Chapter 6 I'll take care of it.

A sharp glint flashed in Chen Jingyang's eyes, piercing through the wisps of white smoke and striking straight at his heart: "Not just you, but your mother, your sister, everyone you have a connection with—I won't let a single one of them go. You should know very well whether I have the ability to do so!"

Zhang Pengfei felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had stepped into an icy sea and was struggling to breathe.

Although he didn't pay much attention to Chen Jingyang, he knew that the Chen family was famous all over the world, with connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds, and unimpeded movement in the political, business, and academic circles. If Chen Jingyang wanted to take revenge on him, it would be as easy as crushing an ant!

Zhang Pengfei's heart surged with emotion, his Adam's apple bobbing as he struggled to speak: "I understand, I will... keep my promise."

Chen Jingyang smiled slightly, put out his cigarette, and patted his thigh: "Come here, lie down, let me see if the swelling has gone down, and then I'll put some more medicine on you."

Zhang Pengfei's heart leaped into his throat, and his face and neck flushed crimson—Chen Jingyang said, "Again?"

Doesn't that mean he already...?

Zhang Pengfei really wanted to just smash his head against a wall and die!

"Hurry up!" Chen Jingyang urged him, "What's there to be shy about, a grown man like you?"

Zhang Pengfei glared at him, unable to suppress the resentment on his face—You know I'm a grown man and you still fucking slept with me!

"You dare glare at me again?!" Chen Jingyang's face turned cold. "I'll count to three! If you don't come over here, I'm coming over!"

"You bastard!" Zhang Pengfei cursed inwardly.

It would have been fine if he didn't know anything last night, but now that he's so lucid, he really can't bring himself to lie on Chen Jingyang's lap and have him examine him!

"No need to look, it's fine now." Zhang Pengfei subconsciously covered his buttocks and silently took two steps back.

Little did he know, this action was nothing short of seduction to Chen Jingyang. Chen Jingyang laughed and said, "Really? Then come over here and let me confirm. If it's really done, we'll continue!"

"Chen Jingyang!" The door was just inches away, and Zhang Pengfei really had to use all his strength to control his legs, sweat pouring down his face: "Please, don't."

The more he was told not to look, the more Chen Jingyang wanted to see. He stood up and floated to Zhang Pengfei like a god, reaching out to grab Zhang Pengfei's shoulder, intending to take him down on the spot.

"No!" Zhang Pengfei suddenly waved his hand to break free from Chen Jingyang's grasp, his mind filled with only one thought: run!

But as soon as he reached the door, he was caught by Chen Jingyang again. Chen Jingyang had been working out for many years, and his muscles were bulging. He was tall and had long legs, so how could he let Zhang Pengfei run around in this small space?

The person didn't manage to escape, but Chen Jingyang encountered the fiercest resistance since he started picking flowers!

Although Zhang Pengfei was not as strong as him, the strength of a 20-year-old straight man should not be underestimated, especially when this straight man had an incredibly strong determination to protect himself.

Although Chen Jingyang had some training, he couldn't withstand Zhang Pengfei's chaotic punches that overwhelmed the master. He was slapped in the face in no time.

Zhang Pengfei was startled and nervously shrank into the corner. Chen Jingyang, however, was not annoyed but laughed and approached Zhang Pengfei again.

"Chen Jingyang!" Zhang Pengfei cried out in fear. He was afraid of hurting Chen Jingyang, and he was also afraid of being captured by Chen Jingyang!

Chen Jingyang crossed his hands and wiggled his fingers, a slightly wicked smile on his face: "It's alright, don't be afraid, attack with all your might, let me see just how capable you are."

Chen Jingyang is serious!

Zhang Pengfei, a model student, has basically never been in a fight since birth. He's no match for Chen Jingyang. When Chen Jingyang is off guard, he might manage to get lucky and land a slap. But as soon as Chen Jingyang gets serious, he immediately realizes a serious problem: he can't beat him! He simply can't beat him!

As it turned out, he quickly lost all chance to resist. Chen Jingyang grabbed his arms and twisted them behind his back, rendering him unable to move.

Chen Jingyang didn't use much force at all, but he pressed the person down to kneel on the ground and onto the bed.

Zhang Pengfei suddenly got goosebumps all over his body, like prey that had fallen into a net and was struggling desperately!

When his arms were restrained, he tried to move his legs. When his legs were also pinned down by Chen Jingyang, he desperately twisted his waist, like a fish caught in a hand, trying not to be touched!

Chen Jingyang was getting annoyed and threatened in a deep voice, "Don't move!"

"Chen Jingyang!" Zhang Pengfei shouted through gritted teeth, his face flushed crimson. "Stop! Please... don't look!"

Chen Jingyang pretended not to hear, and the more he was told not to look, the more he wanted to look. As a result, he suddenly frowned when he saw it!

He truly hadn't expected Zhang Pengfei to be so ruthless to him. Did this guy not feel pain at all?!

If it gets inflamed, the consequences would be unimaginable!

He snorted coldly, and his palm slammed down hard, accompanied by the sound of wind. This time he was truly angry.

Zhang Pengfei groaned in pain.

"How dare you treat my things like this!" Chen Jingyang said, slapping Zhang Pengfei again. Zhang Pengfei trembled in pain.

"Chen Jingyang!" Overwhelmed with shame and pain, he couldn't take it anymore. He recklessly rolled over, his eyes red, and begged Chen Jingyang, "Stop hitting me! I'll listen to you from now on and won't do it again."

Chen Jingyang stopped, his eyes turning sinister: "If you dare to do it again, I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for three days! Got it?!"

Zhang Pengfei bit his lip, his eyes red, like a frightened little rabbit, and stammered, "...I'll remember."

In the end, he obediently lay down and let Chen Jingyang apply the medicine. Zhang Pengfei regretted it a little. Damn it, he got beaten up for nothing!

While applying ointment to his wound, Chen Jingyang explained the rules, like teaching a child: "From now on, you can only do anything with my permission. Write an application for small things and submit a report for big things. If you dare to do anything behind my back that I don't know about, you'll be punished!"

Even knowing that his life would be restricted in the future, Zhang Pengfei was still somewhat disgusted by these words. He retorted, "What is considered a small matter, and what is considered a big matter? Do I have to tell you everything, even when I'm eating or going to the toilet?"

Chen Jing paused, then smiled, seemingly puzzled, "That's not necessary, but if you're interested, we can give it a try."

Zhang Pengfei rolled his eyes at him and said, "Not interested!" He thought to himself, "Are you crazy? That's just pretending you haven't graduated from kindergarten yet!"

After applying the medicine, Chen Jingyang handed Zhang Pengfei a card.

Zhang Pengfei frowned, looking at it without answering: "What do you mean?"

"Dog food!"

Zhang Pengfei glanced at Chen Jingyang's smug mouth, resisted the urge to hit him, and still didn't take the money: "I have living expenses, and I can also tutor during the summer vacation, so I don't need your money."

Last summer vacation, he tutored three students for two hours each in the morning, noon and evening, earning 600 yuan a day. After deducting necessary expenses, he made a net profit of more than 30,000 yuan over the summer.

"You're not allowed to go!" Chen Jingyang said with a dark face, brooking no argument. "My dog ​​is my responsibility to take care of. There's no reason for him to run around eating random things!"