“Honey, get over to the Workers’ Cultural Palace right now with some people—I’m about to get beaten to death!” The fat woman pulled out her phone and made a call.
“Hmph, my husband will be here any second. If you’ve got any guts, don’t you dare run!” After hanging up, the fat woman shot Lin Hai a venomous glare.
“Sure thing, I’ll wait right here.” Lin Hai casually found a seat in the lobby and sat down.
“Mr. Lin, you really should leave for now. Tianhe Gang isn’t someone to mess with lightly.” Zhang Weisheng was starting to panic. If something happened to this Young Master Lin on his watch, he’d have no way to explain it to Young Master Ye.
Little did he know, Ye Ziming would actually be thrilled if something did happen to Lin Hai.
“It’s fine, Mr. Zhang. Don’t worry about it.” Lin Hai waved his hand dismissively.
“Oh, dear…” Zhang Weisheng stamped his foot in frustration and hurried to the entrance to make a call.
“Officer Wang? Some people are coming to cause trouble at the Workers’ Cultural Palace. Would you be able to drop by? Great, great, thank you, Officer Wang. I’ll treat you to a meal another day.”
After hanging up, Zhang Weisheng finally let out a sigh of relief. He just hoped the police station people would get here first.
“Hey, that fat woman called for backup. Aren’t you scared?” Liu Xinqing nudged Lin Hai and whispered.
“Scared my foot!” Lin Hai curled his lip.
“If you’re not scared, then neither am I.” Liu Xinqing shook her little head proudly.
“Oh? You trust your brother-in-law that much?” Lin Hai blinked.
Liu Xinqing gave him a thorough once-over.
“Based on my observations and understanding of you, you’re pervy, timid, and terrified of death. A scaredy-cat like you choosing to sit here calmly means you’ve got some kind of ace up your sleeve. So there’s no reason for me to be afraid either.”
Pfft!
“What are you talking about, little sister-in-law!” Lin Hai nearly slid off his chair. Who’s pervy and timid and terrified of death?!
Damn it, this brat was way too mean. Since when did he have that kind of reputation?
“Hey, little sister-in-law, can you be a little more honest? I’m clearly handsome, dashing, brilliant, courageous—”
“Ugh, ugh, that’s disgusting!” Before Lin Hai could finish, Liu Xinqing clutched her throat and made exaggerated gagging noises.
Lin Hai’s face turned black with anger.
Damn it, wasn’t he telling the truth? She had terrible taste—way worse than her sister!
Screw it, he refused to believe he couldn’t get the better of this little brat.
“Huh? What’s wrong with you, little sister-in-law?” Lin Hai suddenly put on a concerned expression, then clapped a hand over his mouth in mock shock.
“You, you, you don’t mean—”
Liu Xinqing was baffled by his acting and looked up at him blankly.
“Don’t mean what?”
“Xiaoqing, be honest with your brother-in-law—are you pregnant?” Lin Hai leaned in mysteriously and whispered in her ear.
Pfft!
Liu Xinqing nearly lost it!
“What are you talking about? You’re the one who’s pregnant!” She swung a punch at Lin Hai.
“Don’t try to hide it from your brother-in-law. I know you’ve got a puppy love thing going on, and now this… but I won’t tell anyone.” Lin Hai said with a pained expression.
“Ahhhhh! Stop talking nonsense! Who’s in puppy love?!” Liu Xinqing was losing her mind, stomping her feet as she stood up.
“Don’t deny it. I haven’t forgotten why Red Boss cornered you at the school gate. Tell your brother-in-law—is it that bearded guy Liu Zhiqiang?” Lin Hai asked with feigned worry.
“Ahhhhh, I’m going crazy! Like I’d ever fall for him? He’s not even as good as you!” Liu Xinqing grabbed her hair and tugged at it in frustration.
What the hell—she was comparing him to Liu Zhiqiang? Lin Hai’s face darkened.
“And stop slandering me! I was just grossed out by what you said, not—not—” Liu Xinqing suddenly noticed the teasing smirk at the corner of Lin Hai’s mouth and it all clicked.
