Urban Invincible Medical Divine

He had a sly-looking face with a mocking smile and a slightly greenish complexion; Wentian immediately understood this to be a sign of excessive indulgence in alcohol and sex.

"You girl, really lack manners. Why should young master Kun come to you himself to have a drink? Huh?" Cui Caixia also followed over, frowning and glaring at Fan Yue.

As for Li Qikun calling Wang Zhiqiang "country bumpkin" and "rural person," those words were automatically filtered out by her; she didn't bother to look at Wang Zhiqiang or Wentian at all.

Fan Yue's face showed frustration, while Wang Zhiqiang was so angry that his face turned red. This Li Qikun was clearly looking for trouble. What kind of toast was this supposed to be!

Seeing that Fan Yue didn't respond, Li Qikun didn't care. Instead, seeing Wang Zhiqiang's angry face, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

For Fan Yue, he didn't absolutely have to have her; after all, Fan Yue wasn't really that breathtakingly beautiful. It was just that in the past when he pursued Fan Yue, Wang Zhiqiang had cursed him to get lost, which made him hold a grudge.

In his eyes, Wang Zhiqiang was just a hillbilly, several classes below him. The fact that he dared to curse him was undoubtedly asking for a lesson!

Such people would never consider whether they truly deserved to be cursed.

"Oh, Auntie Cui, are these the country-bumpkin classmates of Wang Zhiqiang you mentioned?"

Li Qikun looked over Wentian and the others mockingly, not caring about the intense displeasure on everyone's faces. When his gaze landed on Sun Xiaoran, his eyes lit up, and he reached out to Sun Xiaoran with a smile and said,

"Beautiful, are you also a high school classmate of Wang Zhiqiang? Ha-ha, let me introduce myself. I am Li Qikun, son of the owner of Fangkang Real Estate, Li Shaowei. I don't know your name?"

As soon as he spoke, he made it very clear who he was, evidently trying to use his identity to pick up women. This move might seem stupid, but truthfully, it had already helped him sleep with many women.

In his view, the high school classmates of Wang Zhiqiang, coming from a small county town, definitely wouldn't have impressive family backgrounds. By brandishing his identity and then spending a bit of money, it should still be quite easy to get his way with them.

However, to his disappointment, Sun Xiaoran merely looked at him with disgust and didn't bother to talk to him.

Li Qikun's face stiffened, annoyed at being ignored. Before he could speak, Wang Zhiqiang angrily said, "Li Qikun, what the hell do you want? If you're here for the wedding banquet, sit down and behave, I welcome you. But if you're here to make trouble, I want you to leave now!"

"Leave? Ha-ha, leave?" Li Qikun didn't answer whether he was here to cause trouble but instead sneered, "Is it up to you to say whether I leave? I really don't understand your status in the Fan family, allowing you the authority to tell people to leave!"

Wang Zhiqiang's face turned even uglier at his words.

"Li Qikun, that's enough. If you're here to cause trouble, please leave!" Fan Yue was also quite angered, feeling somewhat helpless inside—why on earth did her parents have to invite this person?

Li Qikun's mouth curled into a cold smirk, but he kept a calm smile on his face and said, "Ha-ha, okay, since Xiaoyue has spoken, let's leave it at that. But surely you should have a drink with me, right?"

At some point, several young men and women had walked over from Li Qikun's original table, acting as if Li Qikun was their leader. Now, they chimed in.

"Exactly, Xiaoyue, just have a drink, it's not like we're asking you to kiss. Besides, even if it were kissing, you've already kissed a bumpkin. Kissing young master Kun once, it wouldn't demean you, would it?"

"Xiaoyue, your taste really isn't that great, picking an outsider and a loser for a husband. If it were me, I wouldn't pick him—I really don't see how he's better than Kun!

"Haha, Huang Tianhua, your suggestion just now was quite good, how about we let Xiaoyue and Kun have a kiss? Isn't it trendy these days to play pranks on the bride?"

"Yes, yes! I read an article the other day, it seems that playing pranks on the bride now includes putting hands inside the bride's clothes. It's really playful—a new era with new thinking. This trend is cool, shall we all try it out together? Ha-ha."

"..."

These people were undoubtedly brought by Li Qikun to make trouble. The so-called "having a drink" was just a pretext, intended to bring out the following words and slap Wang Zhiqiang in the face hard.

"Kissing? Teasing the bride? Ha-ha, this is really interesting!" Li Qikun said with a mocking smile, looking at Wang Zhiqiang and asking lightly, "Groom, what do you think of these suggestions?"

Wang Zhiqiang was gritting his teeth, "Li Qikun, you came here to cause trouble, right?"

"Me, causing trouble? How could it be."

Li Qikun smiled and shook his head. But in the next instant, his face became stern, and he sneered, "The question is, even if I were causing trouble, what could you do about it? Look at you and your country-bumpkin classmates. Do you really think that just because you've come to the big city and hooked up with a wealthy family, you're qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as us? You also dare to question me?"

Suddenly, Wentian started laughing as if he was looking at an idiot when he turned his gaze to Li Qikun.

Li Qikun glowered at Wentian and said, "Kid, what the hell are you laughing at?"

Wentian shook his head with a smile and said, "Not qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as you? In my opinion, it should be the other way around. What qualifies you to be mentioned in the same breath as us?"