C106 If You Continue to Speak I'll Beat You to Death!

"What are you talking about?" Lin Yin asked with a blank expression.

"What am I talking about?" Wu Chuyu scoffed, her face full of contempt. "Are you upset? Do you think you could ever afford a villa like this?"

"I bet you can't even get through the door. You're just here gawking at what you can't have. Are you thinking of buying this villa?" Wu Chuyu taunted with an air of arrogance.

She still remembered the last time she followed Young Master Wang to Mingbao House and the Zhang's Jewelry Group's office, where Lin Yin had embarrassed her.

Having heard that Lin Yin had once again crossed Young Master Wang, she was eager to take this opportunity to humiliate him and then tell Wang Ziwen all about it. Surely, that would make Ziwen admire her even more!

"Why does our being here concern you?" Zhang Qimo retorted, clearly infuriated by Wu Chuyu's behavior.

"Of course, it concerns me! You two paupers are in my way. You're an eyesore, and you're ruining my mood!" Wu Chuyu sneered. "Today, I'm here with my fiancé to look at our future wedding home. Jealous, Zhang Qimo?"

"People like you belong in low-end neighborhoods. Do you have any idea how much a villa in Snow Dragon Villa costs?" Wu Chuyu said with a sense of superiority. "Just so you know, the villa I'm living in is worth 120 million."

"Is 120 million considered expensive?" Lin Yin replied calmly. "From what I understand, the starting bid for villas in Snow Dragon Villa is 100 million. Are you saying you're living in the cheapest one?"

"You think you can talk big about a 100 million villa being the lowest grade?" The man in a suit next to Wu Chuyu chimed in, looking down on Lin Yin and Zhang Qimo with disdain.

"Your words are laughable. You dare to mock others living in a villa worth a hundred million? You clearly have no idea of your own limits," Wu Chuyu said, covering her mouth as she laughed mockingly. "Do you really think a villa worth 100 million is low-grade?"

"Lin Yin, why are you..." Zhang Qimo tugged at Lin Yin's sleeve, her face twisted in distress.

Lin Yin was being unreasonable. To think that a villa worth a hundred million would be considered trash by him—it was bound to draw ridicule from others.

Despite her recent promotion to Vice Chairman at Zhang's Jewelry Corporation and her significant reputation in the jewelry world, she couldn't afford a hundred-million-yuan villa.

They had the means to purchase a villa worth more than a hundred million yuan. If the conversation continued, they would surely embarrass themselves.

"Let's drop it, Chuyu. There's no point explaining to these two who don't understand the finer things in life. They couldn't even afford a toilet in our homes!" The man in the suit scoffed, "Let's not stoop to their level. Come on, let's go check out the bridal suite."

"There's no rush to leave," Wu Chuyu said, her expression mischievous, seemingly eager to continue the humiliation.

"Listen, Zhang Qimo. Young Master Wang Ziwen offered you the opportunity to marry into the Wang Family's elite, but you refused. Instead, you chose to stick with this nobody, Lin Yin, and snub Young Master Wang's generosity," Wu Chuyu said with a sneer, "Are you masochistic? Do you enjoy living such a demeaning life?"

After finishing her tirade, Wu Chuyu smiled smugly. She planned to call Wang Ziwen shortly to recount today's events. By helping him humiliate Lin Yin, she was sure to make a favorable impression.

With just a few words from Ziwen on her behalf to the Wu family, she expected to reap untold benefits.

In a couple of days, when she got married, she could invite Ziwen and his father, Wang Guokang, to the ceremony. She'd gain considerable prestige and could even brag on social media about the Wang Family's attendance at her wedding.

"Wu Chuyu, watch your language. Lin Yin is my husband, and who is Wang Ziwen to me? Why should I show him any respect?" Zhang Qimo retorted angrily, feeling insulted by Wu Chuyu's words.

