My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 134 Threatening the Beauty

"My purpose is very simple, I just really admire Miss Bai and wanted to make friends with you," Su Xuan said, his heart stirring as he looked at Bai Xue’s impeccable face.

"So, you’re saying you’re my fan?" Bai Xue didn’t find it strange.

Su Xuan shook his head: "I haven’t seen you before."

"No way."

Bai Xue opened her alluring little mouth in disbelief. "Don’t you surf the internet or watch TV?"

"Not often, why? Are you famous or something?" Su Xuan asked curiously.

Bai Xue gave Su Xuan a strange look and said quietly, "If you don’t know me, how can I be famous?"

"But after you get to know me, you’ll become famous very quickly," Su Xuan said confidently.

Bai Xue struggled to suppress her inner turmoil and seriously doubted whether Su Xuan had just crawled out of some ravine.

Although she was a rising star, her popularity was soaring, with tens of millions of social media followers.

Saying she wasn’t famous was just an understatement. It was hard to imagine someone her age who hadn’t heard of her.

"Can you now tell me what I need to do so you won’t tell Qian Hengtong about this?" Bai Xue looked ready to make a fair deal.

Su Xuan was taken aback and then said, "I don’t need to tell that White Pig. I’m happier watching him get deceived."

Bai Xue let out a slight sigh of relief and said, "Since that’s the case, I hope you can keep this a secret for me. Can I go now?"

"No," blurted out Su Xuan. Seeing Bai Xue’s doubtful eyes, he continued, "I only keep secrets for friends. If you want to be my friend, wait outside for a while, and how about we have a meal together?"

A hint of deep-seated disgust flashed through Bai Xue’s beautiful eyes. She picked up on the implication in Su Xuan’s words—that if she didn’t agree, he would tell Qian Hengtong.

"Is that a threat?" Bai Xue said, her tone unfriendly.

"It is!"

Su Xuan owned up to it without apology, leaving Bai Xue at a loss for words.

With a complex look, Bai Xue stared at Su Xuan, who appeared triumphant. She said helplessly, "You’re shameless. I agree, I will wait for you outside."

Su Xuan nodded satisfied, changing the subject. "I’d like to ask you something. If a man takes a girl’s clothes while she’s bathing and forces her to be with him, would that be considered shameless?"

"Of course, that sort of man is a total scumbag," Bai Xue said without hesitation.

Su Xuan shook his head and sighed, "It seems that to Miss Bai, the love story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl is nothing but a rogue’s trick."

Bai Xue was taken aback, then she realized what he meant and couldn’t help but laugh. "Haha, what are you trying to say with this?"

"It’s quite simple," Su Xuan said. "I just want to use this shameless threat to write a love story with Miss Bai, like that of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl."

"That’s absolutely impossible," Bai Xue said without a second thought.

Turning around, Su Xuan left Bai Xue with a meaningful smile. "In my eyes, there’s no such thing as impossible in this world."

After speaking, Su Xuan headed straight into the private room where Qian Hengtong was, closing the door behind him and leaving a stunned Bai Xue outside.

"This guy doesn’t seem any different from an ordinary laborer; I have no idea where he gets his confidence," Bai Xue thought to herself, shaking her head and turning to leave. She couldn’t help but recall Su Xuan’s funny remarks just now and burst into laughter.

Bai Xue paused, her eyes contemplative: "But this guy is quite interesting. Later, I’ll have to ask him about Qian Hengtong. I’ll wait for him outside for a while."

At that moment, even Bai Xue herself didn’t realize the intense interest she had already begun to feel towards Su Xuan.

Meanwhile, Su Xuan entered the private room and saw Qian Hengtong disheveled and flushed. A cruel smile emerged on his face.

He had wanted to teach White Pig a lesson for a long time and had finally got the chance.

Su Xuan casually picked up an unopened bottle of beer and aimed it at White Pig’s round head. Whoosh! He swung it down sharply.

Thud!

A muffled sound followed by the shattering bottle, the cold liquid mixed with glass shards cascading all over Qian Hengtong’s head.

"What’s going on? What’s going on? Where’s Miss Bai?"

Qian Hengtong opened his bleary eyes from his sweet dream, looked around, and did not see the beauty he expected. Instead, he saw a vaguely familiar face with a cruel expression.

"You, you, you... aren’t you Fangfei’s friend? Why are you here?" Qian Hengtong said, becoming a little more lucid and recoiling in alarm.

During this process, he instinctively touched his throbbing, fleshy head, only to find his hand smeared with fresh blood and glass shards.

"Ah, I’m bleeding, you bastard dare to hit me, do you know who I am? With just one call, I can have you..."

Bang bang bang!

Before Qian Hengtong could finish his words, three almost simultaneous pops of glass bottles exploded on his head. He only felt his head go numb as he got completely dazed.

