My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 306 - 208 First Show

Chapter 306: Chapter 208 First Show

"Are you coming with us?" Weiwei stared at him, her face full of suspicion.

"Why should we bring along an extra light bulb like you?"

What do you mean light bulb? As if you two could spark and light me up...

"Cough! It’s late, it’s not safe for two girls to go out alone!"

"What a joke! Who am I? I’m Weiwei Yan, hey! Not safe? I can beat them until they can’t take care of themselves!"

Meng Lang curled his lips.

I believe that, but don’t you know it’s hard to fight off four hands with two fists?

He looked toward Haitang.

"Are you in some sort of trouble?"

"Huh?" Haitang was taken aback. "How did you know?"

"Haven’t you noticed that your complexion is a bit grave?"

"Is it... really?"

"Of course, there is! And look at the landlord; she’s so excited, it’s definitely a sign she wants to start a fight! I bet something’s up with you guys!"

"Scary! How could you tell?"

The two women looked at each other.

Our faces... give it away that much?

Seeing this, Xiao Yu, worried, asked evenly.

"Sister, what trouble have you run into?"

"Hey! It’s no big deal. Just a couple of punks coveting Haitang’s beauty keep pestering her at the bar.

As for something as outrageous as molesting an honest woman in broad daylight, could I, Weiwei Yan ’who loathes evil as if it’s a personal enemy,’ turn a blind eye?

Of course, at such times, I, the protector of flowers, should make my move!"

Before Haitang could speak, Weiwei was already rattling off the situation like a machine gun.

Turns out it’s the trouble of being a beauty...

Meng Lang finally pieced the clues together!

Even if Haitang is a lawyer, against those ruffians with nothing to lose, she’s likely helpless.

After all, reciting Criminal Law can’t scare off street thugs...

"Don’t listen to Sister Weiwei’s nonsense. It’s not that serious. I’m just worried it might be late when we return, it’s safer with company," said Haitang, hoping to ease Xiao Yu’s concerns.

"Then I should come all the more. With Miss Yan’s fiery temper, I bet it won’t take two sentences before a fight breaks out.

Having a mature and steady man like me around would at least reduce the hassle, right?

In such cases, we should primarily aim for verbal education, with physical intimidation as a backup!"

"Hey! I really dislike the way you talk. Why are you mature and steady while I have a fiery temper? I..."

"Hmm! You do have a point..."

"What?" Weiwei looked at Haitang, incredulous and aggrieved.

"I was negligent. With Weiwei’s temper, she could indeed make things worse. So... would it bother you?" Haitang looked at Meng Lang.

"Not at all, not at all. I quite enjoy listening to Lawyer Lin sing. It’s like going to the bar to listen to music, haha."

Enjoy listening to my singing?

Haitang’s face turned slightly unnatural for a moment.

Xiao Yu, seeing this, quickly raised her hand.

"You’re all going? Then I too..."

"No way!" x3.

...

The elevator descended.

"Damn, I seriously suspect you’re here to steal my thunder!"

"Please, the last thing I want is to stand out!"

"Mmm... when you put it that way, I really can’t rebut you..."

Weiwei was at a loss for words. After all, the fellow in question once had a history of being a "masked rider."

Haitang, on the other hand, looked somewhat curiously at Meng Lang.

"Why are you carrying a laptop bag in the middle of the night?"

"Oh! You mean this? Boys have to learn to protect themselves when they’re out and about, prevent attacks from front and back, right?" Meng Lang chuckled and patted his backpack.

This response left both women bewildered.

"Prevent attacks from front and back? Why don’t you just wear a bulletproof vest while you’re at it?"

Weiwei felt this must be his "persecution complex" acting up again...

"Ding!" Just then, the elevator door slowly opened, and they reached the first floor.

Then, the trio saw a man with a surprised look outside the elevator...

"Master Yan!"

Fan Shigang was over the moon!

Brother Meng certainly wasn’t lying!

He said he would bring people down and he really did!

"What are you still doing here?" Weiwei frowned.

She was somewhat helpless with this plaster-like guy.

"We’re about to leave, don’t bother me!"

Fan Shigang’s face stiffened, and just as he was about to say something, Meng Lang suddenly darted out and firmly grasped his hand.

"You know Weiwei? Are you friends? That’s great! Brother, with your physique, you’ve got a presence that’s surely intimidating. I feel an instant connection with you!

Meeting is fate! Come on! I’ll buy you a drink!"

Without giving Weiwei a chance to react, Meng Lang, also looking somewhat bewildered, hooked arms with Fan Shigang and whisked him away.

And so, a party of three must have my Master became a standard four-person thoroughfare squad...

It’s just a contest of who has more people, right?

Who can’t gather a crowd!

...

Gravity Bar.

Amid dazzling lights and intense metal music, the dance floor was crowded with young men and women dressed in skimpy outfits, dancing passionately...

At that moment, two people walked into the bar.

"Brother Biao, can we maybe slow down on the spending? We’ve already burned through over a million this afternoon..." Ah Xing was feeling the pinch.

The Maybach... that thing is freaking expensive!

"If you don’t sacrifice the pawn, you can’t capture the castle! We need to stage a comeback in our social circles, make a name for ourselves again. How can we do that without showing some muscle?

The car is our face!

And besides, the core of what Master Meng forecasted for me was one line! ’Treat money as dirt!’ Got it?"