Then, wailing sounds came from the abandoned factory building, until Chu Fang shouted to stop, and the sounds gradually subsided.
The four bodyguards exchanged glances, somewhat surprised. They had exerted all their strength, yet these four men had managed to withstand it.
Chu Fang looked down at the four Miao brothers, all of whom were injured, their faces covered in blood, making them look rather frightening.
He said, "You're not going to get revenge on me again, are you?"
Miao Yu: "I'm a bastard, but not an idiot."
He has a very clear understanding.
Better to mess with a petty thug than a rich person.
Thugs only know how to fight and are afraid of death; while rich people can kill them in countless unimaginable ways and still get away with it.
Today, the 'landlord' has shown great leniency, merely retaliating without resorting to more severe measures.
That's already an act of mercy.
Chu Fang nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand and was about to leave. Before leaving, he turned back and said seriously, "Let me explain one last time: I have no relationship with Chen Wan'er. We are just landlord and tenant."
"If you ever intend to hit someone, please verify their identity first!"
Damn it!
What a mess!
I spent so much money for nothing and got nothing in return.
No, he got a beating.
That's... ...outrageous!
Chu Fang got into the car and asked Chen Wan'er, "It's hard to get a taxi here, do you want to come along?"
Chen Wan'er hesitated for a moment, then got into the car, and the convoy drove away.
In this abandoned factory, a gentle breeze stirs up dust.
"Hiss..."
"It hurts so much."
The four Miao brothers helped each other to their feet.
Seeing Miao Yu frown, one of his brothers patted him on the shoulder: "What? Want to get revenge?"
"No," Miao Yu shook his head. "I don't have the guts."
"Let it go. Chen Wan'er and you are not on the same path. There is no need to continue to entangle with her."
Miao Yu pondered for a few seconds, then sighed deeply: "Sigh!"
The four people helped each other leave.
"I'm not bragging, but if I weren't in such bad shape today, I could take on a whole group of them by myself."
"Come on, you were the loudest one just now."
"Sigh!" Qu Yaobo looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. "Uncle, your nephew really misses you."
... ...
The convoy stopped at the Tanhua residential area, and Chu Fang and Chen Wan'er got out of the car.
Chu Fang signed two checks and handed one to the bodyguard captain and the managing lawyer: "Thank you for your help today. Go get something good to eat, it's on me."
"Thank you, Mr. Chu."
"Mr. Chu, you're too kind."
The two then left.
Chu Fang turned around and saw Chen Wan'er: "Hey? What are you still doing here?"
"I'm sorry, landlord..." Chen Wan'er lowered her head, feeling embarrassed.
The whole thing happened because of her and involved Chu Fang.
"Sigh!" Chu Fang sighed, "Perhaps... this is the price of being handsome."
Handsome people receive "preferential treatment".
Chen Wan'er wanted to apologize, but Chu Fang waved his hand and refused. The two walked side by side towards the residential area.
"Young Master Chu." The security guard sat with his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette, looking quite relaxed.
"Grandpa, you've got guts! If that old lady sees you, you'll be skinned alive," Chu Fang said as he approached.
"Impossible!" the security guard replied. "Your aunt has gone back to her hometown; she won't be able to see you."
Click!
Chu Fang took a picture of the old man smoking and sent it to the old woman, then said, "Grandpa, I wish you boundless happiness."
"That damn thing!" the security guard gritted his teeth.
... ...
Back home, Chu Fang collapsed onto the sofa and drifted off to sleep.
When she woke up, it was getting late, and Zhong Tingyue was sitting next to her working.
He wriggled his body, resting his head on his warm, moist legs, his face rubbing against their skin.
"itch."
"What does your itching have to do with me?"
"Virtue".
Zhong Tingyue put down her work and massaged Chu Fang's shoulders. Her technique and pressure were just right, making him feel relaxed immediately.
Chu Fang took Zhong Tingyue for a massage, and she learned a lot of massage techniques from the masseuse.
At first, I couldn't quite get the pressure right, but after practicing for a long time, I got the massage technique very well, and it gave me a kind of comforting feeling, like a king who doesn't have to attend court in the morning.
"Is the matter resolved?"
"Um."
"How was it handled?"
"Let's beat them up."
Zhong Tingyue spoke softly, "That simple?"
Chu Fang slightly opened his eyes: "Am I such a violent person in your eyes?"
He could take revenge on those four in many ways—go to jail, pay compensation, even break up his family. He has the ability, but there's no need.
Just retaliate in kind.
Unless it involves matters of principle, Chu Fang can accept things calmly.
Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips and covered Chu Fang's face: "I just regret that such a handsome face has become a pig's head."
"Zhong Tingyue, you will die a horrible death!"
As night fell, the lights inside the house were off, and the two chatted quietly by the light from outside.
"Ms. Zhong."
"Um."
I'm hungry.
"Then I'll cook for you."
"Today is Thursday, V me 50."
"Fried food is unhealthy, I'll make you noodles."
"No, I want fried food."
"no."
"don't want."
The two argued.
Ding ding ding... ...
Suddenly a sound came from outside. He opened the door and saw Chen Wan'er standing there. She said, "Landlord, do you have a moment? I'd like to invite you and your fiancée to a casual meal."
"Okay," Chu Fang agreed.
Anyway, he and Zhong Tingyue were arguing about dinner.
At the dinner table, Zhou Zhou and Chen Wan'er entertained Chu Fang and his companion, and left after they had eaten and drunk their fill.
Zhou Zhou and Chen Wan'er were cleaning up the kitchen waste when the latter said, "I told you Miao Yu wasn't a good person. You insisted on following him back then, and now you finally understand the good intentions behind your sister's advice."
“I understand.” Chen Wan’er nodded. “But… he was really charming back then, with a carefree attitude.”
"Without a penny, of course you're carefree." Zhou Zhou said disdainfully. "Remember, stop being love-struck. In the future, find a man like the landlord. He's handsome, rich, and family-oriented. Isn't that great?"
Chen Wan'er replied, "How many men in the world are like the landlord?"
"Three-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged people are everywhere..." Zhou Zhou, meeting her best friend's gaze, immediately changed her tune, "Okay, men like the landlord are indeed rare, but you can't give up. Maybe you'll meet the one in your life?"
"Perhaps?" Chen Wan'er shook her head.
The probability of this 'maybe' is infinitely close to zero.
Chen Wan'er looked at her phone, her brows furrowing slightly. Zhou Zhou asked, "What's wrong?"
"Miao Yu sent me a message saying that he would never bother me again and that our relationship was over."
"Isn't this good?"
Chen Wan'er walked to the windowsill, looked up at the night sky, and recalled the things that happened during her university days.
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