My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 85: The Awareness of Being a Dog

"Hmph, that money should have been all mine, if not for you killing my father and taking away the shares of Fenghua Group. Right now you’d be nothing more than a house slave for our family, a house slave. Do you even know what a ’house slave’ is?" Su Xuan vented his utter contempt.

Wang Xing was thoroughly provoked by that term ’house slave’.

He had originally thought that after he had killed Su Chenggong and tricked the Su family out of their shares, he would be part of high society and turn his life around.

However, since Wang Meng’s encounter with Su Xuan, each incident always made him feel as though he was still a servant of the Su family — Su Xuan would hit or scold his son whenever he wanted.

"Su Xuan, I’m telling you," Wang Xing leapt to his feet lividly as if he were an infuriated old monkey, "Right now, you’re just a little security guard. Our Wang family could easily afford ten thousand of you stinking laborers with just one percent of our wealth."

"So what?" Su Xuan remained unmoved, extending a hand and said softly, "No matter how much money you have now, with a flick of my finger, I could kill you and your son this very moment."

"Impossible, you can’t kill me. I have hundreds of bodyguards, I have assets worth tens of billions, I can have any woman I want. How could someone like you, a worthless nobody with nothing, kill me?" Wang Xing’s most vulnerable self was touched, resorting to hysteria.

Seeing Wang Xing’s clownish state, Su Xuan felt less inclined to kill him.

He suddenly realized that killing Wang Xing now wouldn’t alleviate the hatred in his heart.

He wanted to pull Wang Xing down from his smug position, let him die penniless and mad, and make him taste the cruelest humiliation and torture in the world.

"Wang Xing, I won’t kill you now. But one day, I will take back everything I want with my own hands and show you and your son that you will always be the vile slaves of our Su family," Su Xuan said darkly.

Wang Xing glared at Su Xuan, his face full of mockery: "I think you’re just afraid to kill me. You know, if you kill me, you’ll never get out of prison."

Shaking his head, Su Xuan replied, "I’m sure you’ll die by my hands, but before that happens, let’s collect a bit of interest first."

Having said that, Su Xuan grabbed Wang Xing’s neatly combed, gleaming hair and dragged him like a dead dog towards the hospital restroom.

"What are you trying to do? I’ll call the police on you later," Wang Xing struggled hard. With his average physical strength, he couldn’t compete with Su Xuan’s iron grip.

"You’re just a dog of our Su family. I’ll let you do what dogs like to do right now."

As Su Xuan spoke without stopping his steps, he walked into the restroom. Just then, he saw a man who had just finished using the toilet. As he was about to flush, Su Xuan stopped him: "Brother, no need to flush. Leave it to me."

"I’d better flush it. I don’t want to be an uncouth person like that," the man said kindly, thinking Su Xuan was joking.

Su Xuan shook his head, stepping in before him with Wang Xing’s hair still in his hand: "I said no need."

"You..." The amiable man wanted to say something else, but upon seeing Wang Xing in Su Xuan’s grasp, he swallowed his words.

"Su Xuan, let go of me right now, I’ll give you five hundred thousand. That’s the amount of money you wouldn’t earn in twenty years," Wang Xing had realized what Su Xuan intended to do and had lost his earlier arrogance.

"Eh, aren’t you President Wang of the Fenghua Group?" the kind man recognized Wang Xing’s identity.

Wang Xing, as if he’d found a savior, pleaded: "Please call the police for me quickly, tell them Su Xuan wants to kill me, I won’t let you down."

He was very aware that if Su Xuan’s skilled, his bodyguards would just end up getting beaten for him.

"Su Xuan? Why does that name sound so familiar?" The kind man had no intention of calling the police and instead looked at Su Xuan.

Su Xuan found the man somewhat familiar as well and casually mentioned, "Su Chenggong is my father."

"Oh!" The man had a moment of realization, instantly understanding, "I’m Liu Bo. I’ve had dealings with Fenghua Group before. I met you when you were a child."

Su Xuan nodded, perfunctorily saying, "So it’s Uncle Liu."

But Wang Xing found his spirit: "Liu Bo, as long as you call the police for me now, I won’t let you down."

Liu Bo chuckled disdainfully, "Forget it. I wouldn’t dare climb the high branches of the Wang family. I had good dealings with President Su for many years until you took over Fenghua Group and unilaterally broke our contract. The goods I had invested in were left unsold, and I went bankrupt, becoming sick with frustration."

Su Xuan shook his head, realizing that since Wang Xing took over Fenghua Group, his profit-driven character had wronged many people.

"Now you have two choices! First, bark like a dog. Second, eat everything in here clean," Su Xuan said, gripping Wang Xing’s hair and poised to push his face into the toilet.

Watching this scene, Liu Bo felt a wave of nausea but also found it incredibly satisfying. A person like Wang Xing deserved such an end.

"I..."

Wang Xing felt the pressure on his head and the pile of waste beneath his mouth, experiencing immense humiliation.

Since taking over Fenghua Group, high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen in Qingshan City had always treated him with respect, and he had slowly forgotten his history as a servant of the Su family.

Today, however, he was driven to this extent by Su Xuan, whom he deemed a fallen scion.

