Chapter 47: Lessons

Ye Yun ignored Mu Jiahe's screams and directly escorted him to the bedside, then kicked him in the leg mercilessly.

Mu Jiahe screamed in pain and was unable to resist at all. He fell to his knees on the floor with a thud, making an unusually loud sound.

Shi Yang had never seen such a fight before, so he grimaced as if he had a toothache.

Ye Yun stretched out his index finger to push the glasses on his nose, nodded slightly to Qin Yanchuan and said, "Master Qin, I've brought the person here."

Although Qin Yanchuan did not explicitly agree to help Shi Yang with revenge in the previous video call, he still brought Mu Jiahe over.

He looked at Shi Yang, "He's in front of you, you can do whatever you want to him."

Shi Yang sniffed with emotion, and looked at Qin Yanchuan with eyes full of admiration, "Uncle Qin, I didn't expect you to really help me vent my anger."

As he spoke, he moved closer to Qin Yanchuan, completely forgetting the embarrassing incident just now, and hugged Qin Yanchuan's arm affectionately, almost rubbing his head against him, "We are indeed the best in the world."

Mu Jiahe was stunned. Does this country bumpkin really have such a good relationship with Qin Yanchuan?

Qin Yanchuan hadn't expressed his opinion on Shi Yang's behavior yet, but Ye Yun, who was standing by, couldn't stand it anymore and smiled and reminded him, "You're overacting, Master Shi."

Shi Yang glared at him, "Little Four Eyes, you are too long-winded."

"Besides, I'm expressing my true feelings. What do you know?"

Ye Yun still maintained a decent smile, silently repeating three words in his heart: lackey.

Qin Yanchuan glanced at Shi Yang's hands that were holding his arms. He neither blamed nor approved of his behavior. His tone was normal: "Okay, let go first."

Shi Yang obediently let go of his hand and shifted his gaze to Mu Jiahe who was kneeling opposite him.

Things change. He crossed his arms and raised his chin in a haughty manner, his tone full of disdain, "Why don't you say anything? Weren't you quite arrogant at that time?"

"Apologize to me now and kowtow twice, or I'll shove your head into the toilet."

Mu Jiahe is a coward who only bullies the weak and fears the strong. He has no backbone at all. He immediately put on a fawning smile that was uglier than crying.

What he was afraid of was not Shi Yang, but Qin Yanchuan who was sitting next to Shi Yang, a person few people in the whole city of A dared to mess with.

If he knew that this little country bumpkin really fawned over Qin Yanchuan, he wouldn't dare to do anything to Shi Yang even if he had a hundred courages.

"Brother Shi Yang, I'm sorry. All the mistakes are mine, my fault. I'm like this now, so please...please forgive me, okay?"

Shi Yang leaned against the headboard, looking down at Mu Jiahe, and snorted coldly, "Kowtow."

Mu Jiahe smiled awkwardly, bent down obediently, put his forehead on the ground, and kowtowed twice.

"Brother Shi Yang, I really know I was wrong. I have kowtowed now. You can forgive me, right?"

"Who is your brother? Don't claim relatives randomly."

"Okay, okay, I'll call you Master Shi."

Shi Yang was quite satisfied with the title of Master Shi.

Looking at Mu Jiahe's pig-like face where even his eyes could not be seen, Shi Yang sighed in his heart. He had become a lame pig, it was too horrible to look at. Was he going to be beaten half to death?

That's a good question.

Shi Yang didn’t think about it for the moment, picked up the half-eaten durian mille-feuille and continued eating.

After a moment, he turned his inquiring gaze to Qin Yanchuan, "Uncle Qin, I can't figure out how to deal with him, what do you think?"

"Of course, I'm not trying to forgive him. This kind of beast doesn't deserve forgiveness."

"Don't think I don't know. This stinky rat demon said something wrong, but who knows what he was cursing at me in his heart."

Mu Jiahe, who was cursing Shi Yang in his heart: "..."

Shi Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and figured out something. This bastard was indeed scolding him behind his back.

"Where's my toilet plunger?" Shi Yang looked at Ye Yun, who was standing aside like he was watching a play, and instructed him, "Assistant Ye, go to the bathroom and get the toilet plunger."

The corners of Ye Yun's mouth twitched slightly. He responded politely on the surface and walked towards the bathroom.

This time Mu Jiahe felt like the sky was falling. He didn't want to experience that feeling a second time, so he might as well kowtow a few more times.

"Master Shi, Master Shi, Master Shi... I really know I was wrong, I sincerely apologize to you, please don't torment me anymore, wuwuwu..."

At this moment, Qin Yanchuan, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke, stood up, picked up the chair he had just been sitting on, and walked towards Mu Jiahe step by step.

Shi Yang was halfway through eating her durian mille-feuille when she suddenly stopped and followed Qin Yanchuan with a blank look.

The next second, under Mu Jiahe's horrified gaze, Qin Yanchuan calmly lifted the chair in his hand and smashed it hard on his legs.

The movements were crisp and merciless.

Shi Yang's hand holding the cake fork began to tremble, and his heart was trembling.

Mu Jiahe screamed suddenly, covered his legs in pain, and was unable to speak.

Qin Yanchuan, who did this, was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, exuding the noble and inviolable elite aura from the inside out.

Amid Mu Jiahe's screams, he slowly put down the chair, as if what he had just hit was not a person but just an apple.

He shifted his gaze to the hospital bed, and was now looking at Shi Yang with suspicion and amazement with his round, clear eyes.

Eyes met.

Shi Yang didn't dare to look into Qin Yanchuan's eyes. He silently lowered his head and put a small piece of durian mille-feuille into his mouth.

Fortunately, he didn't offend Qin Yanchuan much.

Well, should I? No?

Scared.

The corners of Qin Yanchuan's lips curled up slightly, "Break the other leg too?"

After a pause, he added calmly, "This is a hospital. If you are disabled, you can get treatment here."

Shi Yang: "..."

Good...very convenient.

Mu Jiahe was disheartened and burst into tears, "No, Master Qin, please let me go. It was my fault that I offended you. Please don't bear grudges..."

Shi Yang swallowed the cake with difficulty, "That's not necessary, don't waste medical resources."

Qin Yanchuan did not comment.

Ye Yun had a complicated expression on his face. He came out of the bathroom holding the toilet plunger and handed it to Shi Yang, "Master Shi, this is what you wanted."

Shi Yang hadn't recovered yet, and waved his hands listlessly, "Forget it, you can take it back."

Ye Yun worked hard and put the toilet plunger back into the bathroom. He was not surprised by what had just happened.

"Assistant Yete, please take him out quickly. This is really embarrassing. I will have nightmares tonight."

Ye Yun looked at his boss, and only after Qin Yanchuan waved his hand gently did he drag Mu Jiahe, who was like a dead dog, out.

Fortunately, the emergency room is right next to it.