The wet allure of the beautiful woman next door

That year was my last year of university. Aside from searching for jobs and waiting to graduate, I had practically nothing to do. I rented a tiny room, less than 10 square meters, in the crowded apartment buildings of that southern city known for its beautiful women. It was on the fifth floor, partitioned off from a two-bedroom apartment. There was nothing there except a bedroom; the landlord said it was just a place to sleep and solemnly told me the public toilet was on the first floor, around the corner!

When I was little, my family was very poor. My parents went to work far away to earn money to support us. At that time, I didn't know what my parents were doing far away, and they wouldn't tell us. They just sent money home every month.
And the money they sent back increased month by month—starting with 5,000, then 10,000, then 50,000, then 100,000.
My family gradually became wealthier.
But when I was in my third year of junior high school, several policemen suddenly came to our house.
They told my grandparents that my parents had been arrested for drug trafficking at the border. It was then that we realized my parents weren't working outside, but doing something illegal.
My parents were sentenced to life imprisonment by the local court and were kept in the local prison to serve their sentences. The money they sent home every month was confiscated by the police who came to our house, saying it was illegally obtained and needed to be turned over.
From then on, my family returned to the hard life we had before. News of my parents' arrest for drug trafficking quickly spread throughout the entire town.
I became the object of ridicule from all the teachers and students at my school.
Nobody wanted to be near me because I was the son of a drug dealer.
Wherever I went, people pointed and whispered, saying my parents were drug dealers, our family was a drug den, and I was a small-time drug dealer.
This made me ashamed for a long time. Perhaps because my young heart was hurt by their cold-bloodedness, I gradually became very introverted, unwilling to speak or communicate, always walking with my head down, very self-conscious.
Because my family was destitute, my grandparents couldn't afford my tuition, and I was supposed to start working after completing nine years of compulsory education. But during the summer vacation after my third year of junior high, four thousand yuan suddenly appeared in the card my parents used to regularly send money home.
This four thousand was just enough for my tuition and first month's living expenses for my first year of high school.
My grandparents were farmers, and they had no idea how to check the bank for this money. I was young then and didn't understand these things either. Plus, the neighbors in the village didn't help us, so the money remained a mystery.
My grandparents hesitated for a long time before finally deciding to give me the money to go to high school.
And so, I successfully entered high school.
Every month, a thousand yuan would be deposited into that card, and every semester when tuition was due, an extra three thousand yuan would appear. I didn't know who was helping me, nor did I know the source of this money.
Later, I worked hard and got into university. Due to the increased tuition, the amount in the card was several thousand yuan more each time tuition was paid than when I was in high school.
In university, I came to a new city, a new place, and I also fell in love with a girl in my class—Mu Siya.
She was as beautiful as her name suggested, and I dreamed of her countless times.
But because she was the class beauty, with her good looks and elegant demeanor, she was surrounded by many boys. I, on the other hand, came from a poor family in the countryside, and coupled with my low self-esteem, the contrast between us was stark. I could only express my feelings for her through writing in my diary.
But one day, I forgot my diary in the classroom, and one of my roommates found it. He not only read it but also spread the word that my parents were drug dealers and that I liked Mu Siya.
Soon, the whole class knew, and naturally, Mu Siya found out too.
From then on, I was back to my old high school life. Wherever I went, people called me the son of a drug dealer, saying I was a toad trying to eat swan meat.
In the dormitory, my roommates wouldn't talk to me; they all looked down on me, saying that the money I spent on school and living expenses was my parents' drug-dealing money, and that I would definitely be childless if I used that money.
In class, all my classmates looked down on me because my parents had been arrested and imprisoned for drug trafficking, and no one wanted to be near me. It was as if I were some unforgivable sinner, and I had to face their ridicule, contempt, and attacks every day.
I cried, struggled, and felt weak. I didn't understand why people were so cruel. It was my parents who were involved in drug trafficking, not me. Why did they hold onto this matter so tightly, constantly humiliating me? Why couldn't they treat me with tolerance and treat their classmates as equals?
For me, my entire college life was gray because I endured four years of ridicule and discrimination.
And the goddess I had a crush on for four years never spoke a word to me after that incident, not even looking at me properly.
But I never expected that all of this would change on my graduation day.
