“Hold on, how did this turn into such a mess?”
With that thought, Hai Chenlu lit a cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke leisurely. “I wasn’t joking; I don’t even have a decent pack of cigarettes left. Right now, I’m out of work and reluctant to spend money on anything more expensive than twenty-dollar cigarettes. Your dad has so many good ones; he can’t smoke them all by himself. Could you get me a couple of packs?”
“Alright, alright!”
Xue Chenye made up her mind, turned back to the Lu family villa to get some high-quality cigarettes and alcohol, and then brought them to Hai Chenlu.
After all, “taking someone’s stuff means you’re beholden to them.” You’re a wealthy young master who’s fallen into hard times, and you’ve enjoyed your father’s good cigarettes and drinks. Isn’t it time to call him ‘Dad’?
“It seems it’s not that simple. No matter how much cigarettes and alcohol, it won’t change Hai Chenlu’s grudge against Hongtu Lu,” Xue Chenye thought, realizing the long road ahead.
But she had decided to pursue a relationship with Hai Chenlu and was serious about it.
At the traffic light, Xue Chenye looked at Hai Chenlu and smiled. “I definitely can’t sleep with you tonight, but my feelings for you are genuine.”
Hai Chenlu was finally convinced that Xue Chenye wasn’t joking, and his heart was full of happiness.
Xue Chenye’s soft lips kissed his cheek, deepening the sense of happiness.
Just as Hai Chenlu was about to embrace Xue Chenye and kiss her, the traffic light changed, and the cars started moving again.
The music in the car played:
“In the romantic Xiaoguan, the wind blows and blows, drying the millennium-old Erhai Lake. The day I met you, only then did the world have romance and poetry…”
Hai Chenlu and Xue Chenye were immersed in the moment.
The car stopped outside the Baosheng Community. Hai Chenlu still felt as if he were dreaming. Tonight, the goddess Xue Chenye was treating him too well.
“Hai Chenlu, let’s get out.”
“Okay.”
Hai Chenlu awkwardly smiled, finally remembering to open the car door and get out.
Xue Chenye didn’t drive away immediately but continued to watch Hai Chenlu’s back.
“I used to think you were just a good person, righteous, talented, skilled in martial arts, calligraphy, and playing the guitar. I especially liked spending time with you, but I worried that one day, our friendship might change…”
Xue Chenye thought, “Actually, I liked you even before you confessed. Every time I had a spring dream, you were the male lead… My regret was that my parents would never allow someone of your background to be my boyfriend, let alone their son-in-law. It wasn’t about being snobbish; it was just to ensure a secure future for me…”
The car started moving again.
A happy smile appeared on Xue Chenye’s face.
Now that Hai Chenlu was the young master of the Lu family and the richest young man in Donghu, past entanglements and concerns were no longer relevant.
“I’m in a relationship now!”
Xue Chenye even shouted happily.
Hai Chenlu returned to his rented studio apartment.
In the past hour or so, he had been immersed first in the excitement of dealing with the spoiled young master Shao Fengbai, and then in the sweetness brought by the goddess Xue Chenye. Only now did he feel somewhat awake.
The fight had been quite intense, and he had injured many people, some more seriously than others.
For instance, Shao Fengbai and Biao Chen were badly hurt.
Biao Chen had been knocked down by Hai Chenlu’s flying knee, landing face-first, his nose broken.
As for Shao Fengbai, some of his ribs might be fractured—who knows how many?
Shao Fengbai’s parents were quite well-connected, and they might even report him to the police.
Without Xue Chenye by his side, Hai Chenlu wondered how he would handle the situation if the police suddenly showed up to arrest him.
Meanwhile, Xue Chenye was still driving, feeling relaxed and not worried about Hai Chenlu’s safety.
Two days ago, her parents had taken her to the Lu family villa. Xue Chenye learned about Hai Chenlu’s background and knew that since he came to Donghu for university, he had been protected by someone.
The Lu family’s mysterious bodyguard, known as Qinglong, was once a top-tier special forces operative.
If the Bai family sought revenge against Hai Chenlu and he couldn’t handle it, Qinglong would certainly intervene.
If the police came, Qinglong would also notify the Lu family.
At this moment.
Shao Fengbai, Biao Chen, and a few others with severe injuries had been taken to Donghu Fifth Hospital.
Shao Fengbai’s father, Zhi Yongbai, and mother, Yueqin Sun, had rushed to the hospital with a few companions.
In the corridor, Zhi Yongbai angrily shouted, “That bastard Hai Chenlu dared to beat up my son in my KTV? He’s going to pay for this!”
“Old Bai, I suggest you contact Qinghe Ye before taking action against Hai Chenlu. If Qinghe Ye and Xiao Yun Qiao make it clear they’ll support Hai Chenlu, we can’t easily move against him,” Yueqin Sun said anxiously.
“Qinghe Ye is nothing. He’s just the boss of Tiansheng Security,” Zhi Yongbai said dismissively.
Although it sounded impressive, Zhi Yongbai’s voice grew quieter as he spoke.
Zhi Yongbai knew he couldn’t afford to offend Qinghe Ye.
Yueqin Sun realized her husband was nervous. In such a situation, she refrained from taunting him and instead took his hand, saying softly, “Just to be safe, call Qinghe Ye.”
At that moment.
A middle-aged male doctor, accompanied by several medical staff, approached.
“Mr. Bai, Ms. Sun, please quiet down. This is a hospital, and patients are being treated,” the doctor said.
Zhi Yongbai and Yueqin Sun didn’t respond, showing no remorse. They simply shot a cold glance at the doctor before striding away.
“Even the doctor dares to stand up to us? Does he think he’s safe just because he’s in a hospital?” Zhi Yongbai said coldly.
“Give it a rest! Our son is lying there with three broken ribs. What are you arguing with the doctor for?” Yueqin Sun pushed him, quickening her pace to the black Benz S600.
As Zhi Yongbai lit his cigar, Yueqin Sun lit a cigarette, and they both puffed out clouds of smoke.
“Old Bai, listen to me and call Qinghe Ye.”
“Forget it! Tomorrow, I’ll bring people to smash Tiansheng Security!”
“You’re such a beast. Just the two of us in the car, and you’re bragging? I know exactly how capable you are. If you don’t dare to smash Tiansheng Security tomorrow, you’re not even worthy to be your mother’s child!”
Yueqin Sun scolded him.
Zhi Yongbai calmed down and obediently dialed Qinghe Ye’s number.
Upstairs in the villa, Qinghe Ye, Xiao Yun Qiao, and Xue Chenye were present.
Xue Chenye had mentioned asking for cigarettes and alcohol from Hongtu Lu, which Qinghe Ye and Xiao Yun Qiao both supported.
When Qinghe Ye saw the call from Zhi Yongbai, he felt a deep sense of disdain. To him, Zhi Yongbai, the owner of a bar and KTV, was not a significant figure.