Chapter 864 - Huo Yingcheng, Yu Bao’er (36)
Wife is Fierce, Don't Mess With Her!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âYo, Yu Baoâer?â
It was clear that the youth saw Yu Baoâer.
He was wearing a leather jacket, and there was an indecorous vibe about him. He looked like a gangster deserving of a beating.
His bald head stung Yu Baoâerâs eyes a little...
The other party spoke in a hooligan-ish manner as he sat down at the table right opposite to Yu Baoâerâs. He even pulled the stool closer, completely ignoring Huo Yingcheng who was seated next to Yu Baoâer.
Huo Yingcheng narrowed his eyes and looked over. Such young gangsters were nothing to him. But looking at the other party, he couldnât immediately figure out what his intention was.
If he was looking for trouble, things were going to get interesting today.
Yu Baoâer set down her chopsticks and drank her soup. âFan Jiang, itâs been a long time.â
Youâre still as despicable as you used to be!
Fan Jiang curled his lips. His âbrothersâ all sat down around him and were gazing at Yu Baoâer with interest.
Only two of them noticed Huo Yingcheng, and wary expressions could be seen on them.
âYu Baoâer, itâs indeed been a long time. I heard that you went to the army and later went to the capital to study in university. How was it? Top student, now that youâre doing well, youâre still able to call out an old classmateâs name, like me. I am so honored!â
The sarcasm in Fan Jiangâs words was unmistakable.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Perhaps he still had a vivid memory of her older brother beating him to a pulp. And it was right after she had dumped him, too.
At the time, Fan Jiang had never suffered such a huge loss before.
He still bore that grudge until now.
âOh, please. Iâve merely graduated from university. Iâm not doing nearly as well as you, Mr. Fan. Looking at you, Iâm guessing youâve become a millionaire from all that protection fees youâve collected?â
Yu Baoâer retorted. Fan Jiang choked and said, âYou...â Then, he suddenly heard a man beside him laugh.
He turned his head and only then saw the man seated opposite of Yu Baoâer.
This man looked quite fierce. Merely sitting there, his tall and well-built frame gave off a terrifying impression.
Fan Jiangâs heart turned weak, but still, he demanded ferociously, âWhat are you laughing at?â
The smile vanished from Huo Yingchengâs face.
Fan Jiang then pointed at him and looked towards Yu Baoâer. âThis is your boyfriend? Your taste has gotten so hardcore these days?â
Huo Yingcheng: â...â
Tsk, this little scumbag. What did he mean by hardcore taste?
Yu Baoâer set down her bowl and leisurely replied, âHow could you put it this way? Is he not as handsome as you, or not as tall as you? Or is he not as good as you? How could you say my taste is hardcore?â
She wasnât in a hurry to deny her relationship with Huo Yingcheng.
Huo Yingcheng first cast a meaningful look at Yu Baoâer. He, too, wasnât anxious to deny.
He could tell Yu Baoâer was scorning the other party.
âGood. Very good.â
Fan Jiang was so furious that he laughed. He slammed the table and got up. âYu Baoâer, Iâll be magnanimous and wonât be calculative with you today. I still remember what happened back then.â
âYouâd be stupid not to.â
Yu Baoâer wasnât someone who could stand to be provoked. Hearing Fan Jiang say this, there was no way she wouldnât talk back at him.
Fan Jiang couldnât stand it anymore. âYu Baoâer, if not for the fact that youâre my ex do you believe Iâll fix you right now?â
These ruffians had no qualms beating up a woman or a child.
So long as one offended them, they would fix that person regardless of who it was.
Fan Jiang felt his tolerance tested to the limit.