Chapter 146 No temper

Zhu Fei blushed in the darkness and let the text run across her mind again and again. She had always imagined a man saying such words.

"Stop thinking about it." Zhu Fei whispered to the dark room. She didn’t thought. Her mind raced. She never had feelings for Jia Dapeng. “He’s a playboy.” She thought. “I mean, yeah he’s good to me, but there’s nothing there.” He who gave more than he took loved deep. The one who accepts it can’t confront them calmly.

"Why? You didn’t fall in love with Qin Feng, why would you refuse me so coldly?” The phone’s light pierced the room. “What the hell am I doing to you? Can I change it? Please, don't do that to me." Miles away, Jia Dapeng’s heart was pounding. He wasn’t simply curious about or fond of Zhu Fei. He was starting to fall for her. Zhu Fei had a charm of her own. She was self-reliant, strong, resilient, indomitable and unaffectionate. Most of the girls around Jia Dapeng were delicate and superficial. They didn’t know anything outside the world of makeup and he was tired of it, tired of them. He wanted to find a girl to love, a girl worthy of him.

And he did not expect to be rejected to vehemently. The harder she rejected him, the more determined he became.

It was like a battle pulling the fighting spirit out of rejection again and again. In the process of pursuit, Jia Dapeng came to understand that love wasn’t easy, but damn did he enjoy with it. Even if he failed in the end, he wouldn’t regret it.

Her fingers raced across the phone’s keyboard in the dark room. "Stop teasing me, okay? Stop begging. It’s useless. I just don’t like you. You’re like a badly written villain, coming in here trying to tie me up and kidnap me. I still wouldn’t like you!” Zhu Fei replied, "Don’t send any more messages , otherwise I’ll block you. End of story." She turned her cell-phone off and planted it on the bedside table with a whap.

In the silent night, moonlight skirted through the window and illuminated Zhu Fei’s bed. She tossed and turned, her mind rolling over and over again trying to recall Qin Feng’s figure. She didn’t want to think about him either, but she couldn’t help it.

Jia Dapeng's was also wrestling with his thoughts.

He stepped out of his room in a huff. In the livingroom, his father sat smoking, coughing, and smelling of the clubhouse. A plate of roughly chopped cucumbers and tomatoes sat before him. He’d done this for years. Go out and drink, come home and eat the ‘healthy shit’ to make up for it. It’d almost killed him several years ago.

Seeing his son, Jia Xuan gave a hearty coughy and said, "Dapeng, come here. Let's talk."

Jia Quan was still very serious about Dapeng. His son wasn’t bad, but dandy. He cared about his child. He had his whole life.

Dapeng frowned at his father, but he couldn’t refute him. Tucking away his plan to get to the bar as soon as possible, he stepped over to his father and sat down. Taking his father’s arm, he looked at him and spoke, “You’re not doing so hot these days. Blood pressure, heart disease, blood sugar. Are you sure you need to be drinking? Mom and I are gonna find you dead down here one day.”

Jia Quan bit back a retort and scowled quietly at his son. He was right, but the old man had too many people and too many things to face in his position.

Sometimes, quietly lying on the sofa, he would think about what he was doing everything for. He had already made so much money at the cost of his health. Was it really necessary to save the money for his son if he never got to spend time with him? He’d already missed so much.

That’s everyone’s problem isn’t it? So many people were trapped in this. No matter how clean the people were, as long as they had power in hands, they would meet the same dead end.

“You can’t have your cake and eat it too.” He mumbled.

“What?”

"Have you been making trouble these days?” Jia Quan asked his son, "I never told you what happened last time. Don't think you can be lawless in Tianhe. I may be here, but I can’t guarantee your release every time. That Qin Feng is not just some random guy. As far as I know, the municipal party secretary found me out through the capital. Do you get it? Qin Feng is powerful!"

Jia Dapeng's heart quickened in his chest.

Why was it always Qin Feng? He was just a common dude who worked the nightclub. Why his dad had to care about?

"Dad, you have to help me with this. Tianhe is our territory! No matter how much background he has, we can't just ignore him. Li Faxian kneeling to him had become a joke in Tianhe. It’s shame on you because everybody knows Li Faxian is on your side!"

Although Jia Dapeng knew Qin Feng wasn’t easy to provoke, he thought it could be done. He believed his father could do it if he really wanted to teach the bastard a lesson.

What had his family been afraid of for so many years in Tianhe?

"Dapeng, are you trying to land me in prison? Do you think it's still the same now? To tell you the truth, there’s already an internal struggle. People are staring at my seat. They want to investigate me. The people in the Discipline Inspection Commission are already receiving report letters. If I dare to take action, really take action, I’d be practically jumping ship. And if I go, all our secrets come out.

Jia Quan looked at his son with bare earnest. “Forget the man. Impatience spoils great plans. We’re doing fine, I’ve saved…well…don’t worry about that.”

"Well…” He struggled, “Dad, I'll listen to you. In any case, that our family is safe and together is all that matters.”

Jia Dapeng felt his anger dissipate. Below it simmered a cool lake of exhaustion. He saw it in his father’s eyes as well. He shouldn’t ask for anything. People need to express contentment and gratitude. He was really afraid that one day the cops would show up and drag his father away.

"That’s right." Jia Quan said, "Why don’t you get out there and start working? I can find you a position. Hell, I could even get you a company.”

"Ok, dad."

Qin Feng woke up to Green Snake curled around a pillow beside him. A tiny hammer pounded in the back of his head where the wine had settled. His stomach rolled when he looked around the room.

“What are you doing here?” He thought at the girl beside him. “I put you to bed.”

He stood up and became painfully aware of how bright the room was. Looking down, he saw the beams of morning sun falling sweetly on the girl. He marveled at her for a few moments and then went to the other room. In the kitchen he made a small meal, wrote a note for Green Snake, and pulled a shirt over his head.

The door closed behind him as he left for the Ji Jiangshan’s office.

He explained his arrival curtly. Ji Jiangshan sighed, "You… How did you know it was my guy? Huh? Didn't they say it was Meng?"

Qin Feng smiled lazily, "License plate. Rookie mistake.”

Ji Jiangshan frowned. “Nothing gets past you, eh? No matter. I was just looking for you.”

Qin Feng sat on the sofa and began, "If you want to cooperate with me, there’s no need to talk about it. I'm not interested in getting along with you. Zhao Jun’s already cut three fingers, but he doesn’t give up. He wants to continue cooperating. He offered the Free Man Bar for free, but I refused. I decided to break up with him, and I will not change my mind. If I change my mind and work with you, do you think Zhao Jun would just let it be?”

Ji Jiangshan swallowed loudly. He’d envisioned it very well and wanted to partner with Qin Feng.