Because on that day, the person who had been sending me money all these years appeared.
He was standing in front of a black Mercedes, wearing a black suit and a pair of large, cool black sunglasses.
He told me to call him Uncle Hua and then took me to the car.
It was only after Uncle Hua explained everything in the car that I understood everything.
Uncle Hua was a sworn brother of my father's when he was involved in drug trafficking along the border. He said my father was doing very well in those years, and his business was huge.
But the tallest tree catches the most wind.
A police undercover agent infiltrated their ranks, and due to the agent's betrayal, they failed in a crucial deal.
To protect Uncle Hua, my father hid him in a latrine and then surrendered to the police himself.
Before leaving, my father entrusted Uncle Hua with a favor: to ensure my safety upon his return from the border. Uncle Hua,
having weathered the storm, returned to Chengdu with the money my father had hidden and started his business.
Because of the tight security in the past few years, Uncle Hua didn't dare come to see me personally, so he deposited money into my account every month to support my education and living expenses.
And after years of hard work, Uncle Hua is now quite successful. He's the owner of China Resources Co., Ltd., with a net worth of tens of millions.
But something surprised me: the actual legal representative of China Resources Co., Ltd. is actually me?
That means I'm the real boss of China Resources!
However, I still hesitated to tell Uncle Hua that I knew nothing and that if I were to manage the company, China Resources would surely go bankrupt sooner or later.
Uncle Hua laughed and said it was a promise he made to my father, and that he would handle the management while I would just be the behind-the-scenes boss. He told me to do whatever I wanted and not to be so stressed.
Later, he even helped me buy a car and a house.
But I usually just assisted in the company, driving for Uncle Hua, because I really didn't understand real estate and wasn't very interested in it.
One time, I went out of the company to take care of some business, and as soon as I stepped out of the company gate, I saw someone I didn't expect walking towards the China Resources company gate.
Mu Siya.
I never thought that after almost three years, I would see her here again.
She was much more mature than before, no longer the student she used to be. Wearing a long red dress that revealed her long, white legs, she was more charming and attractive than before.
Three years, she had indeed changed a lot. And I seemed to have changed even more.
Things have changed. Meeting her again, I was just a fleeting passerby… I wanted to greet her, but she seemed lost in thought, so I didn't want to disturb her.
But as I walked past her, she suddenly stared at me.
I smiled back.
“You…you…” She seemed to have forgotten my name, and after a moment's hesitation, she smiled and said, “Old classmate.”
“Long time no see,” I replied with a smile.
She nodded and smiled, then said, “You know our class monitor, Cao Zhenhua, is getting married on the 22nd of this month, right? It's at the Huayang Hotel. I've already notified some of our old classmates. Let's all get together then.”
I smiled wryly to myself, thinking I really didn't know; he hadn't even told me.
“Okay, I got it. By the way, are you here at China Resources for business?” I asked.
She waved the project list in her hand, somewhat helplessly, and said, “Our company wants to discuss a business deal with China Resources, and I'm in charge of it. By the way, you work at China Resources?”
I nodded in acknowledgment .
She immediately looked at me excitedly and said, "What do you do at China Resources? Could you introduce me to your boss? I'm so worried about this business deal; I've come several times and haven't even been able to see him."
"I'm my boss's driver, I drive him around. I'm picking him up from school soon, do you need me to introduce you?" I asked.
I drive Uncle Hua to and from work, so calling me his driver wouldn't be an exaggeration. Besides, it's almost time to get off work, and Uncle Hua is going home with me for dinner, so introducing her wouldn't be a problem, after all, we were classmates for four years in college.
"A driver..." Her expectant eyes immediately dimmed when she heard I was a driver.
"No need, I'll go talk to your boss myself. We can talk another time." She hurriedly finished speaking and walked away into the China Resources building in her high heels, somewhat disappointed.
Watching her retreating figure, I touched my nose and gave a helpless, bitter smile.
I had thought of helping her because she was my classmate for four years in college. Moreover, if I had approached Uncle Hua about this business opportunity, while success wasn't guaranteed, Uncle Hua would likely have given it more consideration out of respect for me, significantly increasing the chances of success.
Now, she herself has given up this excellent opportunity. I doubt she'll even see Uncle Hua; after all, he's not someone anyone can just see at the company, let
alone someone like her who works in sales.
