Before long, Li Qiang came out from inside, smiling at Xia Chengzong, "Hey, Chengzong, came to see Brother Qiang? Heh, I really thought you’d forgotten your Brother Qiang after working with your sister for a few days!"
It seemed his mood had changed. The smile that once seemed "generous and hearty" now appeared sleazy to Xia Chengzong.
"So, have you figured out anything about the money your brother owes me?" Li Qiang asked with fake concern.
As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to notice Xia Chuyi standing to the side. His eyes suddenly lit up, "Yo, Xia is here too?"
"Don’t worry, sister, whether your brother returns the money or not, what does it matter? Once we become family, what’s mine is yours," Li Qiang said self-assuredly, his disgusting gaze fixated on Xia Chuyi, completely oblivious to everyone else around.
Xia Chuyi thought to herself: Li Qiang probably thinks she came here to settle the debt on behalf of Xia Chengzu.
"Sister, I’ve been missing your brined dishes, heh, maybe you could make some just for Brother Qiang sometime? I promise to treat you well..." Li Qiang said as he moved forward to touch Xia Chuyi’s hand.
Xia Chuyi shook her head and took a step back, thinking: He’s clueless about his imminent doom.
Huo Shiqian’s hand reached out from the side, grabbing Li Qiang’s revolting claw.
"Brother, that’s not very decent. Let me touch my own woman first—ouch!" A green figure flashed, and Li Qiang was thrown over the shoulder, landing harshly on the ground.
"Xia Chengzong, you damn..." as Li Qiang, bellowing in anger, started to lift his head, his voice suddenly caught.
The doorkeeper rushed over to help, "Brother Qiang! Are you okay? Brother Qiang!"
Li Qiang spat out blood, glaring venomously at Huo Shiqian and Xia Chuyi standing by his side.
From his expression, he finally realized — they were here to pick a fight.
Xia Chuyi shook her head again: Blinded by lust, only thinking about taking advantage of her, he hadn’t noticed the General standing beside her, radiating an icy, severely dangerous aura?
People inside the building heard the noise and rushed out, cursing and shouting, "Who the hell dares to cause trouble at Brother Qiang’s place?"
Two thugs rushed out, immediately noticing Huo Shiqian, dressed in military uniform, imposing and fiercely cold.
Their voices stopped abruptly.
Life as thugs, they harbored a deeper fear of soldiers and policemen than ordinary people.
Especially this man—they knew he was not one to be trifled with.
"Brother Qiang, are you alright? Brother Qiang..." the two men quickly turned and went straight to help him up.
Li Qiang was helped up by three men, spat out more blood, wiped his face, and forced out, "May I inquire your name, comrade?"
"Seeing as you are wearing a military uniform, how can you hit people randomly?"
This statement was aimed at challenging Huo Shiqian’s behavior.
As a soldier, one must not hit people lightly!
Xia Chuyi looked at Huo Shiqian.
He smirked coldly, raised his hand, and one by one, unbuttoned his military jacket, taking it off to reveal a cream-colored turtleneck sweater beneath.
Holding his jacket, Huo Shiqian waved it grandly.
"Hold this for me." His voice was low.
Xia Chuyi’s vision momentarily darkened as the military jacket covered her, hands fumbling to pull the jacket down and hold it in her arms.
Huo Shiqian was already rolling up his sweater sleeves, after adjusting his arms and neck, his expression stern and solemn.