Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 481 - 482: What’s a Doctor Worth?

Chapter 481: Chapter 482: What’s a Doctor Worth?

Lin Su’er and her friends’ faces immediately turned grim. Lin Su’er was rather timid, but her friend was quite bold, and she snapped, "Are you sick? Move it, or we’ll scream for help."

A man said with a grin, "Oh, this little sister is quite spunky. But go ahead and shout. Do you know where you are? This restaurant is owned by my friend. Even if you scream your lungs out, no one will dare to intervene."

These two men, the chubby one named Zhao Lin, and the slimmer one called Wang Xuejun, had some clout. Zhao Lin came from a somewhat wealthy background—not quite as rich as Miao Qingqing, but his family did have tens of millions.

Additionally, Zhao Lin liked to socialize. He knew some wealthy folks and some from the streets. He was indeed very close to the owner of the restaurant, so he usually acted quite high and mighty.

At this moment, Wang Xuejun said, "Little sister, don’t hesitate. Just give a quick peck, and our Brother Lin will let you go. If you refuse, Brother Lin might change his mind, and it won’t be as simple as just a peck."

Lin Su’er’s friend, Yao Juan, glared at them and shouted, "Are you insane? Clear the way, or we really will cry out."

Zhao Lin snorted and said, "Go ahead and yell. You’ve dirtied my clothes; how do you have the right to argue?"

Lin Su’er became somewhat frantic and said, "I already apologized to you, or else how about I compensate you for the laundry expenses?"

"Compensate for the laundry, you make it sound so simple. Do you know that Brother Lin’s clothes are Armani? A piece costs over twenty thousand yuan. They aren’t just something you can wash. Once they’re dirty, they can’t be worn again; they need to be replaced with new ones. Fine, if you want to compensate, just hand over twenty thousand yuan, and we’ll let you off."

"Twenty thousand yuan? Why don’t you just go rob someone?" Yao Juan glared back and screamed.

Wang Xuejun, Zhao Lin’s lackey, spoke arrogantly, "Little girl, if you haven’t seen the world, don’t talk nonsense. Is a piece of clothing that costs more than twenty thousand yuan that expensive? Look at our Brother Lin’s watch, Rolex, more than three hundred thousand. Easily tossing some money around could sustain you for a lifetime. Now choose, either pay up or give Brother Lin a kiss."

Yao Juan was indeed intimidated by Wang Xuejun’s words. She wasn’t familiar with the lives of the wealthy, but she had heard of a several-hundred-thousand-yuan Rolex and knew of the Armani brand, hesitantly saying, "But you can’t just make people pay so much for just a few drops of water."

"Hmph, what do you know? This kind of high-end clothing can’t be washed with water. Getting it wet is essentially the same as washing it, and afterwards, it will become slightly deformed. With such high-end clothing, even a small flaw means Brother Lin, with his status, can’t wear it. But of course, if the clothes end up in your hands, even with a defect, you could still flaunt them as if they were perfect. Here’s the deal, pay us, and Brother Lin’s clothes are yours. This way, it doesn’t sound like we’re harassing you. Twenty thousand yuan, just for a kiss. Even a top-tier celebrity wouldn’t be worth this much."

Yao Juan’s mouth twitched, and she looked towards Lin Su’er. Although it felt like a tremendous humiliation, between paying twenty thousand yuan and kissing the man, she would still choose the latter.

Lin Su’er’s choice, of course, was different from Yao Juan’s. She now belonged to Song Xiaodong, and aside from Song Xiaodong, she wouldn’t let any other man touch her, let alone take the initiative to kiss another man.

Moreover, being Song Xiaodong’s woman, how could she let others bully her? Even if she was usually timid, at this moment, she set her face sternly and said, "You’d best not mess around. My friend is right here, and if I call him over now, you’ll be sorry."

Lin Su’er believed that if Song Xiaodong were here right now, he would have already thrown these two guys out.

Zhao Lin’s eyes bulged with indignation, "Oh, the little girl’s got quite a mouth on her. If that’s how you’re going to talk, then we’re really going to have to settle this. Do you want to compete with us in connections, huh? Today, you either kiss me or pay up, otherwise, you’re not going anywhere," he said.

Lin Su’er snorted, "You’d better not force me."

"And what if I do force you?" Zhao Lin snorted, reached out, and grabbed Lin Su’er’s arm. "Come on, make your choice now. Kiss me or pay up."

Lin Su’er didn’t expect that the other party would actually get physical. She struggled while crying out, "Let me go, let me go, help, somebody help!"

"Keep shouting, just keep shouting. Didn’t you say your friend is very powerful? Then call him over. I want you to kiss me right in front of him, haha..." Zhao Lin laughed heartily, sipping his drink; he was truly arrogant now.

The main point was that the more he looked at Lin Su’er, the more he was infatuated. Kissing a girl like her must feel incredibly good, and if possible, it would be even better to have such a beautiful girl as his lover.

Yao Juan was also panicking. She came over to try to help Lin Su’er, but Wang Xuejun immediately grabbed her arm, saying with a grin, "Sweetheart, stay out of other people’s business. If you’re looking for fun, I can give you a good time, make sure you enjoy it."

Yao Juan cried out, "Let go, let go, we can talk this over. I’m telling you, her friend is a doctor, and not just any doctor—a very famous one, with strong connections."

Zhao Lin laughed, "Ha, just a doctor? I thought you were talking about someone really impressive. Do you know who I’m acquainted with? I know friends from the health bureau, including a deputy director. If I’m not happy, just one word from my friends at the health bureau, and her friend won’t even be able to work as a doctor anymore."

Yao Juan’s face turned pale. As a nurse, she was well aware that the health bureau directly oversees hospitals and that a doctor’s identity is crucial to their livelihood—it was extremely important. Suddenly, she felt truly intimidated; even mentioning Song Xiaodong, the Divine Doctor, seemed ineffective.

At this moment, Zhao Lin chuckled evilly, "Alright, it seems you’re too shy to kiss me, little girl, so I’ll just kiss you." Saying that, he leaned forward and—his mouth reeking of alcohol—moved to kiss Lin Su’er’s face.

In a moment of panic, Lin Su’er didn’t think twice; she violently shook her arm and slapped Zhao Lin hard across the face.

"Smack!" The slap rang out with a crisp sound.

Zhao Lin’s body froze, his face burning with pain. He stared at Lin Su’er in disbelief, then said viciously, "You little bitch, you dare to hit me? Alright, alright, then this won’t be as simple as just a kiss."