Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

Lan Yingying walked over with four of her besties. They sat down at the table next to Su Qianxun and Gu Mian’s.

All the customers in the restaurant turned to look at Su Qianxun and Gu Mian when they heard what Lan Yingying said. Gu Mian stared at Lan Yingying and sneered. “Lan Yingying, it has been a while since we talked, but your mouth stinks as usual! What’s going on? Is the Lan family too poor to afford toothpaste?”

“Gu Mian, it’s none of your business. You seriously still believe that the Gu family is as influential as they were five years ago? If you want your family to perish, the Lan family won’t mind helping you with that!” Lan Yingying’s voice was full of arrogance and contempt.

“Qianxun, when you encounter ill-mannered people like her, it’s best to just look the other way!” Gu Mian shot Lan Yingying a look of disdain and turned towards Su Qianxun.

Su Qianxun knew that Lan Yingying was trying to get back at her. A few days ago, she provoked this woman at the banquet on purpose, saying that she would seduce her fiance. Someone petty like Lan Yingying would definitely hold a grudge.

“I know. Not everyone deserves the time of our day.” Su Qianxun smiled a little. She was not bothered by what Lan Yingying just said at all.

When Lan Yingying saw that these two young women who had fallen from grace dared to snub her, she grew even angrier. She glared at the two young women with a murderous look in her eyes.

When Su Qianxun and Gu Mian’s dishes arrived, they immediately started eating. The smiles on their faces as they chattered stung Lan Yingying’s eyes. She absolutely hated these two sl*ts.

Lan Yingying saw an ashtray on the table next to theirs. She got up, walked over and picked up the ashtray. She then went to Su Qianxun’s table and emptied the contents of the ashtray.

The ashes covered the lavish dishes on the table.

Both Su Qianxun and Gu Mian furrowed their eyebrows. Lan Yingying put the ashtray down on the table and apologized without a hint of sincerity, “Opps, I’m so sorry. It just slipped out of my hand!”

Su Qianxun was about to get up and teach Lan Yingying a lesson, but Gu Mian reacted quicker than her. She stood up, raised her hand and slapped Lan Yingying across the face.

“Pardon me. My hand moved by itself!”

Gu Mian sneered at Lan Yingying. She might be weak enough for Tang Zui to bully her, but she would not allow someone as feckless as Lan Yingying to push her around like that!

“How dare you slap me!” Lan Yinging glared at Gu Mian in disbelief.

Just as Lan Yingying was about to hit her back, Gu Mian extended her arm and shoved Lan Yingying away. Lan Yingying nearly fell to the floor, but fortunately for her, one of the girls behind her held her just in time.

“How dare you hit Yingying. Let’s teach them a lesson, my friends!”

Lan Yingying’s besties immediately surrounded them. Soon, a catfight began.

Su Qianxun and Gu Mian had a rough night with their respective partners.

Su Qianxun was still fine. She had gotten used to Long Sijue’s brute force after all this while. Even though the s*x still hurt, it did not completely exhaust her.

Gu Mian had just started to become s*xually active. Her rough s*x with Tang Zui last night had exhausted her. She barely had the strength to fight back after Lan Yingying struck her repeatedly. Eventually, Lan Yingying and two of her friends pushed her to the ground and started hitting her.

Su Qianxun wanted to run over, but the two other young women got in her way to stop her from saving Gu Mian.

Su Qianxun was seriously panicking. She picked up the wine bottle from the table beside her, hurled it at the two young women in front of her, and frantically rushed to Gu Mian’s rescue.

The two young women were about to rush over to stop Su Qianxun from helping Gu Mian, but a group of men in black hurried over. The bodyguards pulled Lan Yingying and her two other friends off Gu Mian.

Su Qianxun frantically helped Gu Mian up. Her heart ached when she saw the bad state her friend was in. She asked, “Mian Mian, are you alright?”

When Long Sijue walked over and saw Su Qianxun’s torn sleeves, a fierce hint of bloodlust flashed past his eyes.

Meanwhile, Tang Zui fixed his gaze on Gu Mian, who looked extremely flustered from the catfight. Her long hair was tousled as the young women were pulling at her hair, and there were even a few clusters of hair on the floor. Half of her small, palm-sized face was swollen. There were specks of blood at the corners of her lips.