I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!
Chapter 399: A Dagger in a Smile_1

Chapter 399: Chapter 399: A Dagger in a Smile_1

He smirked a dagger hidden in his smile, his lips twisted in sarcasm, "What, now that you’ve gained some clout, I’m not worthy enough to sit at the same table as you, you little shit."

"Step back."

"If anything happens to Shen Dong, your entire family’s headed to the crematorium!"

"Yo!" Zhang Feng shook his hand, tilting his head to look at Shen Dong, "The real deal, huh? Trained to bark on command?"

It’s fortune, not disaster.

Shen Dong knew he couldn’t avoid today’s trouble and, bearing the pain in his body, raised a hand, "Thanks everyone, I’ll treat you to a meal another day, let’s disperse..."

"That’s more like it." Zhang Feng said with a smile, glancing at the retreating crowd slantwise.

He felt like a once-respected hero now scorned by dogs, his hand gripping the iron skewer suddenly stabbed forward, "Making such a big scene over a meal, do you really think you’re some kind of boss? Huh?"

Shen Dong’s gums quivered in pain as he glanced at Chen Yuyan, his voice trembling, "No, I am not."

Zhang Feng let out a cold laugh, leisurely picking up a skewer of meat and eating with relish, "You know what you’ve done, debts repaid, compensations compensated, we’re even."

While talking, Zhang Feng seemed to be indulging in the skewers, taking the iron stick out of Shen Dong’s body, "Hurry up and make a call, no matter who it is, have the money brought over."

"Otherwise..."

With a crack, Zhang Feng’s "otherwise" was cut off as a deep blue wine bottle exploded instantly on his head, glass shards flying.

He staggered backward from the blow, and Shen Dong seized the moment to overturn the table, grabbing Chen Yuyan’s wrist and running towards the exit.

The overturned table happened to hit Zhang Feng and also blocked his underlings, creating an opportunity for Shen Dong and his companion to escape.

This prompted the brothers outside to rush into the restaurant, shouting and cursing, beating them up in a frenzy.

Shen Dong felt like he had a narrow escape from death, smiling at Chen Yuyan, "You’re really bold, not afraid of the consequences?"

"My Taekwondo training wasn’t for nothing," Chen Yuyan panted, her gaze darting occasionally back to the restaurant, excited like a tigress, "You were pretty quick on your feet, I was worried you wouldn’t catch the chance to run."

"Oye, if I hadn’t flipped the table to save you, we’d both be finished in that room today."

"Stop boasting, by the way, you need to get your stomach treated quickly, don’t get infected."

"Even if I get infected, I have to see how this plays out. Daring to threaten me, they’re sick of living!" Shen Dong said with a smile, but his mind was on Li Kaiyao, the old man; had he misunderstood Shen Dong’s intentions?

"Shen Dong, is there a problem?" Just as he was pondering, Li Kaiyao showed up.

Li Kaiyao was late, but his timing was perfect. Seeing that Shen Dong was fine, he patted Shen Dong’s shoulder, "You need to prepare some tonics for me, I’m not getting any younger."

"You’ve been through a lot." Shen Dong knew naturally what Li Kaiyao was planning: to force Zhang Feng into a desperate corner, making a false move, and then calling the police to take him down.

But Shen Dong never expected that what Li Kaiyao prepared for Zhang Feng was a trap with no way out.

"Stop!" With a shout from Li Kaiyao, the crowd dispersed.

Zhang Feng stood up, his face bruised and nose swollen, skewers stuck in his arm and belly, in the ultimate state of disarray.

"Li Kaiyao! Come on!"

Li Kaiyao walked up with a cold chuckle, "You really are...unable to break that bad habit, only satisfied when you’re trampled to death?"

Slap slap! Li Kaiyao closed in, two slaps landed on Zhang Feng’s face, "Today, if I hadn’t stepped in, you would have been beaten to death, alas, do you even know how the character for ’death’ is written?"