"Su Xuan, what do you think you are? You’re just a little security guard, what right do you have to give me choices?" Wang Xing screamed madly, but his body was immobilized. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Su Xuan’s eyebrows shot up, he released Wang Xing’s head, and kicked him hard in the lower back: "If you hadn’t killed my father and stolen our Su family’s shares, do you think you would be anything at all?"

"Ah, it hurts to death, please stop hitting me." Wang Xing’s head for calculations was first-class, but his ability to endure pain from being beaten was definitely bottom-tier.

In Maria Hospital, a place that was supposed to be luxurious, such a commotion had drawn a crowd, with the bathroom now surrounded. Most of the people within were there for the spectacle.

As the saying goes, onlookers are never afraid of making a scene bigger, and they began to discuss among themselves.

"What exactly is happening inside?"

"I heard that Wang Xing from Fenghua Group was dragged in by Su Xuan, who is making him bark like a dog."

"Huh, who is this Su Xuan to have such guts?"

"You don’t know Su Xuan? He is the son of Su Chenggong. Wang Xing’s son was crippled by him."

"What gripe does Su Xuan have with Wang Xing to go this far if Su Chenggong has already given his shares to Wang Xing?"

"Are you really that naive or just pretending? If you had that much money, would you give it to your own son or to your housekeeper? There’s a lot of scheming involved in this."

Those around were savvy, and they had their doubts about Wang Xing taking over Fenghua Group. Seeing Su Xuan’s actions now seemed to confirm their suspicions.

After being beaten for a full two minutes, Wang Xing was hoarse and couldn’t make a sound. He lay there like a dead dog, slumped over, with only the rise and fall of his chest indicating he was still alive.

Such a beating, akin to abusing a corpse, didn’t give Su Xuan any sense of satisfaction for revenge. Seeing the crowd growing, he smirked coldly again.

For someone like Wang Xing, who prided himself on being a high-level figure, his reputation was of utmost importance. Today, Su Xuan intended to make Wang Xing taste what it was like to be less than a pig or dog.

"I’m asking you one last time, do you decide to bark like a dog, or to ****?" Su Xuan deliberately glanced at the onlookers.

The crowd instantly realized that they were about to witness a wonderful performance by the president of Fenghua Group. Footage of such an event would be explosive news if uploaded to the internet.

Click, click! A barrage of camera shutters sounded off, with some even starting to record video.

For the first time, Wang Xing experienced what it felt like to be in the spotlight in a bathroom.

"Su Xuan, quit dreaming. You’re just a disabled person now. I will never let you go," Wang Xing roared like a madman.

Unmoved, Su Xuan said, "If you don’t make a choice, I will crush one of your fingers. If all ten fingers are broken, I’ll consider you have guts and let you off this time."

"Even if you beat me to death, I will never listen to you," Wang Xing retorted, his face swelling red with anger. If he could beat Su Xuan, he would have fought for his life long ago.

Su Xuan shook his head without a word, lifting his foot and aiming it directly at Wang Xing’s thumb, stomping down hard.

Crack! The sound of a bone being crushed resounded, and Wang Xing’s body convulsed for a moment before he screamed like a slaughtered pig, "Ah, it’s killing me, my hand, my hand!"

"You can continue to scream in pain, but every three seconds, I will crush another of your fingers," said Su Xuan, then he started silently counting.

Wang Xing struggled violently inside; he could tell that Su Xuan was a man of his word.

If he didn’t bark, he would soon become a man with no fingers—a cripple.

If he barked, he would never be able to hold his head up again for the rest of his life. Even though Su Xuan didn’t kill him, the torture was even more painful than death.

Crack! As Wang Xing deliberated, Su Xuan’s second stomp came down, turning another finger into a mess of flesh.

"Ah..." Wang Xing screamed again, the second bout of pain even more severe than the first, causing him to gasp for air and almost pass out.

Su Xuan remained silent, continuing his mental count.

Not just Wang Xing, but also the onlookers were frightened by Su Xuan’s brutal methods, their faces filled with shock, unable to utter a word.

Three seconds passed quickly, and as Su Xuan lifted his foot again, Wang Xing was completely terrified and hastily waved his hand, "I’ll bark like a dog, I’ll bark, isn’t that enough?"

For someone of his status, barking like a dog was utterly humiliating, but it caused no physical harm.

Su Xuan’s relentless stomping would result in shattered bones and fingers that would need amputation. If this continued, Wang Xing would be completely disabled.

"Then start barking quickly. I have no patience, and if you don’t start barking in three seconds, I’ll show no mercy," said Su Xuan, his face expressionless.

Wang Xing opened his mouth to bark, but the mocking gazes around him and the bright flashes made him feel as if his throat was stuck, and he couldn’t make a sound.

"It seems you don’t want to bark," said Su Xuan, and lifted his foot again.

"I’ll bark! Please don’t hit me anymore." At that moment, Wang Xing was genuinely afraid, crawling on the ground, on all fours, he began barking vividly, "Woof, woof, woof..."

"Now imitate for me, specifically how an old dog, a female dog, and a dog in heat bark," Su Xuan commanded coldly.