"Zhang Qimo, you really hold Lin Yin in such high regard?" Wu Chuyu mocked, laughing scornfully, "So you do like being treated poorly."

"So, you're the infamous Trash Son-in-law from the Zhang Family, Lin Yin?" sneered the man in the suit. "I really don't understand how you can show your face around Qingyun City, let alone have the audacity to come to an upscale residential area like Snow Dragon Villa. Do you really think you belong here?"

Zhang Qimo was livid, stomping her foot in frustration. She was itching to give them a piece of her mind.

Just then, Lin Yin's phone began to ring, and he answered the call.

"Master Lin, this is Qin Fugui. Are you busy?" came the cautious inquiry from the other end.

"You think you're clever, don't you? Pretending to take a call to save face?" Wu Chuyu mocked. "Since you had the nerve to call a hundred-million-yuan villa low-class, I'm going to take great pleasure in humiliating you today. What's the matter, not happy about it? Even if you're upset, there's nothing you can do."

Wu Chuyu was smug, convinced that Lin Yin was too embarrassed to respond. She was determined to make things even more unbearable for Lin Yin and Zhang Qimo, hoping to make them utterly ashamed. Then she could boast about her triumph to Wang Ziwen.

Lin Yin replied to Qin Fugui with a calm demeanor, then turned his gaze back to Wu Chuyu, his face impassive.

"Master Lin, do you need me to come over right away?" Qin Fugui asked tentatively. "Master Lin, it seems Sunn Heng has skipped town. He's stopped paying us and has even abandoned his wife, Zhang Zining. What should we do with her?"

"Zhang Qimo, let me introduce you to my husband. He's a very capable man. I believe that finding a good man is a skill in itself. What good is beauty? What use is your talent in jewelry design?" Wu Chuyu gloated, brimming with a sense of superiority.

She was envious of Zhang Qimo's beauty and her talent for jewelry design, feeling that Qimo might be more accomplished than herself. So, she was eager to flaunt her fiancé's abilities. She wanted to make a stark comparison between him and Lin Yin, to crush Zhang Qimo's pride. She hoped that in the future, Qimo would avoid her at all costs.

Wu Chuyu boasted, "This is my fiancé, Qin Yu. He hails from the prominent Qin Family of North City. You've heard of Qin Fugui, right? He's going to be my father-in-law!"

"Have you ever heard of my father, Qin Fugui?" Qin Yu sneered. "And yet you have the audacity to mock my villa for being subpar? Now, make yourselves scarce—scram! If I see you again, I'll make sure to beat you every time. My dad could easily bankrupt the Zhang Family. Then, I'll have you groveling for my forgiveness!"

They actually had the nerve to ridicule a 100 million yuan villa? They don't have two pennies to rub together, and still, they mock others.

"Remember, you need to clear out of here," Wu Chuyu said with a taunting smile. "If you don't scram right now, I promise you'll regret it."

On the other end of the line, Qin Fugui fell silent. Lin Yin spoke up indifferently, "You heard all that, right?"

Click. Lin Yin ended the call.

Qin Yu's phone began to ring. He answered with a look of confusion, which quickly turned to sheer panic. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he stared at Lin Yin, his body shaking uncontrollably, his legs seemingly unable to support him.

"Okay, Dad, I understand," Qin Yu said, his voice tense as he ended the call. He then turned to Lin Yin with a forced smile.

Seeing Lin Yin's expression sent a chill through Qin Yu.

"What's the matter? Honey, was that a call from your dad?" Wu Chuyu asked, still smiling.

"Shut your mouth! You're shameless. Who do you think your father-in-law is?" Qin Yu's demeanor flipped in an instant, and he bellowed at Wu Chuyu, her face blanching in fear, utterly confused by the situation.

With a fierce slap, Qin Yu struck Wu Chuyu across the face, sending her tumbling to the ground, her cheek reddening instantly.

"If you dare utter another word, I'll kill you!" Qin Yu glared at Wu Chuyu menacingly.