However, I wasn't angry. People are pragmatic; you only receive enthusiasm if you have value. Without value, you're just a stranger—that's the reality of social relationships.
I drove home to get the documents and then came back to the company to pick up Uncle Hua for dinner.
In the car, I asked Uncle Hua about the business Mu Siya had discussed, wanting to know if he had actually met her.
"What? You know her?" Uncle Hua asked me from the passenger seat.
I nodded as I drove, saying, "She's a classmate from before."
"That girl's pretty persistent; she stood outside the office for four hours in high heels waiting for me. But we at China Resources don't do that kind of business. Even though the amount isn't large, the risk of loss is quite high. Her company knows we at China Resources don't handle these kinds of deals, so they sent this inexperienced young girl to try again," Uncle Hua said with a smile.
I nodded, not asking any further questions. After all, I had given her a chance, and she didn't cherish it. Besides, I didn't want China Resources to lose money.
"Xiao Yuan, tell me, do you like her? If so, then I'll agree to let her do this business," Uncle Hua asked me.
I smiled at Uncle Hua and said she's just a classmate, no need to help her or anything.
Back home, I found my old diary from university, which clearly showed my feelings for Mu Siya. I hadn't thrown it away because I'd always wanted to give it to Mu Siya, but I'd never found the opportunity. Perhaps this time, I could take advantage of Cao Zhenhua's wedding to give her the diary and fulfill my long-held wish.
Time passed day by day, and soon it was the 22nd, the day of our class monitor Cao Zhenhua's wedding.
Actually, I didn't have to go, since he hadn't even told me. But Mu Siya had told me, and I knew it wouldn't be right not to go, plus I wanted to give her my diary.
Around noon, I drove to Huayang Hotel. At a bus stop, I ran into a former classmate.
Her name was Tao Yanyan, and her family wasn't well-off. Her father had been convicted of manslaughter in high school. Perhaps because her experience was similar to mine, she was the only one in our class who was willing to talk to me, and we had a good relationship.
I parked my car in front of her, rolled down the window, and said, "Old classmate, get in."
She stared at me, paused for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Zhang Yuan? You're going to Cao Zhenhua's wedding too?"
I smiled faintly and nodded. She got into the car with a puzzled and surprised expression.
She sat in the passenger seat, looked around, and then exclaimed in surprise, "Zhang Yuan, you've made a lot of money! You're driving such a nice car now."
I drove off and turned to her, saying, "No, I'm a driver for a company boss now. He knew I was going to a classmate's wedding today, so he lent me the car."
Tao Yanyan stared at me for a moment, then sighed and said, "Zhang Yuan, you've changed too. You've become hypocritical."
Uh, she thought I was deliberately borrowing my boss's Mercedes to show off in front of my old classmate.
I wanted to explain that the car was mine, but I had already said I was a driver, and if I continued to say that, she definitely wouldn't believe me and would think I was showing off even more.
I immediately changed the subject, talking about her current situation and asking what kind of work she was doing.
She looked helpless and said she had just been fired from her company and was preparing to look for a new job.
I just comforted her a couple of times and didn't suggest that she work at China Resources. I could indeed help her get a good job at China Resources. But I wouldn't do that because I don't think I'm superior enough to dictate other people's lives.
I parked the car in a parking lot near Huayang Hotel and prepared to walk towards the hotel with Tao Yanyan.
She asked me why I didn't just drive there.
I laughed and said it was because I was afraid my old classmates would think I was showing off, just like she did.
Tao Yanyan pouted. As soon as we arrived at the entrance of Huayang Hotel, I saw many old classmates.
They were all gathered around one person.
I had never forgotten this person, because he was my roommate—Qian Feigang, a rich and arrogant second-generation rich kid.
He was the one who took my diary and read it aloud in class, and he was the one who said I was a toad trying to eat swan meat.
I hated him back then, but now when I see him…
I feel quite calm now, perhaps because I've grown up and don't care about those things anymore.
"Feigang, is that Wrangler yours? It must be worth hundreds of thousands, right?"
A group of old classmates surrounded Qian Feigang, looking at the car he had driven in with envy.
"Not much, the whole car only cost a little over 600,000. But it's quite comfortable to drive, not bad." Qian Feigang enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by everyone, acting all high and mighty, and said in a pretentious manner.
