Chapter 58: Wenwen's Identity

At the entrance of Wushi University, Li Mochan had just hung up the phone.

Standing nearby, Chen Caixia scoffed with disdain, "Tsk tsk, you pathetic dirtbag, do you really think you're qualified to call someone over? Absolutely laughable."

Li Mochan raised his eyes to look at Chen Caixia, his sword-like brows knitting slightly.

No matter what, this woman was still his younger sister's academic counselor. Even if Li Moling had truly made a mistake, there was no need to humiliate and mock her to this extent!

Clearly, Chen Caixia was deliberately targeting them.

Glancing around, Li Mochan also noticed An Benyue watching the spectacle from the side, the murderous glint in his eyes sharpening.

Seeing that Li Mochan did not respond, Chen Caixia pressed her attack even harder.

"Struck a nerve? Cat got your tongue? Weren't you acting so fierce just a moment ago?"

"Figures! Such a blockhead of a sister would naturally have a blockhead of a brother. Your whole family is a bunch of hopeless idiots!"

Hearing this, Li Mochan was not angered at all, but instead asked in return, "What? Did I offend you before, or did my sister offend you?"

Chen Caixia replied with an arrogant expression, "Neither!"

"Then why have you been running your mouth and nagging nonstop from the very beginning, endlessly hurling insults at me and my sister? Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Chen Caixia assumed the sanctimonious air of a dedicated educator and diligent gardener.

"Setting aside the facts for a moment, as Li Moling's counselor, I will never allow a student to do something wrong and still act so self-righteous. That is my responsibility and duty as a counselor. Well? Is there a problem with that?"

Looking at Chen Caixia's righteous facade, Li Mochan chuckled coldly and nodded. "Hmph, indeed, no problem at all."

With that, a sudden gust of wind swept past.

*Slap...*

Chen Caixia was just about to say something else when, in the next instant, her face actively collided with Li Mochan's hand.

She instantly flew two or three meters away, landing with a solid thud on the ground, wailing in agony.

Clutching her burning face, Chen Caixia looked at Li Mochan in utter disbelief. "You... you have some nerve! How dare you hit me?"

"What kind of garbage are you? What's wrong with hitting you? You simply deserved a beating!"

"I won't let you get away with this!"

Abandoning all pretense, Chen Caixia reverted to her shrewish nature. With blood on her face and disheveled hair, she lunged at Li Mochan to fight him to the death.

*Slap...*

Another crisp, resounding sound of a slap echoed.

Chen Caixia was sent flying backward once again, though this time she soared a good ten meters or so before crashing heavily to the ground, her face covered in blood, unable to pick herself up for a long time.

The scene unfolding before them left everyone present with tingling scalps, rushes of blood to the brain, and momentary blackouts in their vision.

Too ruthless!

Simply too ruthless!

This kid's boldness surpassed the heavens. Not only did he beat the son of the general manager of Soaring Dragon Group, but he even dared to beat a university counselor.

Has he lost his mind?

Actions like these demanded a price; how was he going to clean this up later?

Standing nearby, Li Moling and Wenwen found the sight thrilling, but it also filled them with deep anxiety.

If things continued this way, the situation would spiral beyond control.

Li Moling clenched her small fists tightly.

Beside her, Wenwen watched the nervous Li Moling, a trace of determination surfacing on her delicate, gentle face.

For so long, Li Moling was the only person who hadn't bullied her and treated her as a genuine friend. No matter what happened, she could not let these siblings come to harm.

With that thought, Wenwen took out her phone and dialed a number she vowed she would never initiate a call to.

Despite her delicate appearance, Wenwen's background was far from that of an ordinary model student.

She was, after all, a direct descendant—or perhaps more accurately, an illegitimate daughter—of the Chen family, one of the Three Sects and Six Clans of Wushi.

The call connected.

Her father, Chen Jie, asked with pleasant surprise, "Wenwen, are you finally willing to reach out to your father?"

Chen Wenwen spoke with a hint of tears in her voice. "I was beaten outside the gates of Wushi University. Are you coming or not?"

Chen Jie instantly flew into a rage. "Who is it? How dare anyone lay a hand on Chen Jie's daughter! Don't be afraid, Wenwen, I'm on my way right now."

Chen Wenwen hung up the phone and wiped the tears from her face.

Noticing Wenwen's abnormal behavior, Li Moling asked, "What's wrong? Who were you calling?"

"That irresponsible man. As much as I despise him, no matter what, I will never let you guys get into trouble!"

Wenwen trusted Li Moling deeply; by now, they shared all their secrets.

Li Moling had heard rumors about this and was deeply moved to see Wenwen willing to humble herself and seek help from that man just to protect them.

"Wenwen..." Li Moling murmured. "Actually, you didn't have to do this. My brother can handle it."

Wenwen offered a brilliant smile instead. "You are my only friend. No matter what, I won't let anything happen to you both!"

Li Moling looked at Chen Wenwen with gratitude, squeezing her small hand.

What a wonderful girl. How nice it would be if she could become her sister-in-law.

Li Mochan, of course, had no idea that even the most unassuming Wenwen had called for reinforcements.

Just as Li Mochan prepared to step forward and treat Chen Caixia to another round, the crowd parted.

Two imposing, stern-looking middle-aged men strode over swiftly.

A wave of commotion and gasps erupted among the onlookers.

"Isn't that Xiang Peng, the chairman of Soaring Dragon Group? He actually came."

"He looks exactly like he does on TV."

"The person right beside him is General Manager Dong Shan, I've seen him before."

"Good heavens, even the chairman came in person. Dong Shan carries some serious weight."

"It's over, completely over. That kid is definitely dead meat. Being young and hot-headed will cost him the ultimate price."

Lying on the ground, Chen Caixia and Dong Bo naturally spotted the two newly arrived figures.

Chen Caixia's eyes gleamed with renewed hope.

We're saved!

As for Dong Bo, he scrambled forward on all fours, blubbering incoherently, "Dad... look at what he did to me! I lost all my teeth!"

Gazing at the son he almost failed to recognize, Dong Shan's face turned livid, and he gnashed his teeth in hatred.

In the past, Dong Bo had occasionally called claiming he'd been beaten miserably just to ensure his father would come to his rescue, but this time, the beating was brutally real.

Consumed by boiling rage and supreme arrogance, Dong Shan roared at the top of his lungs, "Who is it? Who dared to beat my son? If you have a death wish, I'll gladly grant it!"

As the general manager of Soaring Dragon Group, Dong Shan had been among the earliest followers to carve out Xiang Peng's empire in the underworld; naturally, he was a street thug by trade.

Back in the day, he had hacked down countless rivals just to seize turf.

Though he hadn't personally thrown punches in a long time after stepping into the role of general manager, his old blade had lost none of its edge.

A fierce, murderous aura instantly emanated from him, chilling the surrounding pedestrians to the bone.

Chen Caixia scrambled excitedly to her feet, pointing an accusing finger at Li Mochan. "Manager Dong, it's him! He wrecked young master Dong's car and almost beat him to death!"