Chapter 84: Caught Off Guard

The man grew anxious. “I don’t understand. What is it that I can’t do, but some thug and loafer can do for you?”

“That was just now.” Patting Xu Jier’s hand, Chen Aijia said with a smile, “I want to be a good person, but all you can guarantee is that I’ll remain as hateful as ever. Senior, surely you understand now?”

No, I don’t. I still don’t!

At this moment, Yang Changfeng had no mind left to have anything more to do with Chen Aijia. This woman spoke sweetly in endless strings when she needed someone, and kicked them aside the moment she no longer did. He did not want any further connection with someone like her.

It was not as if Chen Aijia had no other choice. Tilting her head, she looked at Yang Changfeng with a smile that was and was not a smile, and asked softly, “Going home or not?”

No, that wasn’t it...

Damn it, where are you going?

Chen Aijia strode toward the door. Night had already fallen, and the traffic outside was especially heavy. In Jiuzhou City, with a population of ten million, this was the busiest time of the evening rush hour.

Anya grew worried and quickly signaled to Yang Changfeng with her eyes.

Yang Changfeng remained unmoved. Let’s see what trouble you make now.

Chen Aijia wore a smile, and astonishingly, she walked with her eyes closed through the parking area, heading straight for the middle of the road.

Damn, that move is ruthless!

Horrified, Yang Changfeng rushed out to grab her. If anything really happened, his little aunt would skin him alive.

Chen Aijia gave a delicate huff. “Are you going home or not?”

No!

She immediately opened her mouth, and just as Yang Changfeng loosened his grip, fine, she shut her eyes and ran again. She really was courting death.

There was no other way.

“Three rules!” Yang Changfeng said helplessly.

Chen Aijia charged again.

No, she could not be allowed to take the initiative.

With one sweep, Yang Changfeng scooped her up and laid her across his legs, then slapped her several times on that raised little backside. Chen Aijia burned with shame and indignation, yet at the same time felt a strange thrill; she could not help but let out a soft, shameless moan and cry, “Let me go! If you dare not go home, if you dare ignore me, then I’ll die!”

So many people were gathered to watch the show. Even a driver, grinning broadly, called out to Yang Changfeng, “Brother, you can’t spoil a woman. Good one! Take her back and discipline her properly. Hitting a woman out here doesn’t prove anything. This blustering of yours will only make you suffer when you get home. Take my advice, take her back. Do I really need to teach you what to do?”

Listen to me explain!

Yang Changfeng was on the verge of tears. “Are you going or not?”

Chen Aijia huffed, “Anyway, if you can stop me today, try it tomorrow.”

After a pause, she bared her teeth and threatened, “Anyway, the company was smashed up by Wang Hu, and I won’t live either. I’ll tell the media my husband is useless, always eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling outside and not caring about me, so I have no choice but to jump from a building.”

This woman was not to be provoked. Once provoked, she could not be shaken off.

But Wang Hu dared to smash the company?

That brat had gone too far!

Leaving Chen Aijia behind, and seeing that she did not even get angry, he glared and asked, “Going back or not?”

Yang Changfeng said, “Once this matter is settled, stop pestering me.”

Chen Aijia squatted on the ground and cried out at the top of her lungs, “Oh no, this is terrible, awful beyond words! My husband doesn’t care about the home, I can’t go on living, I really can’t...”

Yang Changfeng hurriedly covered her mouth and said helplessly, “All right, all right. I owe you this one. Get up. I still have to find that punk Sun Zhaoxing.”

Unexpectedly, laughter broke out behind him. Sun Zhaoxing chuckled, “Never would have guessed it, never would have guessed. The famously proper Chen Aijia actually has such a shameless side. Hey, kid, you’ve got a live one on your hands.”

When did this bastard get here?

Still grinning, Sun Zhaoxing said, “I was afraid you’d run, so I had someone trace your phone number.”

Chen Aijia glared and asked again, “Then why did my phone go off when I called?”

Because you got blacklisted.

Inside the restaurant, the onlookers stared dumbfounded. What a spectacle. So this was a family quarrel?

Quite a few people immediately filled in the blanks in their minds. So this was a young couple having a spat; that bearded guy was trying to take advantage of the situation, only to discover that the woman had a mind of her own and had come here to confront him head-on.

Good. It was rare to find such an independent woman. Impressive!

Anya did not know whether to laugh or cry. What on earth was all this?

Still, when had Chen Aijia become so unconcerned with appearances?

Xu Jier tugged at Anya and asked in surprise, “Sister, what’s going on?”

“Nothing. They’re just fooling around.” Anya sighed inwardly. Chen Aijia was not going to let her leave after all. But if those two kept bickering like this, were they not only making that tyrant even more lawless and spoiled?

“Get up. When we go back, we’ll make things clear. Don’t go imagining every damn thing as some fresh grievance. In that lousy little place of yours, I’ll stay if I want to stay, and if I don’t, I’m not interested. Don’t you dare think you’re the only one with value. And later, tell that woman named Su clearly not to come bother me. If she keeps pestering me, I’ll hit her too. What the hell is she? Does she really think she’s some feather on some bird? Utter garbage.” The moment Yang Changfeng brought up the matter, his temper flared.

Chen Aijia instantly returned to her former self. “At the company, you and Anya are special. No one can assign work to you. If there’s anything, I’ll discuss it with you first, all right?”

So they were going back. Good. As long as they were going back.

But before, it had been this fellow clinging to her and trying to win her over. Now it had become her begging him instead. Why did all the good things end up in his hands?

Sun Zhaoxing was dressed in professional racing gear, and even brought a set for Yang Changfeng.

“This stuff is useless. If you want to be high-profile, then beat that foreign bastard with the least professional equipment possible. Don’t worry, kid, you’ve been righteous enough. This time, no matter what, I’ll let you hold your head high.” Yang Changfeng smiled, patting Sun Zhaoxing on the shoulder like they were close brothers.

Sun Zhaoxing immediately sidestepped away. “Could you not get so familiar? Do you know how long I’ve worked on my hair tonight for this revenge?”

“Still as ugly as ever.” Yang Changfeng quipped, clapping his hands, feeling much better.

Xu Jier was trying to accept him, and that was the greatest gain of all. A little girl could not be without someone to care for her. Yang Changfeng believed that was his responsibility, both a right and a duty.

How a good brother would look after a little girl while alive, that was how he should look after her.

“Tomorrow I’ll have them go to my company. I’ll have Anya take them in. The treatment will definitely be decent. Don’t worry.” Chen Aijia promptly took the matter over. She was cunning at heart. If the Yang fellow cared about that little girl, then no problem: the group was about to have a huge demand for positions. Arranging a few girls would let Yang Changfeng put in the effort, and also allow her to quietly investigate exactly who he had been in the past. One move, many gains.

Chen Aijia knew very well that Yang Changfeng did not actually have some cousin or younger sister. A little girl had suddenly appeared, and she was deeply puzzled. Her intuition told her there must be clues on this child that could uncover Yang Changfeng’s past.

Sun Zhaoxing was so anxious he nearly jumped out of his shoes. Brothers, sisters, can we hurry up? The road to the racetrack is still a long one. Whatever you have to say, can’t you discuss it in bed when you get home?

Chen Aijia wisely did not bring up any conditions to Yang Changfeng. Fine, let him be the spoiled overlord then. He had always been that kind of tyrant anyway. If this were the old society, he would have been fit to be a warlord. Let him be. Don’t interfere. He had to be indulged.