"Mr. Song, long time no see."
From not far away, Sun Qing of Jialefu raised his wine glass and walked towards Song Qiao with a smile.
At the same time, several other supermarket owners surrounding him also raised their wine glasses and approached Song Qiao to toast him.
They were all businessmen who had collaborated with Song Qiao, and some of them had a relatively good personal relationship with him.
Song Qiao leisurely greeted these people, accepting all their toasts.
Yuan Jianan arrived a little later than Song Qiao and was currently sitting alone in a corner, drinking.
Unlike the bustling crowd around Song Qiao, her area was quiet with very few people.
Although she was a well-known designer in the city, many people did not yet attach much importance to company branding, thus not giving her the attention she deserved.
Yuan Jianan was indifferent to this situation, content with her own peace and quiet, with no intention of actively making friends.
"Beautiful lady, would you do me the honor of sharing a drink?"
Just as Yuan Jianan was drinking alone, a young man dressed in a flashy manner, reeking of alcohol, approached her with a glass of red wine and sat down uninvited.
"Sorry, I don't want to drink right now."
Yuan Jianan frowned, subtly moved away, and directly refused.
Upon hearing Yuan Jianan's refusal, Qian Jun's brows furrowed.
"Miss, are you refusing to give me, Qian Jun, face?"
As he spoke, he moved closer to Yuan Jianan, a lecherous smile on his face.
He was attending the party today on behalf of his father and had inadvertently spotted Yuan Jianan, a stunning beauty, and was immediately captivated.
The notoriously bold Young Master Qian's lust was immediately ignited, and he rushed over to strike up a conversation.
He had initially assumed she was an insignificant person, seeing her sitting alone in the corner.
However, he had never expected her to refuse him so readily.
"Young Master Qian, I really cannot drink today."
Seeing his persistence, Yuan Jianan's brows furrowed, and her voice turned somewhat cold.
She eventually stood up and moved to sit opposite Qian Jun.
She felt she had heard the name Qian Jun somewhere before, finding it familiar but unable to recall his identity.
However, given his demeanor, even if she knew who he was, she likely wouldn't agree to drink with him.
"Miss, I advise you to sit closer and obediently drink this glass of wine with me, and then spend the night with me."
Having been rejected twice, Qian Jun's expression darkened.
"If you refuse again, I guarantee you won't be able to get by in this city tomorrow."
After saying this, he gave a wicked smile, his eyes revealing a naked threat.
"Sorry, I cannot comply."
Since they had already fallen out, Yuan Jianan's face turned cold, and she stood up to leave.
She was unaware of his identity, but anyone attending such a party was likely not ordinary.
Despite the confrontation, adhering to the principle of harmony for prosperity, she still did not want to escalate the conflict directly.
"Stop right there!"
Qian Jun was thoroughly enraged. He leaped up from his seat, grabbed Yuan Jianan's wrist, and said,
"You slut, how dare you not give me face? You're really ungrateful."
With that, he dragged Yuan Jianan, intending to pull her into his embrace.
"What are you doing? Let go of me!"
Yuan Jianan, with her wrist held, panicked and struggled fiercely.
"Hmph, it's your ancestors' good fortune that I, Qian Jun, want you to drink with me. You dare to refuse me?"
As Qian Jun spoke, he brought the wine glass to Yuan Jianan's lips again.
"Drink!"
Yuan Jianan struggled desperately, but the frail woman was no match for a man like Qian Jun.
Many people were drawn to the commotion, but upon seeing that it was Qian Jun causing trouble, they all chose to remain silent, and no one intervened.
Song Qiao was being introduced to some business magnates by Guo Jun. Upon hearing Yuan Jianan's scream, he immediately frowned.
He turned around and, upon seeing the scene, became enraged. He rushed over to them in three swift strides.
"Let go of her."
He commanded, striking Qian Jun's hand away and pulling Yuan Jianan behind him.
"Kid, you're asking for death."
In pain, Qian Jun gritted his teeth and looked up at Song Qiao fiercely.
Song Qiao cast him a cold glance, ignoring him, and turned to look at Yuan Jianan with concern.
"Are you alright? Are you hurt?"
"Kid, can't you hear me? Do you know who I am? My father is Qian Hong."
Seeing himself ignored, Qian Jun became even more furious. He immediately revealed his father's name, attempting to intimidate Song Qiao.
Upon hearing this, many onlookers showed expressions of shock.
They hadn't expected this spoiled brat to be Qian Hong's son, which explained his arrogance.
"I don't care whose son you are. Apologize to my friend immediately."
Unlike the shocked onlookers, Song Qiao's expression remained calm. He glanced indifferently at Qian Jun and said tonelessly,
"Apologize?"
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?"
Qian Jun suddenly burst into laughter, his face filled with disdain.
"Song Qiao, let's just let this go."
As Song Qiao was about to flare up, Yuan Jianan gently tugged at his sleeve from behind.
"He's Qian Hong's son, someone we can't afford to offend."
The moment Qian Jun had uttered his name, Yuan Jianan had fully realized who he was and panicked, quickly reminding Song Qiao not to act rashly.
"Hahaha, scared now, kid?"
Seeing Song Qiao hesitate, Qian Jun became even more arrogant.
"If you know what's good for you, grovel and kowtow to me three times, then let your woman spend two nights with me, and I might let this matter slide."
Song Qiao gently patted Yuan Jianan's shoulder, signaling her not to worry.
He then completely disregarded Qian Jun's threat and chuckled at him, saying, "You're Qian Hong's son?"
"That's right. If you know what's good for you, apologize to this young master immediately."
Qian Jun maintained his arrogant, "I'm the greatest" attitude.
"Slap."
Song Qiao lunged forward and slapped him across the face.
"Don't talk about being Qian Hong's son. Even if Qian Hong himself were here today, he'd have to apologize to me obediently."
With that, he grabbed Qian Jun and pulled him towards Yuan Jianan.
"Apologize to my friend now!"