Watching Zheng Fei deliver a merciless slap and then bow his head without hesitation, everyone in the venue was stunned once again.
The esteemed young master of the Zheng family was actually so respectful towards Song Qiao!
If they knew that Song Qiao had dared to get involved with Zheng Fei's fiancée, their expressions would have been entirely different.
Compared to her, Wei Ting was merely his mistress.
Zheng Fei certainly wouldn't risk dying at Song Qiao's hands again for her.
Last time, Su Fan had intervened to save him.
But Su Fan, the chief examiner, had already been crippled by Song Qiao!
Considering the Zheng family's status and influence in the entire magic city, Zheng Fei couldn't think of anyone else who could save him!
Therefore, the moment he saw Song Qiao, he didn't hesitate at all.
He immediately stopped, slapped Wei Ting away, and then bowed in apology to Song Qiao.
Although there was a pause in his actions, they were incredibly natural.
It inexplicably gave people the impression that Zheng Fei was meant to act this way!
There was no other choice!
"Who hit me? You again, you bastard!"
Because the slap came too quickly, and Wei Ting was a little dizzy from it, she hadn't clearly seen who had struck her.
She refused to believe it was Zheng Fei, so she assumed Song Qiao had made his move while she wasn't paying attention.
After getting up from the ground, she pointed at Song Qiao and began to curse him again.
"What do you think you are? How dare you..."
"Shut up!!"
Zheng Fei's veins bulged on his forehead as he roared at Wei Ting like a frenzied beast.
While Zheng Fei's actions seemed exaggerated, those who watched him closely could see his legs trembling uncontrollably!
Zheng Fei wasn't putting on an act; he was genuinely terrified that Wei Ting would cause his death.
Thus, he desperately wanted her to shut up!
*Slap!*
Another slap, which swelled Wei Ting's lips.
It also completely terrified the incessantly chattering woman into silence.
She looked at Zheng Fei with fear in her eyes, bit her lip gently, and began to sob silently.
Zheng Fei glared at her fiercely.
Then, he quickly turned back to Song Qiao, bowed, and said with a fawning smile.
"Mr. Song, this is a misunderstanding."
"Don't worry, this woman has nothing to do with our Zheng family!"
"Just give the word, and you can kill or dismember her as you please!"
"Of course, if you're afraid of dirtying your hands, our Zheng family can do it for you."
"Don't kill me..." Wei Ting squatted down, shivering and huddled in a ball, begging.
"And don't dismember me! I know I was wrong,呜呜呜..."
"Kneel!" Zheng Fei turned and roared angrily.
*Thump.*
Wei Ting knew that the situation was dire. Without the support of Young Master Zheng, she had lost all her backing.
She didn't dare to disobey and immediately fell to her knees, bowing towards Song Qiao.
At this point, everyone around looked at Song Qiao with admiration.
The reverence in their eyes was undeniable, and they genuinely believed he was an incredibly important figure!
Even Cheng Ran began to fear that someone of Song Qiao's status might abandon her.
So, she tried to act as obedient as possible.
She quietly retreated to Song Qiao's side, looking down and remaining silent.
Song Qiao noticed her behavior and thought she might have other difficulties.
"What's wrong? You have the money, the project, and the contract..."
"Are you still lacking models and equipment?"
"Don't worry, these are not problems. I can help!"
Cheng Ran quickly waved her hands, smiling and saying she didn't need anything else.
But the other staff members didn't understand Cheng Ran's worries and mentioned.
"The Huajiang Group project is a major one; our models probably aren't good enough."
"Yes, we can't have our General Manager Cheng participate herself, can we? She's already busy enough."
"It would be great if we could invite Xiao Yin."
Listening to the surrounding discussions, Song Qiao nodded repeatedly and replied.
"Xiao Yin, someone from the Xiao family?"
"Hmm, you indeed need a popular celebrity like her here."
"Don't worry, I'll invite her right away!"
What?
They could even invite someone from the prestigious Xiao family in the capital?
Cheng Ran was stunned. Other people married wealthy businessmen and heirs, but she had somehow managed to attract a wish-granting turtle from the Wishing Pond!
How could all her wishes be granted?
"You don't need to trouble yourself. You've helped me so much; I'm already embarrassed."
"It's no trouble at all."
Song Qiao waved his hand casually and then took out his phone to make a call.
"Hello, Uncle Xiao."
"No, no, no, my friend, I can't accept you calling me Uncle."
Song Qiao chuckled and, without further pleasantries, got straight to the point.
"I actually wanted to ask about your niece."
"Are you interested in her?"
"No, no, no, don't say that. I already have a wife."
"Then what is it you want?" The tone of Xiao's father on the other end of the line clearly showed some disappointment.
Song Qiao licked his lips and said somewhat speechlessly.
"I've opened a studio here."
"I was hoping you could help me invite Xiao Yin to be a model for me for a couple of days."
On the other end of the phone, Xiao's father readily agreed.
"This is no problem! I'll speak to her myself later."
The call ended. Cheng Ran asked blankly, "Is it done?"
Song Qiao nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Cheng Ran couldn't help but swallow. She could no longer imagine Song Qiao's capabilities.
He could easily invite someone from the Xiao family in the capital.
Was there anything he couldn't do?
"Thank you." Cheng Ran had no way to repay him and could only mumble with a blush.
Song Qiao squeezed her cheek, smiled slightly, and didn't reply.
"Young Master Zheng?"
"You can just call me Xiao Zheng." Zheng Fei was startled and quickly bent his back even lower.
"Shall we go inside to chat?" Song Qiao gestured towards Cheng Ran's studio.
"It would be my honor."
He responded respectfully, and Zheng Fei followed Song Qiao inside.
Meanwhile, Wei Ting remained kneeling on the ground, her face filled with regret.
Seeing the two of them walk inside, she quickly shuffled forward and pleaded desperately.
"I was wrong! Please, both of you, forgive me."
"Ranran! Teacher Cheng! General Manager Cheng! Please beg for me."
"I'm willing to return to the studio. I promise to be loyal from now on, without any complaints. How about that?"
"I really know I was wrong, Ranran..."
Cheng Ran pursed her lips. She didn't want to pursue anything further with Wei Ting.
But she wasn't foolish; she certainly wouldn't employ such a person again.
She then instructed the staff inside the studio.
"Escort her out. If necessary, you can call security."
"No, no, no, please don't, Ranran!"
Wei Ting was driven away, and Song Qiao and Zheng Fei were talking in the conference room.
Cheng Ran dared not disturb them and waited obediently by her office door.
She just hoped Song Qiao would come to say goodbye when he left.
In the conference room, Zheng Fei inquired.
"How is it, Mr. Song? Are you alright?"
Song Qiao knew what he was referring to and casually waved his hand.
"Your third aunt has invited a formidable person from the Guo family."
"I've had a run-in with her. I'm fine for now."
Song Qiao's words were somewhat disingenuous; he had almost been beaten to death by Guo Can.
Zheng Fei nodded. "You can come to me anytime you have any needs in the future."
"That woman, Guo Shu, has become increasingly arrogant within our Zheng family. My father and I hope to resolve this matter quickly."
"This way, we can regain control of the Zheng family's power sooner!"
Song Qiao nodded. "I understand."
After a few more words, Young Master Zheng took his leave.