"Wow, Feigang, your family is really rich, they're willing to buy you a car worth hundreds of thousands." The surrounding classmates made envious and jealous noises.
"What's so special about that? If I wanted, my dad could buy me a Mercedes worth over a million." He said pretentiously again.
I helplessly watched all this and followed Tao Yanyan towards that direction.
"By the way, Feigang, I heard your dad's company is hiring an accountant. Since we're such good friends, why don't you talk to your dad and let me go?" A girl deliberately puffed out her large, full breasts, acting coquettishly, and said to him, her large breasts intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against his elbow.
"I want to go too, Feigang, we're old classmates, please help us." Another girl said.
As soon as they spoke up, many people around who hadn't found anyone yet hurriedly begged Qian Feigang.
"Getting two or three people into my dad's company is no problem at all, it's just a matter of a word from me. But if so many of you want to get in, then there's nothing I can do, since my dad's company is only hiring a few positions." After he finished speaking, he turned around and immediately saw me and Tao Yanyan walking over, then said with a smile, "Oh, isn't this the son of a drug dealer and the daughter of a murderer? You two actually got together, you're quite a match!"
All the classmates around burst into laughter.
My face immediately darkened, and Tao Yanyan next to me also looked unpleasant.
But she had always been gentle and didn't argue back.
I walked over coldly and stood in front of Qian Feigang, "We're not children anymore, you know which jokes are okay and which aren't, don't you have any self-awareness?"
Qian Feigang's face immediately turned angry when he saw me speak to him like that. But then he suddenly remembered something and laughed, "I remember someone once dreamed of a swan. Alas, in the end, Mu Siya still ended up with me. And back then, I played with her every day, she was practically ruined. Do you still like her? If you still do, hurry up and make your move, tattered clothes are easier to woo."
All the classmates around us burst into laughter again.
I glared at Qian Feigang, my fists clenched. Tao Yanyan quickly pulled me away.
At that moment, I saw Mu Siya standing there, glaring angrily at Qian Feigang.
Qian Feigang clearly saw her too, gave her a cold look, and then smiled and went into the restaurant with the other classmates.
Mu Siya walked towards me, I smiled at her, she nodded slightly and went into the restaurant.
Aloof, as aloof as ever.
Perhaps it was because of my job as a driver.
Tao Yanyan tugged at my sleeve, I nodded slightly and went into the restaurant.
At the door, I took out the prepared red envelope and wrote my name on it.
Qian Feigang and the others were chatting with the groom, Cao Zhenhua.
Tao Yanyan and I went over, greeted Cao Zhenhua with a smile, and handed him the red envelope, saying with a smile, "Congratulations on your marriage."
Cao Zhenhua slightly crumpled his fingers on the red envelope and then nodded politely to me.
"Oh, even the son of a drug dealer has to give a gift, huh? Zhenhua, you'd better watch out, maybe this is his parents' money from drug sales," Qian Feigang said sarcastically from the side.
I was furious and immediately clenched my fist, ready to punch Qian Feigang; I couldn't hold back anymore.
But Tao Yanyan grabbed me and shook her head slightly.
"Come on, Zhenhua, let me show you just how rich this drug dealer's son really is." Qian Feigang took the red envelope I gave him from Cao Zhenhua, opened it, and flaunted the money inside. "Wow, he's really rich, six hundred! You only gave six hundred as a wedding gift to our class monitor of four years? You're shameless enough to give that much. I'd be embarrassed to even come."
"Qian Feigang, are you fucking stupid? You're targeting me outside, and you're still targeting me inside. You're so great, what does your money have to do with me? I'm not jealous of you, and I certainly won't beg you for a single penny." I couldn't hold back anymore and started yelling at him.
I have a good temper, but that doesn't mean I can be bullied and humiliated again and again.
Qian Feigang got angry when I yelled at him and immediately tried to hit me.
Just as I was about to fight back, Cao Zhenhua stepped in as peacemaker. He said we were all classmates, and today was his wedding day, so he advised us not to cause trouble and to happily attend his wedding.
Tao Yanyan also advised me to be patient. I gave Qian Feigang a cold look, and he glared back at me with a haughty air.