Su Xuan scoffed coldly, "Lost your wits, have you? Even now, you dare threaten me? You really think I’m a pushover?"

As Su Xuan spoke, it was as if he became addicted to smashing, one by one, bottles flew towards Qian Hengtong’s head.

Bang, bang, bang!

After taking seven or eight bottles to the head, Qian Hengtong finally came to his senses and quickly recognized his dire situation, immediately softening.

"Please, sir, I beg you to stop hitting me. Spare me, I’ll do whatever you want," Qian Hengtong pleaded, hugging his head with both hands and kneeling on the floor to prevent his head, now swollen like a blood gourd, from being cracked open again.

Thud, thud!

Su Xuan, without any courtesy, smashed two more bottles, then cursed, "Now you know to cower? Who were you trying to act tough as before, threatening my wife? I think you truly don’t want to live."

"I was wrong, I was truly wrong, please let me off," Qian Hengtong repeatedly kowtowed, his eyes wide with terror as he glanced up, fearing another bottle from Su Xuan’s hand would crash down.

Su Xuan felt that he had vented almost enough anger and remembered he hadn’t come just to teach White Pig a lesson, but to deal with Yan Fangfei’s matter.

"Sparing you isn’t impossible, but what do you plan to do now?" asked Su Xuan, lying comfortably on the sofa with his feet propped on the coffee table, he coldly watched Qian Hengtong.

"I..."

Qian Hengtong was taken aback for a moment but quickly understood, saying hurriedly, "I’ll have Fangfei... "

Crash!

Before Qian Hengtong could finish, another bottle exploded over his head.

"You think you have the right to call her ’Fangfei’?" Su Xuan’s eyes grew even colder.

"Right, right, right. I should have said Miss Yan. I’ll have her come back to work immediately," Qian Hengtong wished he could slap himself twice.

"Hmm."

Su Xuan nodded, satisfied, "That’s better. And I’m telling you, if you dare to cause any problems for Fangfei again, I’ll make sure you spend the rest of your life unable to take care of yourself."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Qian Hengtong kept nodding, but being smart enough to rise to the position of Director of the Culture Bureau, he assessed Su Xuan up and down, and asked, "May I know what your job is, brother?"

"Security guard, I earn over two thousand a month," Su Xuan stated proudly.

"Whew!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Hengtong let out a breath as if he had become a different person.

"What! Just a little security guard? Do you know who I am?" Qian Hengtong emphasized the words ’security guard’ with heavier tones, settled himself slightly into his seat, and displayed a stance like he was in control.

"What’s wrong with being a security guard? I think it’s a good job," Su Xuan replied with an innocent expression, his words heartfelt.

"Do you know who I am? The Director of the Culture Bureau and also the head of the television station," Qian Hengtong’s tone rose as he puffed out his chest.

"So what?" Su Xuan was even more perplexed.

"So what?" Qian Hengtong glared, looking at Su Xuan as if he were an idiot, "You’re a little security guard who dares to mess with me, believe it or not, I could make a call and have you spend your next life in prison!"

Su Xuan now fully understood, this man was looking down on his job.

Qian Hengtong then felt completely reassured, convinced Su Xuan was nothing but a brainless brute; in his mind, a truly powerful person would never act alone with such brute force.

With this thought, Qian Hengtong grew even more proud, touching his head, swollen like a blood gourd, as his fear transformed entirely into anger.

"You hit me today, you’re supposed to go to jail for that, but I can sidestep that as long as you persuade Yan Fangfei to spend a night with me. Otherwise, I will make sure both of you don’t get away with it," Qian Hengtong said, convinced he had Su Xuan in his pocket, believing even a fool would understand what being a Director in Huaxia means.

"Who gave you the courage to show off in front of me? Is it because you’re a Director?" Su Xuan looked disdainful, nowadays everyone seems to like flaunting their status.

Qian Hengtong, beaten half to death by a lowly security guard, was fuming with rage.

"I’ll show off then! What can you do to me? You think you have the guts to keep using broken bottles to hit me?"

Simultaneously, Qian Hengtong stretched out his blood gourd head, harboring absolute certainty in his victory over Su Xuan.

Clearly, in the eyes of common people, a little security guard would never dare to strike a Director in a clear state of mind.

Dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Those who knew Su Xuan understood that there was nothing in the world he wouldn’t dare do; not just a Director, but even a Governor or anyone of a higher level, he wouldn’t hesitate to strike.

"Hehe," Su Xuan sneered mischievously, casually grabbing an unopened beer, "since Director Qian has asked for it, then I won’t turn him down."

"What? You dare to hit me?"

The moment Qian Hengtong’s words fell, Su Xuan showed with his actions if he indeed dared to strike or not.