The big star has a prince syndrome

At Xu Qingran's request, he made a donation to the northern prison area of ​​City A on behalf of ATIM Group in a very secretive manner and did not make it public.

Someone did good deeds without leaving his name, and the only requirement was to visit the prison. For such a good thing, the relevant departments would definitely be extremely active, so much so that the speed would be even faster than Xu Qingran expected.

As someone who knew Wu Qingran better than his parents, Qiao Lin thought that the prince was going to such great lengths and spending huge amounts of money just to make sure Wu Qiong was "taken care of" in prison and not given a reduction in sentence.

It's understandable that he's a love-brained boss. The only thing he doesn't understand is that shouldn't this matter be resolved by informing the prison? It can't be that Xu Qingran wants to scold Wu Qiong in person, as that would be really beneath his dignity.

Of course Xu Qingran would satisfy the curiosity of this great hero, and specially asked him to accompany him to see what was going on in the prison that day.

This was the first time Xu Qingran had been to prison in his life. The conditions were much better than he had imagined, at least better than many university dormitories.

When Xu Qingran thought about the person who bullied Ye Yan staying in such a comfortable place and enjoying two years of leisurely bliss, he felt a surge of anger in his heart.

He walked and looked around, accompanied by several leaders including the prison warden, who talked to him incessantly about how the 20 million donation was expected to be used.

He didn't care about these things. It didn't matter where the money was spent. He didn't mind even if it was divided up by the people in front of him. The only thing in his mind was the purpose of coming here today.

"Everyone, rest assured. I have no intention of interfering with your subsequent work. Today, I just want to see my old friend alone, and I need you to clean up the mess for me. Other than that, I don't have any requests."

Walking in the prison corridor where the floor was as shiny as a mirror, Xu Qingran opened his suit, put one hand in his trouser pocket with a faint smile on his face and stated his only condition.

This was no different from not mentioning it at all. The warden immediately patted his chest and agreed: "You are right. You donate money and effort to the government without asking for anything in return. You are simply the epitome of an excellent entrepreneur. It is our duty to help you with this small favor. Then we will take you to the reception room. I have asked someone to bring Wu Qiong there. To protect your privacy, all surveillance has been disconnected. You can rest assured and reminisce with old friends."

"Then I'm really sorry to trouble you, Warden Chen." Xu Qingran stretched out his hand to shake hands with the other party. When they looked at each other, the smile in his eyes was obviously tinged with sinisterness and a bit of impatience.

Wu Qiong didn't know who wanted to see him, so he was taken to the not-so-spacious reception room to wait.

He was handcuffed and sat on a chair, tapping the table nervously with his fingers. He had observed that the surveillance in the room seemed to be out of power, so the people who came to see him could not be his family.

"Are you sending me money again? Last time, I spent two extra years in prison. This time, I have to double the compensation..."

Wu Qiong muttered to himself, and soon he heard crisp and heavy footsteps coming from outside the door. He couldn't help but sit up straight, turned around and cast a curious look at the door.

Wu Qiong thought of several people who would come to see him, but when Xu Qingran's tall and cold figure appeared in his sight, he realized that the last time he slandered Ye Yan was not over yet.

The iron door of the prison meeting room slammed shut behind Xu Qingran, making a dull thud.

He stood in front of the door, his eyes sweeping across the narrow space of no more than 10 square meters like a knife, and finally fell on Wu Qiong, who was sitting in the middle of the room in handcuffs.

"Mr. Xu...Mr. Xu?" Wu Qiong raised his head, a trace of panic flashed across his originally arrogant face, and his hands suddenly folded together in an uneasy tangle.

He had never had any direct contact with Xu Qingran, but he was the only and first outsider who knew about Xu Qingran and Ye Yan's romantic relationship. The kissing photo in the garage that he sent to Ye Yan was the best proof.

Of course, at that time he didn't know that Ye Yan's assistant was actually a rich young man in ordinary clothes.

Xu Qingran slowly unbuttoned his suit jacket and walked towards Wu Qiong.

"Do you know why I went to so much trouble to come in and see you in person?" Xu Qingran's voice was very soft, but it made Wu Qiong shrink his neck involuntarily. "Because there are some things that I can't let others do for me to relieve the hatred in my heart."

