Jiang Nian was now seriously suspecting that all of this had been set up in advance.
It wasn’t that he was overly paranoid, but this whole series of events was just way too much of a coincidence.
He had only stolen a car twice in total.
And both times he stole a car, he ran right into the owner.
The first time, there’s not much to say about it, since it happened right at the guy’s own house.
But now, here he was, all the way out in such a remote spot.
How on earth did Liu Kaiwei still manage to track him down here?
What’s the deal? Is Liu Kaiwei the “divinely blessed cuckold magnet,” or did he install a green-hat radar on his head?
Does he just teleport to the doorstep the second someone puts a hat on him?
“What nonsense are you talking about? Do you really think I’m that kind of person?!”
Yang Mi said, getting a bit angry.
She admitted that what happened last time could definitely be seen as premeditated on her part.
Even if that whole mess with Liu Kaiwei hadn’t happened, what was bound to happen between her and Jiang Nian still would have happened anyway.
After all, Jiang Nian was so young and so handsome.
There’s no way she could have such a tempting piece of meat dangling right in front of her and do nothing about it.
But this time, she honestly had no idea.
The two looked at each other, completely bewildered.
Just then, Liu Kaiwei, apparently impatient waiting outside the door, called directly.
Hearing the sudden ringtone of the phone,
Yang Mi’s expression flickered. “How about you…”
She wanted to tell Jiang Nian to go upstairs first, while she herself went to the door to deal with the uninvited guest, Liu Kaiwei.
But before she could finish, Jiang Nian suddenly said,
“Sister Mi, I need you to answer two questions for me first. One, are you absolutely sure this whole thing wasn’t planned by you and Liu Kaiwei together, right?”
“Right, I’m sure!”
“Second question, how did Liu Kaiwei find this place?”
“I don’t know. I never told him I have another house here. Who knows how he tracked it down!”
Yang Mi replied, looking completely wronged.
Hearing this, Jiang Nian understood and had a pretty good idea in his mind. “I see. You go upstairs now. I’ll handle what comes next.”
“You?” Yang Mi was a little taken aback.
“Right!” Jiang Nian nodded. “As long as you weren’t lying to me just now, I can get rid of him. Of course, if you’re not comfortable with that, you can go out yourself and confront Liu Kaiwei face-to-face. But if reporters are following him again this time, then you probably won’t be able to live in this villa anymore.”
Actually, Jiang Nian didn’t really care whether Yang Mi could continue living in this villa or not.
What he cared about was whether it would be convenient for him to steal cars in the future.
Because the last time he stole a car, he was still within the Third Ring Road in Beijing. This time, he was almost out near the Beijing-Tianjin corridor.
If this trend continues, next time, ending up in the Tianjin area isn’t out of the question.
The commute back and forth was just getting way too long.
Jiang Nian found it troublesome and not worth it, which is why he decided to get involved in this situation.
Still, he knew his limits. Though he was stepping in, the final decision still rested with Yang Mi.
If she agreed, Jiang Nian would go open the door.
If she didn’t, he would go upstairs.
Hearing this, Yang Mi furrowed her brow. A few glimmers of something unusual flickered in her beautiful eyes. Finally, she made up her mind. “Okay, I’ll go upstairs right now. Be careful yourself.”
“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”
Jiang Nian replied, then put on his clothes. After Yang Mi went upstairs, he sat in the living room waiting.
Only when the doorbell became more and more urgent did Jiang Nian light a cigarette, then, with a sudden change in demeanor, he walked towards the door, pulled it open, and said impatiently:
“What’s all the ringing for? It’s late at night, don’t you people get how annoying this is? Are you going to let me sleep or what?”
As the saying goes, a strong start seizes the initiative.
Jiang Nian’s plan was to pretend to be the owner of the house and drive Liu Kaiwei away, so he couldn’t afford to seem weak on the intimidation front.
And it worked out as he expected. The moment Liu Kaiwei, standing at the door holding a bouquet of flowers, saw Jiang Nian push the door open and walk out, he was dumbfounded.
At the same time, the reporters who had been brought by Liu Kaiwei to witness his and Yang Mi’s reconciliation did as they were instructed. The instant the door opened, they raised their cameras, pressed the shutters, and started snapping wildly.
The glaring flashes went off like stun grenades, flickering at least dozens of times within a single second.
The blinding light forced Jiang Nian to cover his eyes with his hand, swearing, “What the hell are you doing? What are you doing? Stop it right now!”
Hearing this, Liu Kaiwei snapped back to reality. He stared at Jiang Nian in disbelief. “Where’s Mimi?”
“Mimi what? You show up at my house late at night, disturb me, and have all these people taking pictures of me. Kid, don’t you think you owe me an explanation?!”
Jiang Nian was genuinely furious now. He grabbed Liu Kaiwei by the collar and, with a single arm, lifted him a couple of centimeters off the ground, forcing him to meet Jiang Nian’s eyes.
That brooding, dangerous aura he had cultivated while playing “Du Gao” back in the day unconsciously radiated from him.
His cold, fierce, almost cruel eyes locked onto Liu Kaiwei.
He had a clear look that said if you can’t give me a good reason for this today, don’t even think about leaving.
Caught under Jiang Nian’s gaze,
Liu Kaiwei couldn’t help but shiver.
He never imagined things would turn out like this.
But remembering why he had come, as well as the reporters behind him who just loved watching drama unfold, he forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and mustered his courage. “W-who are you? Let me tell you, I’m Liu Kaiwei. You put me down right now and get Yang Mi out here!”
Liu Kaiwei tried to throw his weight around, hoping this would make Jiang Nian think twice.
To his surprise—
Smack!
A sharp, crisp sound. Jiang Nian showed no mercy, slapping him directly across the face. He said coldly, “That’s not what I asked you. I told you to explain yourself!”
Liu Kaiwei was stunned.
Feeling the burning sting on his cheek,
He looked at Jiang Nian in utter disbelief, never expecting him to actually do that.
He hit me? How dare he hit me?!
Click, click, click, click!
The crazy sound of shutters filled the air.
The reporters nearby erupted in excitement.
A popular young star got slapped in public!
You didn’t even need a brain to figure it out—once this news broke, it would absolutely explode!
Because, compared to the messy love-hate dramas of celebrities,
What people really loved to see was seeing these high-and-mighty stars getting humiliated!
“F*** you!”
Realizing his dignity had been completely shattered, Liu Kaiwei flew into a rage. He let out a furious roar, raising his arm to strike back.
He looked fierce, but in Jiang Nian’s eyes, it was just pathetic.
Thump.
Smack!
Blocking with one hand, then slapping with the other.
Like a father disciplining his son, Jiang Nian handled Liu Kaiwei with such effortless ease.
He didn’t even change his expression; the coldness remained. “Explain yourself. What exactly are you trying to do?!”
“Ah!”
Liu Kaiwei didn’t answer, just kept roaring.
He was completely consumed by anger by now.
After all, who did he think he was?
A nepo baby from the Taiwan entertainment scene, a young master.
He had lived his whole life without even his own father or mother ever hitting him.
But today, this guy slapped him twice in a row, and got it all on camera from the reporters.
How could he ever accept that?
“I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!”
