"Fine, you're quite arrogant, kid."
Seeing Song Qiao's attitude, Xia Haibin was greatly surprised.
After steadying himself, he taunted Song Qiao in a sarcastic tone.
"Wait a moment."
Just as Song Qiao was about to speak, Xia Xueqing suddenly rushed out of the hall.
"Mr. Xia, I hope you understand that Miss Gao actively invited my brother-in-law to dance just now. He couldn't possibly refuse out of politeness, could he?"
Xia Xueqing, for some reason, the usually hot-tempered girl, started explaining to the other party.
"Xueqing, hurry back."
Song Qiao frowned at this, pulling Xia Xueqing behind him to protect her.
The situation between him and Xia Haibin was already tense, and if a conflict broke out, Xia Xueqing would be at a disadvantage if she stayed.
"Brother-in-law, you must remain calm."
"I've been inquiring inside. This Xia Haibin is different from others."
"Their Xia family is a martial arts family, and their combat skills are highly skilled."
"Also, my sister is here today. If you act rashly, you might anger her again."
Upon hearing Xia Xueqing's reminder, Song Qiao's heart immediately tightened, and his vigilance heightened.
In his previous life, he had heard of the Xia family's combat techniques, which were said to be renowned throughout China.
Before his rebirth, he had hired many renowned masters to train him professionally in combat.
They all spoke highly of the Xia family's traditional combat arts.
"Kid, you've probably heard of the Xia family's combat skills. If you don't want to be bedridden for months, you'd better kneel down and beg for mercy now."
Seeing Song Qiao standing frozen after hearing his identity, Xia Haibin immediately assumed he was scared.
"Xia family's combat skills? Even if they have some fame, I still don't put them in my eyes."
Song Qiao glanced at him and said indifferently.
In his previous life, his martial arts teachers had provided him with professional combat training.
He was talented and even won a national award after some time.
"Kid, how dare you look down on our Xia family? You're seeking death."
Upon hearing his provocation, Xia Haibin impulsively charged forward, intending to teach him a lesson.
"Hold on, let me ask Mr. Xia to see something clearly before you act."
Song Qiao waved his hand, stopping Xia Haibin.
Then, he turned to Xia Xueqing and instructed, "Hurry and invite Miss Gao out of the hall. I have something to discuss with her."
Hearing this, Xia Haibin's expression immediately changed.
"Kid, what kind of skill is it to hide behind a woman? If you dare, let's have a one-on-one fight. If you don't dare, then obediently apologize."
"Don't worry, I'm not bringing Miss Gao here to back me up, but to make you realize a fact."
"That is, Miss Gao does not accept your pursuit, and it has nothing to do with anyone else, it's just that you are too pathetic!"
"You're seeking death!"
As soon as Song Qiao finished speaking, Xia Haibin's face turned a shade of liver-red.
Just as he was about to make a move, a familiar voice from Gao Mengmeng suddenly echoed in his ears.
"Mr. Song, what do you need me for?"
As she spoke, she didn't even bother to greet Xia Haibin and ran directly to Song Qiao.
Seeing this, Xia Haibin's expression twisted, and he became even more furious.
He had spent over two hundred thousand yuan, and yet he wasn't getting half the attention Song Qiao was. This made him feel extremely unbalanced.
"Why aren't you inside drinking and running out here?"
When Gao Mengmeng saw Xia Haibin, she already had a guess. At this moment, she still asked Song Qiao a question as if she knew the answer.
"It's nothing major. After dancing with you, Mengmeng, I felt you had great talent for dancing. I'd like you to be my dance partner at such events in the future."
Song Qiao deliberately provoked Xia Haibin with a glance and praised Wang Mengmeng.
"Really?"
"That's great."
"I also enjoy dancing with Mr. Song."
Wang Mengmeng, being sharp and intelligent, immediately saw that Song Qiao was deliberately provoking the other party and began to play along.
"Then let's exchange contact information. We can also have a meal together sometime."
Song Qiao chuckled and winked at her.
Then, he subtly gave his contact information to Gao Mengmeng.
The latter, disregarding Xia Haibin's expression, happily accepted it and even quietly whispered her phone number to Song Qiao.
She acted cautiously, as if she were guarding against a thief or a pervert, avoiding Xia Haibin.
Seeing her attitude, Xia Haibin was almost furious enough to faint. He instinctively blamed Song Qiao for everything and wished he could tear the man into a thousand pieces.
"You scoundrel, just you wait. I will make you pay!"
After Song Qiao provoked him in front of everyone, he still didn't let up and continued to taunt, "So, Mr. Xia, do you see now that the problem is yours? Miss Gao doesn't even bother to pay attention to you."
Although Xia Haibin wanted to teach Song Qiao a lesson on the spot, it was Gao Mengmeng's birthday banquet today, and Gao Mengmeng herself was present.
If he acted rashly, he might incur the displeasure of Secretary Gao.
"Kid, you can boast all you want now."
"After Mengmeng's birthday party ends, I will teach you a lesson you'll never forget."
Unexpectedly, Song Qiao acted as if he hadn't heard his threat, only leaving behind a sentence: "I'll be waiting."
Then, he turned and returned to the hall.
"Mr. Xia, are we just going to let this matter go?"
A subordinate standing beside Xia Haibin asked cautiously, seeing the suppressed anger in his boss's heart.
"Let it go? How is that possible? I'm just considering the occasion and Secretary Gao's face."
Xia Haibin snorted coldly and continued to command:
"Have our men make preparations at the foot of the mountain. As soon as the party ends, keep a close eye on this kid. We absolutely cannot let this bastard escape."
After speaking, he returned to the hall without looking back.
Just then, the roar of a helicopter suddenly echoed from the sky above the resort.
Being on the mountaintop, everyone inside heard the loud noise and came out to investigate.
However, as soon as they stepped out, they saw a sky full of white chrysanthemums slowly drifting down.
"What is going on?"
Looking at the scene before them, everyone had only one thought in their minds.
"Today is Secretary Gao's daughter's birthday. What does this person mean by sending white flowers to a birthday celebration?"
"Exactly. Isn't this clearly trying to cause trouble? I really don't know who has the audacity to provoke Secretary Gao."
The crowd, recovering from the sight of the falling white chrysanthemums, began to discuss endlessly.