The banquet began. Those who were close to Cao Zhenhua sat at his table, as did Mu Siya at another table. Tao Yanyan and I sat below. We were surrounded by complete strangers.
Cao Zhenhua and Qian Feigang chatted and laughed with other classmates at the table above, drinking and playing drinking games.
Tao Yanyan and I, on the other hand, were like forgotten people, eating half-heartedly below.
Later, Cao Zhenhua came down with his bride to toast. He asked what I did for a living, and I said I was a boss's driver.
He patted my shoulder and said I could ask him for help if I wanted to work at his uncle's company.
But I felt there was a strong sense of contempt and smugness in his tone.
I smiled and nodded without saying anything.
The banquet ended lukewarmly. Most things remained the same, especially Qian Feigang—still as wicked and arrogant as ever.
I still hadn't found a suitable opportunity to give him my diary.
Since Tao Yanyan had to leave early, I left the restaurant alone.
Looking at the crowd surrounding Qian Feigang, I shook my head helplessly. I drove my Mercedes out of the parking lot and headed back to the company.
This wedding was quite disappointing. Perhaps it's better to have a classmate like that.
Just as I drove out of the parking lot, the sky turned very gloomy, and then it started to rain heavily.
I hadn't driven far when I saw Mu Siya sheltering from the rain at a bus stop.
I hesitated for a moment but then drove over.
Mu Siya looked at me sitting in the Mercedes, a hint of surprise on her face.
"Get in, I'll take you home," I called to her as I opened the car door.
She seemed a little embarrassed, but seeing how heavy the rain was and how no buses had come, she got into the passenger seat.
"Is this your car?" she asked me in surprise as soon as she sat down.
I paused, thinking that if I told her it was my own car, she would definitely accuse me of showing off like Tao Yanyan did. Besides, I had already told her I was Uncle Hua's driver.
I drove, a faint smile on my face, and said to her, "How could that be? This is my boss's car. He knew I was coming to a class reunion, so he had me drive his car to make sure I wasn't late."
"Your boss is pretty good to you, his driver. Since you've found such a good boss, you should be a good driver for him. If you perform well, maybe he'll find you a legitimate job at China Resources."
Uh, find a legitimate job at China Resources?
Can I say the entire China Resources company is mine?
But she was doing this for my own good, out of concern for me. Receiving her concern warmed my heart.
"Yes, I'll work even harder. By the way, I asked my boss about your business a few days ago. He said it's a loss-making project, very risky to do, but he won't risk losing money by agreeing to let you do it," I said kindly.
She frowned, then sighed helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. We're not college students relying on our parents for living expenses anymore. The higher-ups gave me a task, and I have to complete it; after all, I need to earn a living."
I have to say, she's definitely more mature now, much more mature than the Mu Siya I used to know. Perhaps she's truly felt the gap between school and society. In school, she had a monthly allowance, and many admirers surrounded her; she used to be like a princess, cared for and loved by countless people. But in society, her pride can no longer bring her everything; she needs to struggle from the bottom, to earn money to support herself.
Many college students today simply can't accept this gap between their expectations and reality. While in school, they harbor lofty dreams, believing they'd easily find jobs with monthly salaries of tens of thousands of yuan upon graduation. Some don't even think about their future; they just want to live in the moment, comfortably earning a meager monthly allowance of a little over a thousand yuan. But once they enter the workforce and stop asking their parents for money, they realize that money isn't so easy to earn, and their initial dreams were incredibly naive.
We chatted a lot on the way, and it was a pleasant conversation.
Mu Siya wasn't as aloof or unapproachable as I had imagined. She was just an ordinary girl; I was just too insecure back then, feeling everyone was hostile towards me, and I was too afraid to approach her.
I drove Mu Siya to her apartment complex, and a white Jeep Wrangler parked in front caught my attention.
Mu Siya frowned slightly upon seeing the Wrangler, a hint of panic on her pretty face.
I didn't know why he was so afraid of Qian Feigang. Was what Qian Feigang said at the wedding true? Did Mu Siya really date him before?
Meanwhile, Qian Feigang, sitting in the car, was staring at us with a dark, angry expression, his face almost black.
"It's still raining heavily outside. Let's go, I'll drive you in," I said calmly to Mu Siya, ignoring Qian Feigang's expression, and drove off again.
