I think your brain is just for show. Do you need me to do you a favor, chop it off for you, then stomp on it until it smashes? It’d make quite a sound."

Yan Xiyu’s face turned extremely livid, and she slammed the table as she stood up.

"Bitch, how dare you insult me?!"

"Fuck!"

Liang Yuening was brutally straightforward, immediately throwing out a curse.

When it comes to temperament, he’s never been afraid of anyone. He believes his own hot-headed nature is truly explosive, a born firecracker, only slightly restrained in front of his wife and brothers.

Otherwise? Daring to call him a bitch?

He smirked: "One who insults will always be insulted. You came to curse me first, your words full of hidden insults, yet you blame me for insulting you?"

Seeing Yan Xiyu’s darkened face about to speak, Yuening casually dug in his ear.

"Bitch, shut up!"

A vicious glare shot over.

"Keep yapping, and I’ll kill you right away!"

Yan Xiyu: "???"

So angry she nearly spat blood.

The Second Elder also frowned slightly.

Yuening’s explosive nature is truly hard to deal with. If you don’t provoke him, he’s too lazy to bother with you. But if you go out of your way to provoke him, you might end up with grass growing on your grave.

Even if he doesn’t use his hands, just with his mouth, he can anger someone to the point of suicide.

Back when Liang Yuening and Dong Huiying had a not-so-friendly relationship, this youngster had angered her quite a few times.

Among the six brothers at home, when it comes to poisonous tongue skills, the second brother is most proficient in this art, but Yuening might not be much worse.

It’s probably because those family geniuses are too insidious, each fighting fiercely for favor, while Yuening is straightforward, unlike his brothers who are full of schemes, seeming less noticeable before.

But, if you compare him with the second brother.

The second brother’s sharp tongue is hidden, subtle, it’s indifferent sarcasm. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Yuening’s sharp tongue is more blatant, directly prying open someone’s mouth and shoving explosives in, then lighting a fire in their heart, sure to make them jump with anger.

Even Dong Huiying once used this line to describe Liang Yuening.

Firecracker temper, mad dog, bites everyone he sees!

"Vulgar!"

Yan Xiyu’s face looked extremely unpleasant, her whole face flushed red from anger.

"Since you are so unappreciative, don’t blame me for being blunt."

"Qin Xuan. What right do you have to be so proud and confident here, dare to show off in front of me? Do you really consider yourself important?"

"The so-called Young Master of Qin Family is nothing but a joke, a man like you is just like a bug crawling out of a dung pit. Any normal woman would never fancy someone filthy like you."

Yan Xiyu sneered coldly again.

"Of course, I don’t exclude the possibility that there are a few abnormal ones, like old ladies over sixty, or perhaps..."

She remembered Dong Huiying, furrowing her brows.

Only having seen her once, the other’s beauty left a deep impression on her.

Back then, many men gathered around that young lady.

"Anyway, can’t be a decent person, otherwise, who would be so close to you?"

Yuening was initially like a volcano ready to erupt, but at this moment, hearing Yan Xiyu’s implicit implication, his fiery demeanor instantly vanished.

From extremely fiery to ultimate coldness, like ancient ice that never melts.