Chapter 258: A Slap That Settles Him in Peace
Chapter 258: A Slap That Settled Him in Peace
He didn't know why, but just seeing their vague conversation gave him such a strong sense of crisis.
In particular, this sense of crisis came from his brothers.
Lost in thought, I didn't see what Zhou Jichen replied.
As Zhou Jichen put away his phone, he looked up and saw Xu Xiangbai staring at him with a chilling gaze, a faint but palpable murderous aura emanating from him.
He suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
"What are you waiting for? To carry out an assassination?"
Xu Xiangbai pursed his lips. "Are you very familiar with An Yu? She's one of my artists."
Zhou Jichen met his gaze without any attempt to hide it, his eyes calm and clear.
"Do you care a lot?"
Xu Xiangbai lowered his eyes, "She's in the prime of her career, and I'm her boss..."
Zhou Jichen chuckled softly.
"Xiang Bai, if you have a possessive desire for her, don't avoid her. If not, don't give such high-sounding reasons."
Zhou Jichen fiddled with a few dice. "A friend of hers had a family member who was sick, with cancer. That's why she came to me. However, my treatment plan wasn't suitable for him, so I did her a favor and transferred the patient to Professor He in Nancheng. She came to thank me."
“Last time she had food poisoning, you personally handed her over to me, and I took care of her all night. I think it's normal for me to have some contact with her.”
He spoke in a nonchalant tone.
"I might not need to explain these things to you, but first you need to figure out what you're thinking, right?"
The seemingly casual words struck a chord deep within Xu Xiangbai, causing a sudden tremor in his chest.
He had a feeling that he couldn't avoid these emotions.
Zhou Jichen took a cigarette out of the cigarette box and handed it to him.
Even in the most confrontational moments between two men, a cigarette can help them carry their heavy and complex emotions.
Zhou Jichen's words became somewhat indistinct as the smoke curled upwards.
"Besides, even if there were something between me and her, it shouldn't be affected by your possessiveness. Love is respect."
It's been like that since middle school.
Xu Xiangbai was like a child living in a greenhouse, doing things his own way and being arrogant and unrestrained.
He is unrestrained by any rules, wild and unruly, with a very big heart.
Unlike Fu Yanjing and Zhou Jichen.
It was clearly through him that Zhou Jichen met Fu Yanjing.
But often, their words and actions are more like...
They also became more meticulous.
It's as if you can see right through him.
Xu Xiangbai raised his eyes.
They refuse to admit it.
I chuckled to myself, "You're overthinking it. I was just asking casually."
Moreover.
Could he possibly seize An Yu's territory?
You overestimated him.
The moment he puts this idea into action, An Yu will have no choice but to slap him into his grave.
May he rest in peace.
He concealed his inappropriate thoughts.
People were going in and out of the private room, the door opening and closing.
Loud, lively music could be heard from outside.
Xu Xiangbai changed the subject, reverting to his usual nonchalant and lazy demeanor, and asked languidly, "What's going on outside? It's so lively."
The person next to Xie Ting said, "It's an evening show. Who would have thought that Song Zaicheng, who seems so mature and composed, would be so playful? And it's that mysterious, stunning female DJ again."
"And there's another handsome imported guy. Right now, that muscular guy is probably tearing his clothes off. Even this heavy door can't stop the screams from the female fans."
Xu Xiangbai felt stuffy in the private room and got up. "I'll go downstairs and take a look."
"Young Master Xu, are you leaving the card game?"
"You guys play."
The man looked bewildered, tilting his head and muttering to himself, "Wait, it would be fine if a female DJ came on stage, but what's so interesting about a grown man tearing his shirt? Everyone has abs, right?"
Later, everyone sat down at the card game.
Zhao Jinming is known as the second-best card player in Hong Kong.
As for first place, he was truly convinced of his defeat to Fu Yanjing.
That person was too good at calculating; their meticulousness left no room for error.
But losing to someone else did break his defenses.
Xu Xiangbai left and never came back, and Zhao Jinming's luck at cards was not good all night.
This allowed Xie Ting, who was originally supposed to be crushed, to make a fortune.
He was so happy he couldn't stop smiling. "Are you a generous benefactor? You should have said so earlier, or I would have been so disrespectful!"
Zhao Jinming was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth.
I wondered if all people from Jiangbei had such sharp tongues.
Fu Yanjing must have cultivated his skills in Jiangbei.
Zhao Jinming tried to regain his composure through words.
"I wasn't putting in any effort."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yanjing calmly tossed out a card and tapped it with his fingertip.
"You went all out back then, but you still got completely crushed by Jin Ye, didn't you?"
Who didn't have that back then?
This was the first time Zhao Jinming had ever seen such a strange person.
With such an innocent and fearful face, she made excuses, saying she didn't know how, which made people underestimate her.
My hands were shaking when I played the cards.
In the end, however, they lost all the chips on their table.
She and Fu Yanjing really are birds of a feather.
"You two really do share a bed."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Xie Ting's phone rang again.
This is the fifth or sixth time in just one hour.
Xie Ting's brows were already furrowed with impatience.
I glanced at the caller ID and promptly hung up.
A moment later, the phone on the table vibrated again.
Xie Ting's patience was completely gone. She answered the phone, her tone irritating, "Are you ever going to stop? Am I not going to tell you I have a date outside?"
The music playing cards in the private room has been changed to soothing, soft music.
However, it will still affect call quality.
Xie Ting was too lazy to bother to understand what the other person was saying, so he simply put the call on speakerphone.
The woman's soft, weak sobs could be clearly heard coming from the phone.
"Xie Ting, tell me, is there... is there another woman sitting next to you?"
Xie Ting: "No, I said I was playing cards."
"But I have friends who saw you at the bar, staring at that female DJ. Is her face under the mask as beautiful as mine? Do you not cherish what you have now?"
Just by listening to the sound, you can imagine how heartbroken the person on the other end is.
Xie Ting showed no mercy.
Instead, he gave a cold laugh and called out the other person's name.
"Let me tell you, I, Xie Tingzhang, am an adult, and no one has ever been able to control my schedule. You can have a relationship if you want, or we'll break up if you don't. I'll give you two choices: either hang up the phone nonchalantly, or keep bothering me and bombarding me with phone calls and messages. The choice is yours."
"Wasn't that because I loved you too much?"
Xie Ting, seemingly afraid of getting entangled, remained aloof, saying, "Talking about love is pointless, girl. Think about what you're really after from me?"
The sobbing stopped abruptly.
Suppressed breathing trembled, and after a moment of silence on the other end, the call ended.
Xie Ting finally had some peace and quiet.
There was no remorse for hurting the woman's fragile heart, only lingering annoyance.
I made him mutter a few curses as he turned off the phone screen.
A friend of his, enjoying the spectacle, laughed and joked.
"You're quite the lucky one, Mr. Xie. Your wife is so clingy to you, she must love you to death."
They called it envy, but it was actually sarcasm.
It makes you want to mess with anyone who's pretty.
You've messed with someone who's hard to get rid of, haven't you?
In their circle, indulging in pleasure and debauchery is fine, but what they dislike most is someone who is difficult to please.
Xie Ting snorted coldly, "Whether you love someone or not, just send a message to show your affection. She's making a huge fuss about it. I don't want this kind of suffocating love."
What was said without malice may have been taken to heart by the listener.
Fu Yanjing glanced at his phone, which was completely empty except for work messages, without showing any emotion.
In the vertically arranged dialog boxes, there wasn't a single red dot next to the only pinned avatar.
Why doesn't she care at all where he goes?
do what?
Not asking a single question?
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