In the overcrowded banquet hall, Fang Longhu, who received this slap, was full of shame and anger, and his expression was uncertain.
As the head of the ten young masters in the capital, in terms of status and reputation, he is a well-known top young man in Yanjing City.
Who is Lin Qingxi?
Except for the top people in Beijing circles, ordinary people have never even heard of her name.
Why did she raise her hand and slap this top ten young master who made countless girls in the capital become nymphomaniacs?
But when people in the circle saw this scene, they all looked sideways.
Instead of going to see this Shura field, I avoided looking at it, not even daring to look at it.
The sense of immersion is too strong.
It was as if this slap hit me on the face, and the resonance of the sadness of the rabbit dying and the fox was too strong.
Fang Longhu was just stunned for a few seconds, hesitating whether or not to fight to the death with the Lin family devil to maintain the image of a crazy young man that he had worked so hard to cultivate.
Lin Qingxi raised her hand and slapped the other half of Fang Longhu's face again: "Answer me."
Snap!
The crisp and sweet applause resounded through the banquet hall once again.
Fang Longhu was completely stunned.
I was also completely woken up.
He clenched his fists tightly and his whole body was shaking violently with excitement.
But he didn't even dare to move.
Even if I say a few harsh words, I am worried that I will not be able to control the situation and completely intensify the conflict.
The Lin Qingxi standing in front of him may not be as well-known as him. In the eyes of ordinary people, he doesn't have as many fancy names that sound very domineering.
But she could destroy a wealthy family with a deep foundation with just a few clicks of her fingers.
Not only does she have great energy, she also has a bad temper.
If there were ten sisters or even a hundred ladies in Yanjing City, she would definitely rank first if she wanted to.
In front of Lin Qingxi, his reputation as the leader of the ten young masters was worthless.
finally.
Fang Longhu, who had been fighting with heaven and man in his heart for a long time, raised his hand again when Lin Qingxi was about to slap him for the third time.
Fang Longhu, the leader of the ten young masters in the capital, completely gave up the resistance in his eyes and facial expressions...
"This is a misunderstanding." Fang Longhu took two steps back slightly. This woman's sense of oppression was too strong.
Even standing in front of her, I felt suffocated: "I'm sorry, I didn't know Mr. Zhang was your nephew."
Snap!
The slap came down anyway.
He did not get mercy or mercy just because he gave in and apologized.
Women don't like to reason.
This woman surnamed Lin is known for being extravagant.
"Do you blame me for not notifying you in advance?" Lin Qingxi slapped Fang Longhu and asked indifferently.
"Do you think I am also responsible?"
Fang Longhu was so angry that he almost exploded after being slapped three times in succession.
My face was flushed, and I didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or pain.
His whole body was like a sieve and he was trembling.
His eyes were red and his breathing was heavy and rapid.
"What bullshit Tenth Young Master?" Lin Qingxi's eyes were cold and her thin lips were ruthless. "There are three idle trash from the Lin family who can be selected. What's the value of you Tenth Young Master?"
"Pheasant list one."
This time, not only Fang Longhu was speechless.
Even the people in the Beijing circle nearby took a breath of cold air.
The woman standing at the core not only looked down on Fang Longhu, but also dismissed the entire ten young masters in the capital with her concise and concise words.
The core reason for rejecting the Tenth Young Master was that even three losers from the Lin family were selected.
What value can this pheasant list have?
This sounds so crazy and lawless.
But it is an ironclad fact.
In the Lin family, not to mention the group of cousins of her generation, even among the older generation, there are few who are not afraid of this female ancestor of the Lin family.
She said those three were trash, which was very reasonable and convincing.
Fang Longhu's face turned green and red for a while, feeling ashamed and angry to death.
"Next time, open your eyes and see clearly."
Lin Qingxi glanced at Fang Longhu indifferently: "There are more than a dozen Lin families in Yanjing City, why don't you just mess with any Lin family? Do you have to mess with my nephew?"
Fang Longhu twitched the corner of his mouth and did not dare to speak.
Provoke the Lin family?
He has not lived enough, and the Fang family is not crazy enough to jump into the fire pit.
After cleaning up Fang Longhu, who was like a clown trying to stand up for his nephew, Lin Qingxi's cold eyes fell on Fang Jingteng, the instigator.
Boom.
Boom.
The high heels hit the floor, making a crisp but suffocating sound.
Lin Qingxi paced, approaching step by step.
Fang Jingteng was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and did not dare to express his anger.
The pupils were constricted and fear was written on his face.
"When did Yanjing City change its surname to Fang?" Lin Qingxi's red lips parted slightly, and overwhelming pressure swept over Fang Jingteng. "Whoever you say you want to leave must leave?"
Fang Jingteng was so ashamed that he lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.
"Get out of Yanjing City before twelve o'clock tonight."
Lin Qingxi's eyes were cold and she said word by word: "If you don't leave, I will use my own methods to get your whole family out of Yanjing City."
Say it.
Lin Qingxi raised her eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall: "You still have one and a half hours."
