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“Yo!” Yang Gang called out when he saw Second Young Master. Suddenly, he shouted, “Isn’t this the Second Young Master of the Sheng family? Don’t you know that this is the Second Young Master of the Sheng family? He’s Sheng Donglin’s younger brother!”

“What?!” exclaimed the crowd. They had just been talking about Sheng Zhongtian cutting off ties with Sheng Nanxuan, and here he was right under their noses?

Sheng Nanxuan swept his gaze across Yang Gang. His precise brain worked furiously and he soon had his answer. He met Yang Gang at a banquet when he was in high school. Because the girl Yang Gang liked was friendly with him, Yang Gang bore a grudge against him and got people to ambush him on his way home from school. He beat them up and Yang Gang hated him from then on.

Yang Gang walked over and reached out to pat his shoulder. “It’s been a while, Second Young Master Sheng!”

Sheng Nanxuan eyed his hand with displeasure and brushed it off lightly. “Who are you?”

Yang Gang froze. How dare he pretend not to know him? And to use such a disdainful tone with him too!

Yang Gang was furious. He jabbed Second Young Master’s chest with his finger and shouted, enunciating every word, “Who am I? I’m the Young Master of Yang Estates, Yang Gang! What kind of attitude is that? Do you think you’re still the Second Young Master of the Sheng family? Your father has already cut ties with you. Who do you think you are?!”

In a sudden motion, Sheng Nanxuan grabbed Yang Gang’s fingers and turned them around, twisting his entire elbow behind his back, and pressed him against the floor.

“AH!” The card room rang out with a shriek from Yang Gang, who sounded like a slaughtered pig.

Sheng Nanxuan had snapped his fingers.

“What’s the matter?” The class monitor walked over.

Sheng Nanxuan pushed Yang Gang away. The latter trembled as he held up his hand. “My hand… My hand… Sheng Nanxuan, how dare you touch me!”

“You’re the one who started it!” Sheng Nanxuan walked up to him tyrannically. Lifting his leg, he stepped on Yang Gang’s face with his leather shoe. “No one has ever jabbed my chest with their fingers. You’re the first and last to do that.”

“You b*stard!” Yang Gang could not stand this humiliation. Enduring the pain in his fingers, he jumped up and pounced towards him.

Sheng Nanxuan dodged it in a flash. Not only did Yang Gang miss him, he slammed into a table, which caused his already injured hand to go numb.

Yang Gang screamed, “What are you standing there for?!”

Everyone looked at Sheng Nanxuan hesitantly. So what if Sheng Zhongtian had announced to the press that he was cutting ties with Sheng Nanxuan? If Sheng Zhongtian were to regret his decision and reinstate him as the Second Young Master of the Sheng family, they would be in trouble.

The gears in Gong Fei’s head turned. She suddenly rushed over to help Yang Gang up and sobbed, “Yang Gang, are you alright?” Then, she looked up and hollered at Gong Mo, “Cousin! Can’t you restrain your husband? How could you let him hit someone? Do you think that he can bully people as he likes as the Second Young Master of the Sheng family?”

Gong Mo was shocked by the series of events earlier. Upon hearing Gong Fei howl at her, she snapped out of it gradually and looked towards Sheng Nanxuan.

Sheng Nanxuan extended a hand to her. “Come, let’s go home.”

Gong Mo placed her hand in his and stood up. “Sorry… we’ll be leaving first,” she said to the class monitor.

“How can you leave after beating someone up?” shrieked Gong Fei. “Young Master Yang is seriously injured and you should pay his hospital fees!”

Gong Mo looked back at her. “He was the one who started the fight. Why should we pay for his hospital fees?”

Gong Fei chuckled coldly. “You don’t have money, do you? Second Aunt only banned us from the wedding so pompously because you don’t actually have the money to organize a wedding, do you? Ha! You thought you were marrying a rich young master, but he turned out to be an orphaned dog!”