Before he could finish his words, Xu Qingran's fist had already hit Wu Qiong's face hard. Wu Qiong fell backwards in an instant, and the chair fell to the ground with him.

"Mr. Xu... there must be a misunderstanding here..." Wu Qiong curled up on the ground with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and shivered.

The punch was very heavy, even heavier than when Ye Yan hit him with handcuffs. The explosive power of a professional badminton player, which required extremely high arm strength, made him almost unable to get up.

"Misunderstanding?" Xu Qingran smiled, and that smile made Wu Qiong feel a chill.

Seeing the man approaching him, he couldn't help but step back. The next second, Xu Qingran walked up to him and kicked him in the abdomen. Before Wu Qiong could curl up in pain, he pulled up his collar and forced him to raise his upper body.

"You dare to touch my people..." Xu Qingran glared at him with bloodthirsty eyes, his eyes filled with malice and no room for redemption. "Today I will let you know how to write the word 'price'!"

The raging rage he had been suppressing for so long finally came to a head, and at this moment no one and nothing could stop him from completely venting it.

Wu Qiong began to struggle, the handcuffs rustling as they rubbed against each other. "You can't do this! I-I'm going to sue you!"

Hearing his impotent rage, Xu Qingran sneered and raised his hand to pat his blood-stained face.

"Do you think it's that easy for me to come in and beat you up? I spent 20 million. Let alone beating you up, I can make you die of a sudden illness in prison with just a word. You should be thankful that Ye Yan doesn't want a boyfriend with a stain on him, otherwise you would be doomed to be dead or disabled today..."

As soon as he finished speaking, another punch landed on Wu Qiong's ribs, and the clear sound of bone cracking echoed in the small space.

The third punch hit Wu Qiong's face, and his nose was broken.

For the next ten minutes, Xu Qingran methodically vented his hatred on Wu Qiong. He planned every punch and kick carefully, making Wu Qiong feel extreme pain without taking his life.

Because Ye Yan told him not to cause trouble.

No one knows the dying feeling he felt as if an electric current was running through his body when he saw Ye Yan being forced to say in front of countless media that Wu Qiong wanted to violate him at that time.

After all, he was only expressing his doubt in a subtle way at the time, but Ye Yan lost control and denied it on the spot. It is conceivable how reluctant he was to mention that disgusting experience.

"Originally, his pride helped him conceal half of your crimes, but not only are you ungrateful, you even dare to throw dirty water on him... I would rather disobey my parents than protect someone like that. In another era, I would definitely tear you into pieces..."

Xu Qingran pinched Wu Qiong's neck and looked at his face swollen like a pig's head covered in blood. His eyes were cold and shattered Wu Qiong's will.

As he spoke, the force of his fingertips increased by another ten percent. His voice was as loud as ice cracking. "Tell me, who bribed you to slander Ye Yan? Was it my dad?"

Wu Qiong, who was afraid of being beaten to death, dared not hide it. His eyes were filled with fear and he shook his head.

"I don't know... My lawyer told me... The other party also asked me if I had any private photos of Ye Yan... If I did, he was willing to pay eight million for them, but I really don't... They were all cleaned up by your men... You believe me! In the end, he still gave me two million and said he would arrange an interview for me on a legal program and asked me to find a way to bring Ye Yan down... I did it so that my parents could live a better life when no one was taking care of them! I really didn't mean to harm Ye Yan~ I was wrong~ I'm his fan~"

Wu Qiong was so scared that he cried, which made Xu Qingran really angry and disgusted. He pushed him to the ground with a bang, loosened his neck and punched him in the abdomen. Wu Qiong, who was already seriously injured, curled up like a pangolin again, and even his wailing was silent.

"If I hear you say you're his fan again, I promise to permanently disable your ability to speak. I'll give you a chance to describe yourself again."

Xu Qingran took out a tissue and wiped the blood off his hands seemingly calmly, his eyes falling on Wu Qiong with scrutiny.

The man, who was already low on health, looked at the life-threatening aura and opened his mouth, enduring the pain even though he was breathing more out than in.

"I'm a pervert... a beast... I beg Mr. Xu... to show some mercy..."