Chapter 1122 - 1121: Bad People

Chapter 1122: Chapter 1121: Bad People

When that woman said this, she sounded completely matter-of-fact; she clearly meant every word of it.

She didn’t even spare a glance for Beisitian and Luo Yirui, just reached her hand toward Little Fatty. Little Fatty lowered his head a little, tilted it to look at Luo Yirui, said nothing, and walked toward that woman. He had no way to resist.

Beisitian couldn’t possibly just jump up and retaliate over a single sentence from her; she wasn’t someone who got provoked that easily.

Watching the two figures, one big and one small, disappear at the entrance of the wine bar, the people around them started talking. There weren’t many people, but the small clusters were chatting with great enthusiasm. All the more because the one being provoked was Beisitian, head of the Qingyu School of the Modern Family system, which was implicitly painted as the leading banner!

Half the people here were purely there for the spectacle, wanting to see how Beisitian would respond; others felt a sense of shared outrage, indignant at the way the Ancient Family always carried themselves with that lofty air of superiority.

"Doctor Bei, she looked down on you like that and you’re just going to let it go?"

A man walked over, his face full of anger.

Beisitian lifted her eyes. Was this man from the Zhou Family? Not exactly a stranger, but she couldn’t place him. As a quasi-great clan, the Zhou Family had been very active in recent years, proactively courting other clan sects and working hard to widen their network, clearly preparing for the day they could truly become a major family.

"Oh? Then how does Mr. Zhou think I should handle it?"

"We should of course fight back!"

"And how exactly should we fight back?"

"This... that depends on Doctor Bei. After all, I’m not the one involved; I’m just angry on your behalf." The man thought for a moment and said.

Beisitian’s lips held a faint smile. "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Zhou. I’m not even angry myself, so why would I need someone else to be angry for me?"

The man ran into a soft nail; seeing that there wasn’t the slightest shift in Beisitian’s mood, he could only slink away awkwardly.

"Little Rui, remember this: no matter what you run into, you must keep your emotions under control. Don’t let your emotions affect your judgment and reason. When you meet the type that tries to stir you up, as long as it doesn’t affect anything else, snap back at them! People like that are all bad news. No matter how nice they sound, either they’re just here to watch a show, or they just want to upset you, or they’re deliberately trying to push you into losing control so you’ll make a fool of yourself."

Luo Yirui nodded as he listened. Just a moment ago he’d been wondering why his mom didn’t give this person any face at all when the man was clearly "upset on her behalf."

In fact, there were plenty of such people around them. Their mouths kept saying it was for your own good, they even synchronized their emotions with yours to draw out your resonance—but once your emotions are successfully inflamed, the things you do are usually irrational, and when it’s time to bear the consequences, you’ll find that you’re the only one paying the price.

Being able to control your emotions is truly extremely important.

Luo Yirui took the lesson to heart right then and there.

Beisitian wasn’t speaking loudly or softly, but everyone nearby could hear her clearly, including that man from just now. His face full of anger, he turned and said to his companion, "This Beisitian really doesn’t know what’s good for her. I was doing it for her own sake, and she actually judges a gentleman’s heart with the pettiness of a villain!"

The people around were no fools. Hearing this, they only let out a couple of cold snorts. If his words had actually worked, if Beisitian had been provoked by him, at worst she would have immediately gone after that woman to argue; even if she could hold back, she’d still be stewing inside, and the next time something came up, her judgment would definitely be off.

Whether it was really for her own good, he knew perfectly well himself.

Beisitian left the wine bar with Luo Yirui. Just as they stepped out the door, they saw Chu Fenglei walking with another man. That man gave the wine bar a glance and said, "A place only the lower servants would come to."