“Oh, I see! You were trying to get a rise out of me on purpose! You jerk, you creep, you’re driving me crazy!” She lunged at him, pounding his chest with her little fists.
“Ouch! Help! My sister-in-law is trying to murder her brother-in-law!” Lin Hai howled, covering his head.
They were in the middle of their playful scuffle when suddenly, a group of fierce-looking men stormed in.
The people waiting in line to buy tickets felt a chill run down their spines and quickly scrambled to make way.
“Honey, where are you?!” The leader—a short, stocky man with a face full of flesh—roared as soon as he entered.
“Darling!” The fat woman, still sitting on Biaozi, let out a syrupy coo.
“Honey!”
“Darling!”
The short, stocky man ran over and plopped down on Biaozi too, wrapping his arms around the fat woman.
Pfft…
Biaozi’s eyes rolled back beneath them; he nearly passed out.
Damn it—life was just so hard for him.
Lin Hai took one look and thought, What a perfect match!
These two had practically the same body type.
“Honey, which bastard dared to mess with you? Tell me, and I’ll sit on him until he’s dead!” The short, stocky man said, his brows furrowed in anger.
“It’s him, it’s him!” The fat woman suddenly pointed viciously at Lin Hai.
“Son of a bitch, how dare you bully my wife!” The short, stocky man stood up and strutted over to Lin Hai, tilting his head up with a fierce look.
Lin Hai looked down at the fat guy, who was at least a head shorter than him, and couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
“The hell are you laughing at? You think this is funny? You mess with my wife and you don’t even know who I am?”
“Nope.” Lin Hai shook his head, barely holding back his laughter at the guy’s ridiculous appearance.
“Hmph! Let me tell you—my name is Zhu Tu! I’m with the Tianhe Gang, and I’m a squad leader. Go ahead, ask around!” Zhu Tu said arrogantly.
“Holy crap, you’re the legendary Piggy Squad Leader?” Lin Hai’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.
“What, you’ve heard of me?” Zhu Tu’s eyes lit up.
“Your reputation precedes you, Piggy Squad Leader! Who hasn’t heard of you?”
“Screw that—since you know who I am, you still dared to bully my wife!” Zhu Tu grew even bolder, jumping up and swinging a slap at Lin Hai.
“I’ll teach you a lesson!”
Lin Hai reached out and grabbed Zhu Tu by the neck.
“I’ll slap you, I’ll slap you to death!” Zhu Tu’s short little arms flailed wildly, but they couldn’t even reach Lin Hai’s body.
Pfft!
“Hahahaha…” The ridiculous scene sent the whole lobby into laughter.
“Damn it, what are you all standing around for? Get him!” Zhu Tu waved angrily at his men.
More than a dozen Tianhe Gang members charged forward aggressively.
Zhang Weisheng saw this from the side and panicked—if Young Master Lin got hurt, how could he ever bear the responsibility?
Just then, the sound of police sirens rang out from the entrance, and a patrol car pulled up.
Zhang Weisheng’s eyes lit up. Finally, thank God.
He hurried over in quick steps.
“Officer Wang, you’re here!” Seeing Wang Meng stride out of the car with his head held high, Zhang Weisheng finally let out a breath of relief.
“What’s going on here, Mr. Zhang?” Wang Meng asked as he walked inside.
“It’s the Tianhe Gang—they’re trying to cause trouble here,” Zhang Weisheng quickly explained.
Wang Meng, who had been walking with his chest puffed out, nearly tripped and fell flat on his face.
“Wh-who’s causing trouble?” Wang Meng asked, his face full of shock.
“The… the Tianhe Gang?” Zhang Weisheng answered, confused by the reaction.
“Damn your sister!” Wang Meng turned around and headed straight back to his car.
What the hell—was this guy trying to get him killed?
The Tianhe Gang was way out of a small precinct chief’s league! If they didn’t have serious backing, would they have grown this big?
“Officer Wang! Leaving so soon?” A voice suddenly called out from behind him.
