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"Qin Yao was actually slapped?"

Many people's faces showed shock, never expecting Ye Fan to mercilessly thrash Qin Yao.

Who was Qin Yao? She was the treasured daughter of the Qin Family from the Central Plains, a First-Rate Clan!

The current Qin Family was on the rise, already stepping one foot into a position among the wealthy, and some had assessed that, given the Qin Family's current growth trend, within three years, they were bound to become the next top-tier wealthy family in the Central Plains.

Who would have thought that Qin Yao, the treasured daughter of the Qin Family, would be viciously slapped across the face at the Central Plains summit?

"You... you dare hit me?" Qin Yao covered her face, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Qin Yao couldn't believe that after revealing her Qin Family status, Ye Fan still dared to strike her forcefully. Wasn't this disregarding her Qin Family entirely?

Ye Fan snorted coldly, "Thinking I wouldn't dare to hit you just because you have the Qin Family backing you? Publicly smearing Ruo Xue and tarnishing her reputation, a wretch like you deserves to be hit!"

Slap slap!!!

With that said, Ye Fan suddenly swung his hand, giving Qin Yao two more heavy slaps on the face.

Qin Yao never expected that Ye Fan would slap her three times in a row, and after receiving the third slap, dark spots danced before her eyes, nearly causing her to faint.

"Is there anyone else who wants to target my family's Ruo Xue now?"

After slapping Qin Yao three times in succession, Ye Fan scanned the crowd.

Under Ye Fan's gaze, many felt chills on their scalps, especially those women who had just targeted Su Ruoxue. They didn't dare to meet Ye Fan's eyes, fearing he might lose his temper and slap them as well.

"Miss Su, I was wrong just now. I misunderstood you, and I apologize. Had it not been for Qin Yao stirring things up, I would have never mistaken you. I'm sorry!" One of the influential figures took the lead to stand out.

"Yes, Miss Su, it's all because Qin Yao was making a racket, making me believe Young Master Huang's Patek Philippe watch was stolen by you. I am very sorry!"

Following the first, numerous people began to stand out and apologize to Su Ruoxue.

Seeing so many influential figures apologizing to her, tears pooled in Su Ruoxue's eyes.

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Looking back at Ye Fan, Su Ruoxue felt a warm current rising within her heart. Without Ye Fan's protection that day, she truly didn't know how she would have handled the situation.

Ye Fan turned to the group of female elites, his voice icy, "What? You dare to act but not accept responsibility? I remember, just now, it was a few of you yelling the loudest!"

"Miss Su, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now!"

"That's right, Miss Su, I apologize to you!"

Under Ye Fan's gaze, several of the female elites who envied Su Ruoxue's beauty stepped forward to apologize to her.

"Damn it!"

Seeing his scheming effortlessly unraveled by Ye Fan, Huang Zicheng clenched his fists, his face filled with unwillingness.

"Morons!!!"

At that moment, Qin Yao's mind gradually regained clarity, her eyes fixating on Ye Fan as madness gripped her.

As the Qin Family's cherished daughter, spoiled since childhood, she'd never imagined that she would be slapped in front of so many Central Plains elites by Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, I'm going to kill you!" Qin Yao yelled, her eyes nearly splitting with fury.

"You want to kill me?"

On hearing this, Ye Fan jeered, "Qin Yao, we're not through with each other yet!"

"What else do you want to do?" Qin Yao said defensively, still covering her face.

Ye Fan had slapped Qin Yao three times, and she felt dizzy and almost blinded by the strikes, suspecting she couldn't withstand another blow given her frail condition.

"Ye Fan, that's enough!"

Su Ruoxue thought Ye Fan was about to hit Qin Yao again and hurriedly tried to intercede.

Ye Fan chuckled, "Ruo Xue, you misunderstand, the three slaps were because of the bet just now. Now, I want to settle accounts with her concerning Huang Zicheng's Patek Philippe watch!"

"Oh? Concerning my Patek Philippe watch?" Huang Zicheng was taken aback.

Ye Fan nodded solemnly, "That's right! Young Master Huang, have you ever considered the possibility of 'the thief crying 'stop, thief'"?

"'The thief crying 'stop, thief'"?

Upon hearing Ye Fan's words, Qin Yao furiously retorted, "Ye Fan, what do you mean by that? Are you implying that I stole Young Master Huang's Patek Philippe watch?"

"Look, everyone, she's admitting guilt without being pressed!" Ye Fan snickered.

Highlighted by Ye Fan's accusation, Qin Yao was furious to the point of explosion, "Slander! You're talking nonsense!"

"If I'm slandering, why are you so agitated?" Ye Fan teased.

Everyone began to wonder, "Could it really be Qin Yao playing 'the thief crying 'stop, thief'"?

"It's unlikely. The Qin Family's assets are worth billions, and although Young Master Huang's Patek Philippe watch is worth five hundred million, Qin Yao wouldn't stoop to steal a watch!"

"It's not a good time to draw conclusions; let's wait and see how it unfolds."

Many of the prestigious attendees on-site looked oddly at the situation, some suspecting Qin Yao while others believed that Ye Fan was seeking public revenge.

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Unable to contain her rage, Qin Yao scoffed, "So you're slandering me? Ye Fan, open your eyes wide and see for yourself, do I have Young Master Huang's Patek Philippe on me?"

With that, Qin Yao emptied her pockets in front of everyone, revealing nothing but her phone.

"See? Ye Fan, what more do you want to falsely accuse me of?"

Qin Yao was righteously indignant, as though she had suffered a great wrong.

Ye Fan stroked his chin, muttering, "Thieves nowadays are pretty smart. Even if you did steal Huang Zicheng's Patek Philippe, you wouldn't just put it in your pocket. So, you must have stashed Young Master Huang's Patek Philippe in a locker!"

"Bullshit, you're talking bullshit!" Qin Yao was extremely emotional.

Ye Fan taunted, "Don't get so worked up; the guiltier you are, the more agitated you seem! If you deny being 'the thief crying 'stop, thief', then have the guts to open your locker and show us!"

"What if Young Master Huang's Patek Philippe isn't in my locker?" Qin Yao asked coldly.

Ye Fan smiled faintly, "If Huang Zicheng's Patek Philippe isn't in your locker, then I'll let you slap me back for the three times I hit you earlier. How's that?"

"Deal!" Qin Yao agreed, her expression vicious.

She couldn't believe that her locker would hold Huang Zicheng's Patek Philippe watch. Remembering the three slaps she had just received from Ye Fan, Qin Yao was burning with fury, eager to return them to Ye Fan with interest.

Under the watchful eyes of the audience, Qin Yao proceeded to the locker area.

The Imperial Grand Hotel was the only six-star hotel in Central Plains. The Central Plains summit was being held there that night, and the hotel owner had specially prepared lockers for the elites to secure their valuables.

"Watch closely, Ye Fan!"

Qin Yao opened her locker with a resentful expression, revealing a white Hermès bag inside.

In an effort to prove her innocence, Qin Yao opened the Hermès bag, and an abundance of items instantly fell to the ground.

A metallic clanging sounded as an item hit the floor.

Everyone looked down to see an old Patek Philippe watch lying there.