Chapter 79: Who Do You Want to Beat Up?

Impotent!

Just now, when he was getting aroused, he was startled by Qin Tian's sudden intrusion. As a result, Qiu Yindang found himself so frightened that he couldn't perform!

"Damn it!" Qiu Yindang tried everything—tapping, pinching, even pulling out his phone to look at adult content. Yet, his little brother remained utterly unresponsive!

He wanted to cry! Qiu Yindang felt like bursting into tears right then and there.

"Curse it! Damn it! Bastard, I'll make you pay for this!" Qiu Yindang gnashed his teeth in fury.

His only hope now was that Jiang Zhengye would prove useful and somehow help him get that superstar, Mi Xue. Maybe, just maybe, he could regain his confidence with her!

After all, Mi Xue’s beauty and figure were among the best in the world—hailed as the once-in-a-million-years Ice Queen!

"Why did you take so long?" As soon as Qin Tian stepped out of the elevator and entered the banquet hall, Nangong Xiaoe came running up to him with a small cake in her hand.

"I had to take care of something, so I was a bit late," Qin Tian replied, reaching out to wipe a smudge of cake cream from the corner of Nangong Xiaoe's mouth.

Nangong Xiaoe gave Qin Tian a sweet, blissful smile.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yingying, who was picking out food with Shen Xiaoqing, witnessed this scene and frowned slightly.

She frowned because seeing Qin Tian and Nangong Xiaoe act so intimately made her oddly annoyed.

What was wrong with her? Was it because Qin Tian was an employee of the Jiang family, and she couldn't stand to see someone else getting close to him?

"Yingying, what's wrong? Your brows are all twisted up!" Shen Xiaoqing suddenly noticed Jiang Yingying’s expression and was startled.

Following Jiang Yingying's gaze, Shen Xiaoqing quickly understood.

"Yingying, let me tell you, I think Qin Tian is really quite outstanding, and Uncle Jiang seems to like him too."

"You know what they say—don’t let a good thing slip away! If you don’t act, someone else will snatch him up!" Shen Xiaoqing teased.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Me, pursue him? Is that even possible?" Jiang Yingying rolled her eyes at Shen Xiaoqing, then bent down to continue picking food.

Shen Xiaoqing glanced at Jiang Yingying, then at Qin Tian and Nangong Xiaoe, and sighed. There’s a saying: the early bird catches the worm. Shen Xiaoqing felt that Jiang Yingying might regret this one day.

"Beautiful lady, would you care to dance with me?" Just then, a young man approached and courteously invited Jiang Yingying to dance.

"Sorry, I don’t know how," Jiang Yingying replied, shaking her head.

"What’s this? You won’t even dance? Is my face not enough for you?"

The young man was none other than Qiu Yindang, who had just come downstairs. Seeing the stunning Jiang Yingying, his eyes lit up. Maybe he could regain his confidence with this girl?

If he could restore himself with her and then have fun with Mi Xue later that night, it would be perfect!

Earlier, Qiu Yindang had searched for information about impotence and came across an intriguing claim: some say that right after treatment, a man’s abilities can become exceptionally strong!

Reading this, Qiu Yindang’s eyes glazed over in excitement, feeling almost grateful for his misfortune.

"Who are you? Yingying doesn’t want to dance with you!" Shen Xiaoqing stepped forward, blocking Qiu Yindang’s hand away from Jiang Yingying.

Whoa! So big!

Qiu Yindang was momentarily stunned by Shen Xiaoqing’s figure. Damn, both these girls were top-tier!

"If she doesn’t want to dance, do you? Or maybe the three of us together?" Qiu Yindang leered at them.

"Let’s go. Don’t bother with this pervert!" Jiang Yingying grabbed Shen Xiaoqing’s arm and tried to leave.

"Hey! Don’t go!" Qiu Yindang moved to block their way, arms outstretched.

"What do you want?" Jiang Yingying glared at him.

"Nothing, just want to invite two beautiful ladies for a dance," he replied with a grin.

"We refuse! You can get lost now," Jiang Yingying said mercilessly.

She tried to walk another way, but Qiu Yindang blocked them again, clearly intent on keeping them from leaving.

"Don’t blame me for not warning you. If you offend me, you’ll regret it! Do you know who I am?" Qiu Yindang began to puff himself up.

"Who are you? What does it have to do with us?"

Jiang Yingying was itching to punch him. She was still annoyed by Qin Tian and Nangong Xiaoe’s display, and now this idiot had to come ruin her mood even further!

"Listen up! I’m Qiu Yindang! This welcome banquet is being held for me!"

"My uncle is Qiu Lang, one of the Four Dragons of the Capital!"

"So, do you want to dance with me now?" Qiu Yindang announced triumphantly.

Before, he’d encountered icy beauties like Jiang Yingying, but he knew it was just a matter of the right price.

So, whenever he brought out his uncle’s title as one of the Four Dragons, women would throw themselves at him. Even the coldest faces would blossom into radiant smiles as they rushed into his arms!

He waited with a smug grin, eager to see the two women’s fawning, adoring expressions.

But instead, they just looked at him as if he were an idiot. What was going on? This wasn’t how things were supposed to play out!

"Let’s go," Jiang Yingying said. She and Shen Xiaoqing were not the materialistic type. Both were raised in privilege and well-mannered, never vain or competitive.

For them, money was just a number—it didn’t matter if they had more or less. If they ever had less, they could still get by just fine.

"Stop! Do you really think you can get away with offending me here in Wu City? Tell me, who’s your madam? I want to see which club would dare disrespect me!" Qiu Yindang shouted in rage.

"Watch your mouth! What kind of people do you think we are?" Jiang Yingying frowned. His language was revolting—did he really think they were prostitutes?

"You’re just here fishing for a rich husband, aren’t you? So why keep up this act? I’m doing you a favor by noticing you!"

Qiu Yindang was convinced the two women were just girls hired by Jiang Zhengye to liven up the party, as was custom at such private gatherings.

"Unbelievable! Get out of the way!" Jiang Yingying was furious.

"Get out of the way? I’ll beat you both to a pulp!" Qiu Yindang shouted, pulling out his phone to call for backup.

Though the twenty bodyguards upstairs had been knocked out by Qin Tian, there were still dozens more on standby outside.

Whenever he went out, Qiu Yindang always brought a hundred men with him—courtesy of his uncle Qiu Lang, who treated his nephew like his own son.

"Who are you going to beat up?" At that moment, a large hand landed on Qiu Yindang’s shoulder.

Qiu Yindang frowned slightly—the voice sounded familiar, but he didn’t recognize it at first. He turned, ready to curse, "What the hell… Qin… Qin… Qin Tian!"

As he turned, he nearly collapsed in fright—standing before him was Qin Tian!