Perhaps I still had some feelings for Mu Siya, but it was just because I couldn't forget her from the past. Now we're adults, our thoughts are different, and I won't deliberately pursue her.
My driving her in was just out of friendship, a small favor I could easily do.
As for Qian Feigang, I naturally didn't care about his feelings; he could do whatever he wanted, I didn't care at all.
Seeing that I ignored him and was going to continue driving Mu Siya into the apartment complex, Qian Feigang's face grew even angrier. He suddenly drove towards us.
Seeing his crazed and furious face, Mu Siya screamed in terror, urging me to brake.
I panicked too, afraid Qian Feigang would actually crash into us; after all, he was used to being arrogant and domineering, and he was capable of such a thing.
I slammed on the brakes, but Qian Feigang accelerated and charged towards us. With Mu Siya's terrified scream, Qian Feigang abruptly stopped.
The two cars nearly collided, and my heart pounded.
"Qian Feigang, are you crazy? You don't care about your life, but I do! If you want to die, go die somewhere else!" Still shaken by the earlier scare, I was furious and started yelling at Qian Feigang from inside the car.
Mu Siya glared angrily at Qian Feigang in the car.
But Qian Feigang, holding a baseball bat and with a grim face, got out of the car. Standing in the pouring rain, he raised the bat and smashed it against my car window.
Mu Siya screamed, and I quickly ducked to my right, shielding her beneath me.
With a bang, the baseball bat smashed my car window, leaving several cracks.
"Damn it, you're fucking insane!" I yelled at him, seeing the window wasn't broken.
He stood in the rain, his face fierce, and cursed, "I'll teach you a lesson for seducing my woman, you poor bastard! I'm going to kill you today!" He swung the baseball bat at my window again.
"Damn it!" I cursed, yanked the handle, and shoved him out of the car. He stumbled back several steps, bat in hand.
I jumped out of the car, and Mu Siya, sitting inside, frantically called after me, telling me not to get out.
"Are you bitten by a mad dog? Go away and act crazy!" I yelled at Qian Feigang from the rain.
I didn't want trouble, but if he wanted to, I wasn't afraid. After all, I wasn't the cowardly Zhang Yuan I used to be. Uncle Hua has taught me a lot these past two years. He told me not to back down when trouble comes, to fight back, and never to let myself suffer. He assured me he'd back me up if anything happened.
Perhaps influenced by Uncle Hua's subtle influence, my personality has become much more resolute.
Qian Feigang, holding a baseball bat, glared at me angrily. "Fine, you're good. The loser I used to bully now dares to talk to me like that. What the hell makes you think you're so great? You're just the son of a drug dealer, aren't you? You poor loser, today I'll show you just how big the gap is between you and me, Qian Feigang. I'll let you know that in my eyes you're nothing but a bug, and I can easily crush you, you poor loser."
"Say it again, who's the son of a drug dealer?" I glared angrily at Qian Feigang, my eyes red.
This matter had always been a taboo subject for me; I had been ridiculed by everyone because of it before. Now, I wouldn't allow anyone to say I was the son of a drug dealer.
Seeing that I was about to fight him, Mu Siya immediately got out of the car and stood in the rain, trying to persuade us, "We're all classmates, there's no need to make things like this. Zhang Yuan, thank you for bringing me back, you can go now, I can walk in myself."
"You bitch, what do I have that this poor loser can't compare to? Are you being a masochist? You don't want me, this rich and handsome guy, but you want a scumbag whose parents are drug dealers who got arrested." Qian Feigang angrily cursed at Mu Siya, then looked at me with venomous eyes, "Let me tell you, she's my woman. Even if I've used her up, even if I don't want her anymore, it's not your place to pick up trash."
"Qian Feigang, what nonsense are you talking about? Who's your woman? Who's been used up?" Mu Siya shouted at him excitedly.
"Go to hell!"
I clenched my fist and charged at Qian Feigang, punching him in the face.
When I heard him say again that my parents were drug dealers, I immediately retaliated in anger. Who cares who my mother is, I just couldn't take it anymore.
"No!" Mu Siya screamed in fright when she saw me make a move.
Qian Feigang met my fist head-on without dodging; perhaps he looked down on me from the bottom of his heart.
