41: Chapter 41, You’ve Succeeded in Making Me Angry!
41: Chapter 41, You’ve Succeeded in Making Me Angry!
A run-of-the-mill little mahjong parlor, where mostly leisure-seeking elders gather to play cards.
Aside from mahjong, there were games like Changpai and Duanpai, and a pure white Jetta pulled up in front of the tiny parlor.
You can follow, but don’t cause any trouble,” Ding Miaoyan said as she unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to get out of the car.
However, just as Ding Miaoyan opened the door, her right hand was suddenly grabbed by Fang Yi, and in an instant, a current shot through her entire body.
But this was not a current of love, rather, it was from shock—this bastard actually dared to grab her hand!
“Let go!” Ding Miaoyan gritted her teeth.
She had never been touched by a man before, not even once.
While this wasn’t on the level of a first kiss, it was still her first time!
“Sorry!” Fang Yi noticed and said with a silly grin on his face, “Couldn’t help it, it was completely involuntary.”
“You still not letting go?”
Fang Yi released her delicate hand, inwardly tsk-tsking at the great feel: That little hand felt really good!
Ding Miaoyan slammed the car door shut and saw the silly, simple smile on Fang Yi’s face; contempt flashed in her beautiful eyes as she spoke, “Spit it out if you have something to say, fart if you need to!”
Fang Yi said, “I just wanted to ask you, if you get grabbed by seven or eight burly men later, do you want me to help?”
Ding Miaoyan replied, “With that scrawny body of yours, you’d be no help.
Hurry up and get out of the car!”
Fang Yi uttered an “Oh,” and followed—no, stalked—behind Ding Miaoyan as they entered the mahjong parlor, where he saw Ding Miaoyan, in her high heels, walking straight up to a tall man.
“I’m looking for Baldy.”
The tall man glanced at Ding Miaoyan, especially at her full chest with covetous eyes, then turned and led the way.
The tall man led Fang Yi and her to the basement of the mahjong parlor.
And with a quick glance around this basement, Fang Yi thought it more apt to call it a small gambling den.
The basement housed several gambling tables, a pool table, where a bunch of hooligans were playing pool.
At one gambling table, a man with a receding hairline—that is, Baldy—sat there, legs crossed, with a couple of brown-nosers by his side continuously simpering and flattering him.
The tall man walked straight up to him and whispered, “Baldy, the person’s here.”
Baldy, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, waved his hand, and the tall man, nodding and bowing, took his leave.
Then Baldy got up and came over to Ding Miaoyan and Fang Yi with a careless swagger.
Baldy gave Fang Yi a disdainful once-over and spat on the ground before saying, “Ding Miaoyan, is this kid your backup?”
Ding Miaoyan coldly replied, “Baldy, cut the crap, where’s that old bastard?”
Hands on hips, Baldy stretched lethargically and drawled, “Bring the guy out!”
Then they saw a shabby middle-aged man being pushed out by a tall man.
The moment the shabby man saw Ding Miaoyan, his face lit up with joy as he exclaimed, “Daughter!
See, I wasn’t lying to them, hurry up and set me free!”
But the shabby man was too frail to break free from the tall man’s grasp, and he had to give up.
“Release him!” Ding Miaoyan said coldly.
Ding Miaoyan, we’ve crossed paths a few times, it’s simple to let him go, but where’s the money?” Baldy said, smiling amiably.
Ding Miaoyan pulled out a bank card and said, “There’s fifty thousand on the card, the rest…”
“Not enough!” Bald Brother suddenly interrupted Ding Miaoyan, still smiling as he spoke, “Ding Miaoyan, your dad lost one hundred and fifty thousand to me.
Your fifty thousand is really not enough.
It’s not that I don’t give you face, but that you’re not giving me face.”
Ding Miaoyan said, “Then what will it take for you to let people go?”
Bald Brother let out a lewd chuckle, “It’s simple if you want me to let people go.
Ding Miaoyan, you’ve got to admit, you’ve really got a nice figure, the big parts are big, the perky parts are perky, the round parts are so round—I think you know what I mean.”
With the conversation getting to this point, plus Bald Brother’s leering gaze over Ding Miaoyan’s body, how could she not understand?
But with Ding Miaoyan’s personality, would she do such a thing?
Ding Miaoyan wouldn’t.
She knew herself well enough not to sell her body for money.
“But after all, this old bastard is…”
Ding Miaoyan felt an unbearable headache, feeling like she was walking a tightrope, unable to advance or retreat in any direction.
She had principles to stick to, but also weaknesses that she couldn’t defend.
“Bald Brother, right?” At that moment, Fang Yi, who had been standing behind her, suddenly spoke.
Immediately Ding Miaoyan felt her hand grasped by a claw-like grip, as she was pulled behind him.
Then Fang Yi stepped in front of Ding Miaoyan, shielding her and effectively blocking Bald Brother’s lascivious gaze.
Bald Brother’s face turned displeased, his eyes filled with contempt, “Kid, you looking for a fight?”
Fang Yi shook his head, “A fight?
After all, that’s such an uncivilized thing to do.
I prefer to talk things over rather than resort to violence.”
Bald Brother revealed a vicious smile, “You plan to reason with me?”
Fang Yi nodded, “Bald Brother, you run a gambling den, I know that, and I understand that debts must be paid—it’s only just.
If someone owed me money and didn’t pay, I’d be ready to wipe out his entire family with a machete.”
At this point, Fang Yi deliberately paused, sending a message through his words: Don’t mess with me, I’m terrifying when I’m angry!
Bald Brother’s brow furrowed, then he scoffed coldly, “Kid, you’re trying to scare me?
Have you even grown your full set of hair yet?
You could ask around here about what kind of man Bald is!”
“No need!” Fang Yi said, “Bald Brother, how about this—you let the person go, and I’ll write you an IOU.
I’ll bring you the money in a few days.”
Fang Yi really hated trouble, and indeed, it was right to repay debts.
Therefore, he was lowering his posture without immediately resorting to violence.
However, today’s event had been plotted by Bald Brother, who had long been coveting Ding Miaoyan, and given Fang Yi’s submissive stance, Bald Brother was even more disdainful.
“Kid, you think you can make me let her go with just a few persuasive words?
Who do you think you are!”
Bald Brother growled menacingly, “In short, today you have two choices: The first one is for Ding Miaoyan to spend the night with me.
One hundred thousand for a night is not a loss, right?
Much more expensive than those hookers on the street!”
Given Ding Miaoyan’s character, there was no way she could endure that, but then she stopped at a glance Fang Yi threw back at her.
Seeing Fang Yi’s incredibly calm gaze, as if he had everything under control, helped Ding Miaoyan stay calm.
Fang Yi turned his head and asked with a naïve smile, “What’s the second choice?”
“The second is, if you don’t agree, I’ll just take her by force right here, and then let my brothers have a go one by one!
What do you say, make your choice!” Bald Brother snarled menacingly, his expression fierce, almost as if he was throwing down a gauntlet.
“Sorry, I can’t choose that,” Fang Yi said, sounding troubled.
“Right, not choosing, but I have a third option,” Fang Yi said calmly: “You’ve succeeded in making me angry, and now none of you are leaving here.”
Bald Brother was taken aback, and then he had an illusion, as he saw a blade-like sharpness in Fang Yi’s eyes.