Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Yo, Yu Bao’er?”
It was clear that the youth saw Yu Bao’er.
He was wearing a leather jacket, and there was an indecorous vibe about him. He looked like a gangster deserving of a beating.
His bald head stung Yu Bao’er’s eyes a little…
The other party spoke in a hooligan-ish manner as he sat down at the table right opposite to Yu Bao’er’s. He even pulled the stool closer, completely ignoring Huo Yingcheng who was seated next to Yu Bao’er.
Huo Yingcheng narrowed his eyes and looked over. Such young gangsters were nothing to him. But looking at the other party, he couldn’t immediately figure out what his intention was.
If he was looking for trouble, things were going to get interesting today.
Yu Bao’er set down her chopsticks and drank her soup. “Fan Jiang, it’s been a long time.”
You’re still as despicable as you used to be!
Fan Jiang curled his lips. His ‘brothers’ all sat down around him and were gazing at Yu Bao’er with interest.
Only two of them noticed Huo Yingcheng, and wary expressions could be seen on them.
“Yu Bao’er, it’s indeed been a long time. I heard that you went to the army and later went to the capital to study in university. How was it? Top student, now that you’re doing well, you’re still able to call out an old classmate’s name, like me. I am so honored!”
The sarcasm in Fan Jiang’s words was unmistakable.
Perhaps he still had a vivid memory of her older brother beating him to a pulp. And it was right after she had dumped him, too.
At the time, Fan Jiang had never suffered such a huge loss before.
He still bore that grudge until now.
“Oh, please. I’ve merely graduated from university. I’m not doing nearly as well as you, Mr. Fan. Looking at you, I’m guessing you’ve become a millionaire from all that protection fees you’ve collected?”
Yu Bao’er retorted. Fan Jiang choked and said, “You…” Then, he suddenly heard a man beside him laugh.
He turned his head and only then saw the man seated opposite of Yu Bao’er.
This man looked quite fierce. Merely sitting there, his tall and well-built frame gave off a terrifying impression.
Fan Jiang’s heart turned weak, but still, he demanded ferociously, “What are you laughing at?”
The smile vanished from Huo Yingcheng’s face.
Fan Jiang then pointed at him and looked towards Yu Bao’er. “This is your boyfriend? Your taste has gotten so hardcore these days?”
Huo Yingcheng: “…”
Tsk, this little scumbag. What did he mean by hardcore taste?
Yu Bao’er set down her bowl and leisurely replied, “How could you put it this way? Is he not as handsome as you, or not as tall as you? Or is he not as good as you? How could you say my taste is hardcore?”
She wasn’t in a hurry to deny her relationship with Huo Yingcheng.
Huo Yingcheng first cast a meaningful look at Yu Bao’er. He, too, wasn’t anxious to deny.
He could tell Yu Bao’er was scorning the other party.
“Good. Very good.”
Fan Jiang was so furious that he laughed. He slammed the table and got up. “Yu Bao’er, I’ll be magnanimous and won’t be calculative with you today. I still remember what happened back then.”
“You’d be stupid not to.”
Yu Bao’er wasn’t someone who could stand to be provoked. Hearing Fan Jiang say this, there was no way she wouldn’t talk back at him.
Fan Jiang couldn’t stand it anymore. “Yu Bao’er, if not for the fact that you’re my ex do you believe I’ll fix you right now?”
These ruffians had no qualms beating up a woman or a child.
So long as one offended them, they would fix that person regardless of who it was.
Fan Jiang felt his tolerance tested to the limit.