Beautiful CEO's Top Expert-Chapter 940: Battle of Tearing Between Super Hedonistic Rivals

Chapter 940: Chapter 940: Battle of Tearing Between Super Hedonistic Rivals

The words rang out with strength, sharp and commanding, and Sheng Wentao exuded an aura of dominance that seemed to look down on the world.

Fu Zibo had never expected that even now, Sheng Wentao wouldn’t let him go and still wanted to force him to kneel!

"Sheng Wentao, do you really think I’m afraid of you?"

Even a clay Bodhisattva has its limits, let alone an actual person—especially someone like Fu Zibo, a young master from Beijing!

Fu Zibo was utterly enraged by now.

"What’s the matter? Thinking of calling your sister, who only knows how to spread her legs?" Sheng Wentao sneered with disdain.

"Sheng Wentao, watch your mouth!"

"Didn’t Fu Xinyue spread her legs and stick out her ass for Xiao Boyang?"

Hearing Sheng Wentao’s vulgar and filthy words, the crowd wanted to laugh but dared not.

Looking at the utterly arrogant Sheng Wentao, Fu Zibo gritted his teeth and said, "Sheng Wentao, I hope you still have the guts to talk like that when my sister gets here!"

With that, Fu Zibo pulled out his phone and called Fu Xinyue.

The call was answered in an instant.

Before Fu Zibo could say a word, a graceful and crystal-clear voice came from the receiver!

"Zibo, why are you calling me at this hour? Is something wrong?"

"Sis, where are you now?" Fu Zibo shot Sheng Wentao a vicious glare, as though he wanted to tear him to pieces.

"I’m with Boyang. What’s the matter?"

Hearing Fu Xinyue’s answer, a sinister look crept onto Fu Zibo’s face—dark and dripping with anger. "Sis, I’ve run into some trouble. I might need you to come over, and it’d be best if Brother-in-law could come as well!"

"What happened?"

"Sheng Wentao wants me to kneel in public, and his words are full of humiliation toward you!"

Fu Zibo wanted to relay Sheng Wentao’s actual words to Fu Xinyue but found himself unable to. After all, the person on the other end of the line was his biological sister!

"Where are you?"

Fu Xinyue’s originally graceful and melodic voice turned cold at that moment.

"At ’New Era Bonds’ in Wangfujing."

"I’ll be there immediately!"

Without wasting another word, Fu Xinyue hung up decisively.

As the dial tone sounded in the receiver, Fu Zibo slowly put his phone away, his face stormy yet arrogant as he looked at Sheng Wentao. "I hope you’ll keep up that arrogance later!"

Hearing this, Sheng Wentao immediately broke into a cryptic smile. "I think you’d better pray that Fu Xinyue, that leg-spreading tease, will actually manage to get you out of here!"

Meanwhile, on Beijing’s bustling Gui Street...

Gui Street, renowned as Beijing’s premier culinary exhibition hall, is surrounded by numerous embassies. Each year, it generates millions in profits from foreign visitors. Stretching over a kilometer long, it houses more than 150 commercial establishments, with ninety percent dedicated to dining services, boasting an unmatched density of restaurants in Beijing.

Hence, Gui Street was also dubbed the Gastronomic Avenue of Beijing.

At this moment, in a restaurant near a window seat, sat an elegant woman clad in a fitted black dress.

Her exquisite face was like a masterpiece sculpted by an artist, flawless and stunningly beautiful—her brows lush without needing color, her lips vibrant without lipstick, her nose high and perfectly shaped as though meticulously crafted.

Moreover, her figure was perfect, especially her long, slender legs that drew attention.

The woman attracted numerous glances from other patrons in the restaurant, causing countless men to cast frequent admiring looks her way.

Sitting across from the woman was a young man, seemingly twenty-six or twenty-seven years old.

The man was average-looking and dressed modestly, but his outfit was tasteful. His slightly worn watch imparted a certain understated charm.

Yet, despite his own subtle appeal, sitting next to the resplendent woman made them appear mismatched to a degree.

After all, this woman was too strikingly beautiful, dressed in eye-catching elegance.

"Xinyue, what’s wrong?" The man’s voice was gentle yet magnetic, carrying a quiet charisma that made it sound captivating—clear, pure, even ethereal.

"Boyang, Zibo’s had a conflict with Sheng Wentao. I need to go over there..." Fu Xinyue replied, her face clouding over.

Though she didn’t know what Sheng Wentao had said about her, she was certain it wasn’t anything good.

That man was infamous for his venomous tongue, enough to earn the title of "King of Toxic Comments."

Xiao Boyang’s face took on a puzzled look. "What happened between Zibo and Sheng Wentao?"

"I don’t know," Fu Xinyue shook her head. "But Zibo told me that Sheng Wentao is now trying to force him to kneel."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Boyang’s brows raised slightly. "Interesting. Let’s go, I’ll accompany you."

"Boyang..."

"You’re my fiancée now. Someone wants to force my little brother-in-law to kneel? How could I possibly not step in?" Xiao Boyang smiled warmly at Fu Xinyue. "Besides, I’ve been meaning to catch up with Sheng Wentao. It’s been ages, but this boldness of his is new. Makes you wonder..."

"This doesn’t resemble the Sheng Wentao I know at all," he added with a hint of confusion.

Fu Xinyue looked equally perplexed.

Both knew Sheng Wentao to some extent. He was famous for being accommodating, someone who could click with anyone—a young master with no airs whatsoever within Beijing’s elite circles.

He was hardly the type to stir trouble. If there was friction, an apology from the other party would typically resolve it.

This sudden insistence on forcing someone to kneel was unprecedented.

Moreover, didn’t Sheng Wentao realize that making Fu Zibo kneel was tantamount to slapping Xiao Boyang’s face?

Xiao Boyang’s reputation was hardly one to be trampled upon.

And yet Sheng Wentao still went ahead. What had Fu Zibo done to provoke him so severely?

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If they were all idiots, these prominent families would have long since collapsed and been replaced by others.

Soon after, Xiao Boyang and Fu Xinyue stood up and headed directly toward Wangfujing.

Gui Street and Wangfujing weren’t far apart—only about five kilometers—so Xiao Boyang and Fu Xinyue quickly reached their destination.

Upon arriving at Wangfujing, they made their way straight to New Era Bonds.

Seeing Xiao Boyang and Fu Xinyue approach, those who recognized them immediately revealed looks of astonishment.

What were they doing here?

Shopping for wedding rings?

Xiao Boyang and Fu Xinyue headed straight to the third floor of New Era Bonds without hesitation.

When the crowd on the third floor spotted Xiao Boyang and Fu Xinyue walking up, they froze initially before their faces lit up with anticipation!

After all, Xiao Boyang was a member of Beijing’s powerhouse Xiao family and a rising star in his own right.

Now that Xiao Boyang had arrived, it promised to be an unforgettable spectacle.

Two legendary young masters about to clash—a showdown that was bound to be riveting!