Inheritance of Two Trillion Chapter 5 - 5 5 Teach You a Lesson!_1

Bai Xiaosheng’s fury from earlier that day had now erupted completely.

He was determined to give Ai Wen a harsh lesson, making him understand that wealth doesn’t permit reckless actions without consequences.

Law and order demand respect!

“Information retrieval complete.” Red Lotus’s voice rang out clear and pleasant, instantly flooding Bai Xiaosheng’s mind with details.

Ai Wen’s traffic violations, plus similar penalty examples, became utterly clear to Bai Xiaosheng.

Types like Ai Wen shrug off money losses, but face means everything to them.

Bai Xiaosheng mused inwardly, planning to force him into admitting fault and fixing it—or suffer total humiliation today.

“Your name is Ai Wen, right?

Another spoiled rich young master from a major corporate family.

What industry are they in?” Bai Xiaosheng asked with a grin, whipping out his phone.

Ai Wen completely ignored him.

“You rich types stay so busy, likely not up on traffic rules.

No issue, I get it, let me explain.

You’ve broken ‘Tiannan City Road Traffic Accident Liability Standards’, articles twenty-one, twenty-five, and thirty-six.

Article twenty-one: vehicles crossing pedestrian walkways without yielding, badly blocking walkers’ passage…

Article twenty-five…

Article thirty-six…” Bai Xiaosheng kept reciting the regulations, unconcerned.

“What’s your job?” Ai Wen’s brows knit together.

This fellow rattled off traffic laws smoothly, revealing strong command of the rules.

Was he a lawyer maybe?

“No need for you to know my work.

Either way, full responsibility for this crash falls on you!” Bai Xiaosheng ignored him, pressing on seriously.

At last, Ai Wen’s frown deepened; spotting the phone recording him, his expression twisted sharply, “What are you doing!”

“Just gathering evidence.”

“Put that down!” Ai Wen barked.

The filming unsettled Ai Wen deeply.

Ai Wen lunged for the phone, yet Bai Xiaosheng dodged nimbly aside.

“You’ve struck someone and now threaten others?

Where does your boldness come from!” As he spoke, Bai Xiaosheng focused close on the fallen sanitation worker, “See this pitiful city cleaner, this poor old lady.

Behold her meager midnight snack, now destroyed, and the wrongdoer piles on brutal threats!”

“One more word of rubbish, and I won’t hold back!” Ai Wen jabbed at Bai Xiaosheng, roaring, “Are you shooting a video?”

“You photograph well, handsome guy,” Bai Xiaosheng gave Ai Wen a tight shot, then pocketed his phone, “Posting your antics online across social platforms.

Behavior like yours will explode in popularity.

Police call incoming too; officers will track you down shortly!”

A journalist?!

Ai Wen’s face drained of color abruptly.

He wasn’t utterly wild; journalist mention spiked his anxiety.

Company reputation hit would mean his father flaying him alive.

“What do you want?” Ai Wen locked eyes on Bai Xiaosheng.

Off to the side, a stunning woman gaped wide-eyed at Bai Xiaosheng.

She’d first pegged him as an accomplice, then a hustler, now a reporter…

The beauty stood dumbfounded.

“Which media outlet?

Know my identity?

I can ensure you regret this…” Ai Wen bluffed weakly.

Bravado masking inner fear.

Bai Xiaosheng flashed a scornful smirk.

“Apologies, freelance journalist here, no employer.

You’ve got influence maybe, but none over me,” Bai Xiaosheng drawled deliberately, “Your intimidation falls flat.”

Ai Wen flushed with rage, words failing him.

Every ploy spent, still bested by Bai Xiaosheng; grabbing the phone seemed impossible amid hostile stares from bystanders.

“What exactly do you want,” Ai Wen spat through gritted teeth.

“My demands are straightforward,” Bai Xiaosheng raised his chin, gesturing at Ai Wen, “Begin with a heartfelt apology to the old lady!

After that, we discuss more!”

Ai Wen shot a look at the sanitation worker, eyelids twitching uncontrollably.

Apologize to someone like her?

“Cash works, but apology…

impossible!” Ai Wen ground out.

He prized his dignity highly; even guilty, apologies came rarely.

“You’ll apologize regardless!”

Bai Xiaosheng met his glare, then smiled, “No haggling allowed.

Display the proper remorse immediately, or face true contempt.

Your family’s image suffers, business takes a hit—father won’t spare you.”

Ai Wen swallowed harshly, every shift in his face noted by Bai Xiaosheng, whose grin widened.

You’ll regret this!

Ai Wen glared murderously at Bai Xiaosheng before mumbling a reluctant “Sorry!” toward the elderly man.

“Louder!” Bai Xiaosheng boomed abruptly.

Startled, Ai Wen repeated at higher volume, face turning stormy.

“No, no need,” the old man waved his hands rapidly, face alarmed.

Such kindness touched Bai Xiaosheng deeply.

Right then, with bystanders summoning police, traffic officers reached the spot; Bai Xiaosheng detailed the full incident to them.

The beautiful woman advanced too, testifying alongside Bai Xiaosheng; their support drew more voices for justice from the crowd.

Grasping the facts, the traffic officer gave Bai Xiaosheng a thumbs-up, then directed orders at Ai Wen.

Onlookers erupted in cheers, while Ai Wen kept his head bowed throughout, resembling a wilted, frost-struck eggplant.

Once resolved, the old man offered profuse thanks to Bai Xiaosheng and the beauty before hobbling off with his cart.

With no more spectacle, the crowd slowly scattered.

“You’re no relative of that woman,” the beauty addressed Bai Xiaosheng suddenly.

Only now did she grasp Bai Xiaosheng’s real purpose.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled at her, “Beauty, you misread me before.

Relax, I’m big-hearted, no grudges held.”

“Wei Xuelian.” The beauty smiled, extending her hand.

“Bai Xiaosheng.” Bai Xiaosheng gently clasped Wei Xuelian’s slim, tender hand, feeling its silky softness.

Lovely features, exquisite hands—Bai Xiaosheng admired inwardly.

Seething with irritation, Ai Wen glanced their way, spun around wordlessly and departed, tossing Bai Xiaosheng a venomous look.

It brimmed with hatred.

In Tiannan, nobody dares shame me this way.

I won’t forget you!

Ai Wen and Xu Fang clambered into the car looking rumpled; the BMW X6 roared away swiftly.

Wei Xuelian observed, a surge of pleasure washing over her.

Her bicycle waited nearby; she climbed on, gave Bai Xiaosheng a meaningful nod, and pedaled off.

Bai Xiaosheng watched Wei Xuelian depart.

This woman boasted not just beauty and grace, but a righteous spirit too.

Her stand against wrong echoed legendary heroines of old.

He wondered if she had a boyfriend.

Bai Xiaosheng licked his lips, then smacked his thigh hard.

“Doh, what an idiot, forgot to get her contact!”

Bai Xiaosheng.

Biking away, Wei Xuelian recalled the name, her lips curving into a dazzling smile.