"You’re insane!" Chen Yuyan felt that Li Kaiyao was taking a huge risk just by listening.

Zhang Feng had his place wrecked, then got his head smashed by Chen Yuyan, and now he also had to endure the humiliation from Li Kaiyao.

"Tell him not to get carried away..." Chen Yuyan hadn’t finished her sentence when a roar erupted; Zhang Feng grabbed an iron skewer and plunged it straight into Li Kaiyao’s abdomen.

Meanwhile, a gaunt man charged forward, kicked Zhang Feng away, and sneered, "Fuck, you mangy dog dare to hit my big bro? Were you raised on shit, got your brains fucked by it or what..."

Such relentless humiliation completely enraged Zhang Feng.

"Don’t move!"

The instant Li Kaiyao shouted out, the iron spike in Zhang Feng’s hand had already plunged into the gaunt man’s belly. This kind of jab wasn’t supposed to cause much trouble, but Zhang Feng could clearly feel the man lurch as he stepped forward...

The step frightened Zhang Feng to the core.

He let go of the spike, and the gaunt man fell stiffly to the ground, a smile seemingly frozen in his deathly gaze.

"Go, let’s get the hell out of here!"

Li Kaiyao, clutching his belly, stepped up to block, "You’ve killed a man, where the hell do you think you’re going?"

"You set me up..."

Woo-woo, the harsh sound of police sirens approached.

Zhang Feng’s eyes flashed with murderous intent, like a cornered lone wolf, frantically swinging the iron spike in his hand. He might have wanted to fight his way out, leaving a trail of blood, but alas, he was out of chances.

Four or five people grabbed Zhang Feng’s arms, rendering him as clueless as an octopus.

"Don’t move!"

"You dare attack an officer..."

"Let’s go." Seeing this, Shen Dong knew all too well that Hai City would no longer have Bowen.

Chen Yuyan’s eyes held a complex light as she stared at Shen Dong’s profile, "Did you arrange this?"

Shen Dong looked back indifferently, pointing at the blood hole on his stomach, "Do you think I’m that desperate? I’m a future billionaire, dying at the hands of some thugs?"

"Hard to say." Chen Yuyan let out a breath, pinching the bridge of her nose, "I’m tired, where are we staying the night?"

Chen Yuyan had once been truly fascinated by gangster movies, and for that she had deliberately studied the chaotic fights in Hong Kong films, having a clear outline in her mind about today’s events.

But she didn’t want to bring it up.

"Is Silver Moonlight not good enough? That’s considered the best spot in Hai City," Shen Dong replied, looking back instinctively.

Without asking further, Shen Dong seemed inclined to confide, "I really just wanted Zhang Feng to be caught, but I never expected Li Kaiyao to be so ruthless."

"Don’t talk," Chen Yuyan gave Shen Dong a sharp look, then turned to get into the car, "I can’t tell what’s real from what’s fake, and I’m too lazy to figure it out. Silver Moonlight, right?"

The two of them headed to the hospital first, where Shen Dong had his abdominal wound cleaned and dressed, then they went straight to Silver Moonlight.

He had hoped that in this place, filled with sensual beauty, he could change his outlook and fend off the bad luck, but upon entering, the heavy scent of blood made Shen Dong’s heart race.

Looking around, the corridor was packed with people, more crowded than the trash at Si Shui Lake.

Their anxious expressions, as they stood on tiptoe, looking ahead...

"What happened?"

Upon seeing this, Shen Dong moved forward and kicked one of them.

"Have you never seen it before, or what? Dragging a damn basin of pig’s blood from so far away!"

Overwhelmed with anxiety, the scene further inflamed Shen Dong’s anger.

Zhou Chengyu, not understanding what happened, was even angrier as his heartfelt gesture was literally kicked over, "Are you sick in the head, what the fuck is wrong with you!"

"I..."

"Get the fuck out of my way!" Zhou Chengyu, furious, flung his arm, kicked away the stool, and stormed out, "Whoever wants to come, come; what a bunch of crap!"