I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 879 A Man’s Promise Is Kept

Chapter 879: Chapter 879 A Man’s Promise Is Kept

From his overly practiced movements, Suizi could feel that he had been planning this for a long time.

Even more thrilling was that their position was directly facing the window, separated only by a layer of translucent curtains. When the wind blew, they were but vague silhouettes.

Suizi pushed him, what if someone came in?

"Yu Tiegen! Do you know what this kind of behavior is called?"

As he tugged at her clothes, he whispered into her ear with a voice that was so seductive it could get someone pregnant, saying those shameless words:

"The person who is so desperate they would lean against the wall to eat porridge, vile and shameless."

Suizi’s mouth hung open, unable to speak.

"I’m gonna make you die of laughter, every insult you have was taught by me, your brother, and now you want to use them against me?"

He chuckled wickedly while his hands were up to no good.

"Come on, let brother give you a hands-on explanation of a phrase, what does it mean when a heifer chases a bull—"

"???"

"So damn eager! Hahaha!"

When it came to sassiness, he was never afraid!

Suizi was both embarrassed and angry, opened her mouth to bite him but was pushed by him, smearing her face with ink.

"My goodness!!! How did you end up like this?!"

Wang Cuihua’s loud voice came through, and the couple stiffened simultaneously.

In his eyes, Suizi saw the foolish look on her own face smeared with ink.

The ink she had drawn on his face had smeared onto hers.

This stuff simply wouldn’t come off.

"Look at your little black face, do you know what that’s called? Farting under the blanket, you reap what you sow!"

"Now’s not the time to show off your weird vocabulary collection!" Suizi was worried about the outside, and also about her face that was now in no condition to meet people.

Before she had the chance to wash her face, Wang Cuihua came in, fuming mad and dragging Jiaojiao with her.

"Where’s Tiegen? Get the weapons! Our child has been bullied!"

Hearing this, both Suizi and Yu Jingting reacted almost at the same time.

They rushed out without a second thought.

Jiaojiao’s ponytail had come undone, her face bore three bloody scratches, and her sleeve was pulled off as well.

Suizi’s eyes immediately filled with urgency.

"What happened to Jiaojiao’s face?!!"

A girl’s face is so precious, what if it left scars?!

"It’s nothing, just got into a fight, they’re in worse shape—Sister-in-law, what happened to your face?" Jiaojiao said nonchalantly.

Wang Cuihua slapped her little behind hard, and Jiaojiao felt doubly hurt.

"Mother! Why are you hitting me?! Am I no longer your treasure?!"

"I’m hitting you! You’re a girl, why are you fighting with someone!? Oh my, these scratches are too deep—Suizi, hurry and bring the medicine!"

Wang Cuihua was so heartbroken she was close to tears.

Suizi got the medicine; luckily, they had the scar cream given by Du Zhong at home, which was both anti-inflammatory and could prevent scarring.

"Which son of a bitch did this? Give me the address; I’ll go give him a lesson on ethics." Yu Jingting’s face was black with ink, furious.

Although he always teased his little sister, she was indeed the family’s treasure. Seeing his own sister bullied like this, his savage instincts were awakened.

"Wasn’t Little Chubby with you? How could he just watch you fight with someone, oh my, this child, thought so highly of him for nothing, unreliable..." Wang Cuihua muttered while applying medicine to her maiden.

"How are we unreliable? Little Fatty took down four guys by himself, and it was me they blindsided. When he saw it, he kicked them straight into the ditch—hey, we didn’t suffer any losses."

"Whether you suffered losses or not, tell your sister-in-law, who scratched you?" Suizi asked.

She knew Jiaojiao somewhat; sharp-tongued, sure, but definitely not a bad kid.

It couldn’t have been for no reason that she ended up in a fight.

"It’s really nothing; I just had a bit of friction with Chen Lun. Little Fatty and I were actually confronting him, but this guy is too sneaky; he even called four helpers. A bad dog’s companions are also bad dogs; Little Fatty knocked them all down."

"Chen Lun... The youngest son from the fourth uncle’s family?"

Chen Lijun’s maternal side of the family, where every child of the same generation as Chen Tong had a name following a similar pattern.

This Chen Lun went to the same school as Jiaojiao and Little Fatty. His academic performance was nothing to speak of, having gotten in entirely through family connections.

Allocating a spot in a key junior high to him was a waste, with poor grades and sleeping through classes. After school, he’d mix with a bunch of little rascals.

In Chen Lijun’s words, he was the degenerate of the family, the sort who should be kicked out of the family tree.

"How did you get involved with him?" Wang Cuihua asked.

Mentioning this incident, Jiaojiao’s eyes dodged, and her words were evasive.

"It’s just some kids’ conflict, don’t worry about it."

"How can we not worry? Today they scratched your face, tomorrow they might disfigure it. Do you think I’m dead?"

Yu Jingting washed his face casually and headed out with his car keys, intending to inquire with Chen Lun.

Exactly what kind of conflict warranted injuring his sister like this.

Just as he reached the entrance of the yard, he saw Little Fatty’s mother dragging Little Fatty out, mother and son pulling at each other as they walked.

"Where are you going?" Yu Jingting asked.

"This damned kid’s been fighting outside, got his head cracked open. I’m taking him to the clinic to get bandaged first, then I’ll come back and beat him!"

"Ah, this little injury, just lick it and it’ll be fine." Little Fatty, just like Jiaojiao, appeared completely nonchalant.

"What, do you have a giant tongue like a pangolin? Try licking the wound on your forehead and let’s see!"

Suizi, having washed up and come out, saw the blood streaming down Little Fatty and felt an even stronger flare of anger.

Chen Lun, that little troublemaker, had been too heavy-handed.

"Come to my place first to stop the bleeding. We’ve got plenty of medicine."

Suizi called Little Fatty in. Freshly medicated, Jiaojiao and Little Fatty exchanged a "swear to die before telling" look, silently communicating in agreement.

Wang Cuihua had just been complaining about Little Fatty, but seeing his injuries, her sentiment swiftly shifted to sympathy.

"This kid is covered in wounds; he definitely took hits for my maiden. Ah, why didn’t you two run?"

"A real man, afraid of these people?" Little Fatty glanced at Jiaojiao’s face and clenched his teeth.

It was his own oversight that got her hurt. After school tomorrow, he’d continue to ambush Chen Lun; he wouldn’t stop until he got that guy expelled!

"Not bad, that’s a real man! I’ll show you a few tough moves later," Yu Jingting said, looking at Little Fatty with appreciation. That’s what being a man is about.

Jiaojiao had been scratched across the face three times, whereas all of Little Fatty’s injuries were concentrated on his upper body. His back had even been hit with a plank, which he had taken in Jiaojiao’s place.

It was clear that he had done everything he could to protect Jiaojiao; otherwise, she wouldn’t have come away with so few injuries.

"Tiegen, stop praising this stinky kid. No matter how I ask, he won’t tell me the reason, so when we get back, I’m going to string him up and beat him," Little Fatty’s mom was almost at her wit’s end.

What if her son continued to misbehave in the future?

"Don’t hit him! I was the one who brought him with me; if you’re going to hit anyone, hit me!" Jiaojiao stepped in front of Little Fatty.

"Don’t worry, I’m used to being hit; it doesn’t hurt at all." Little Fatty tried to console Jiaojiao.

He had promised her not to tell anyone, and he wouldn’t talk. A man’s promise is to be kept.