He swung his baseball bat and smashed it into my shoulder, a sharp pain shooting through me. I swung my fist at his face, knocking him back two steps.
My shoulder also throbbed with pain, but I ignored it, standing in the pouring rain, my eyes red, staring at Qian Feigang.
Qian Feigang is about my size. Perhaps I couldn't beat him before, but his excessive drinking and womanizing over the past two years have weakened his body. Meanwhile, I've learned a lot of fighting techniques from Uncle Hua these past two years, so I'm not afraid of him at all. I'm confident I can beat him.
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thing now is his baseball bat. With a weapon in hand, I'm really no match for him. If this stalemate continues, I'll definitely be the one who suffers in the end… "You poor loser, you dare hit me? Okay, you hit me well. I'll beat you into the hospital today, and then smash your car. Let's see how you explain this to the car owner then. I'm going to completely destroy you."
Qian Feigang rubbed his left cheek where I punched him, spat a mouthful of bloody saliva on the ground, and swung his baseball bat at me.
At this moment, Mu Siya hurriedly tried to pull Qian Feigang away to break up the fight, but Qian Feigang kicked her to the ground, where she fell directly into the rain.
"Get out of my way. Don't think you have the right to be arrogant just because I like you. If you dare to interfere again, I'll take care of you too." Qian Feigang cursed at Mu Siya, who was lying in the rain, and charged at me with a baseball bat, his face red.
At this moment, Qian Feigang was in a frenzied state. Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Qingshan Literature] and reply with the number 8 to continue reading the exciting story! No one could stop him anymore. He was a mad dog now, and he wouldn't stop until he had me on the ground.
I glanced worriedly at Mu Siya on the ground, and then looked at the baseball bat that was about to hit my head. I quickly ducked to the left. The baseball bat in Qian Feigang's hand hit the roof of the Mercedes-Benz with a thud, leaving a dent on the side of the roof.
"You bastard, you were so cocky just now, huh? If you're so tough, why the hell are you dodging?" Qian Feigang cursed fiercely as he swung his baseball bat at me again.
I thought to myself, you have a weapon, and I'm unarmed. If I don't dodge, I'll be a fucking idiot.
At this moment, I didn't need to fight him head-on; I was looking for an opportunity to take the baseball bat from him.
Once he was unarmed, I definitely wouldn't dodge anymore; I was willing to fight him bare-handed.
But right now, I was at a disadvantage and could only keep dodging.
I quickly pulled open the car door, and he slammed the bat against it. I quickly crawled inside.
He hurriedly tried to get into the car to deal with me, and when he was halfway in, I seized the opportunity and kicked him hard in the face. He cursed and instinctively tried to rub his face. I seized the opportunity, grabbed the baseball bat from his hand, and then kicked him hard in the face.
After a few kicks, he couldn't take it anymore and let go, trying to dart out of the car.
I grabbed the baseball bat and kicked the car door, the door slamming against him and sending him stumbling back two steps in the pouring rain.
I quickly jumped out of the car, grabbed the baseball bat, and smashed it down on his head.
The situation had suddenly reversed; I wasn't afraid of him unarmed. Now that I had a weapon, I was even less likely to be afraid.
He quickly dodged, avoiding my blow to his head, and I grabbed the bat again and swung it across his thigh. The bat struck his thigh, and he cried out in pain, his left leg buckling to his knee.
Seizing the opportunity, I struck his head again, this time hard, and he collapsed to the ground.
Seeing him lying on the rain-soaked ground, my eyes red, I swung the baseball bat down on his body.
Back in college, when we were roommates, he always bullied me, made things difficult for me, and targeted me because his family was rich.
He also made things difficult for me at Cao Zhenhua's wedding. Now that I have a chance for revenge, I'm not going to let him off easily.
I, Zhang Yuan, don't cause trouble, but if someone messes with me, I'll make them pay a heavy price.
That's what Uncle Hua taught me: don't suffer in silence if you get beaten or wronged. If you're bullied and don't dare fight back, you're no different from a coward.
But before I could bring my baseball bat down on Qian Feigang on the ground, Mu Siya quickly pulled me back. She shook her head sharply, telling me to stop hitting him. If I hurt Qian Feigang, his father wouldn't let me off the hook.
Her persuasion calmed me down considerably.

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