang Ran said to He Qing.

He Qing looked at Zhang Ran. She finally understood now why, when Zhang Ran appeared at their home, some people in their village were so respectful toward Zhang Ran, and their attitude toward her family had also started to change.

He Yong also looked at He Qing. Now that he had completely set his mind at ease, his thoughts began to become active.

He Yong thought of a sentence Zhang Ran had said unintentionally in the car earlier—when he was discussing majors with He Qing, Zhang Ran said he didn't know when He Qing might be able to help him.

He Qing hadn't paid attention, but He Yong had taken it to heart. And He Yong knew that to truly enter Zhang Ran's core circle, having a weak personality wouldn't work.

This time, he would just treat it as a test for He Qing. If He Qing's personality was weak, then He Yong wouldn't force anything.

However, what made him somewhat gratified and somewhat disappointed was that He Qing walked directly to Yuan Youming's side, slapped him across the face, and then there was no follow-up.

Yuan Youming was slapped but didn't speak. He knew that he had fallen today; once He Qing finished venting her anger, he would be fine. He had already prepared himself.

Zhang Ran looked at He Qing, then looked at Yuan Youming, his eyes flickering as he said, "Dayong, you handle it."

After saying this, Zhang Ran left the place directly, drove the car, and took the two little ones home.

Hearing Zhang Ran's words, He Yong's eyes suddenly lit up; he seemed to understand Zhang Ran's meaning.

And after Zhang Ran drove away with the two children, He Yong slapped Yuan Youming flying, and Yuan Youming lost a tooth.

However, this was not over yet; He Yong slapped him a total of seven times, controlling his strength very well, causing seven teeth to fall out.

"One tooth a day, and this matter will be considered settled. If there is a next time, it won't be as simple as just losing teeth," He Yong said, looking at Yuan Youming with a serious expression.

Meng Mingxuan, Ning Qing, and the others were also looking at He Yong; at this moment, their impression of He Yong had also undergone some changes. Previously, He Yong looked like an honest man, but looking at him now, where was there any sign of an honest man?

As for He Qing, she was also stunned, but she did not say anything.

Meanwhile, Min Wenwen, who had not left the whole time, had eyes shining with excitement; she tightly held He Qing's hand, thinking that her good friend's dad was actually so formidable.