The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 102: Attacking the Police Station? _1

Chapter 102: Chapter 102: Attacking the Police Station? _1

Dong Qian looked at Zhang Xian, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and appeared a little flustered.

She had wanted to confess her feelings to Zhang Xian during their trip to Shilin Village, and her mother had encouraged her to do so, but she lacked the courage at the time.

Just now, she suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable urge in her heart. Without even consulting her brain, she finally spoke the words she had wanted to say for so long but was too scared to.

However, Zhang Xian seemed to not understand what she meant, and she wasn’t sure if he was genuinely baffled or just pretending to be.

After a moment of hesitation, she again rallied her courage, and said, "Brother Zhang Xian, actually... I really like you, I... I want to be your girlfriend, is that okay?"

"Um..." Zhang Xian took a step back, staring into Dong Qian’s beautiful eyes, and asked, "Qianqian, are... are you making fun of me?"

Dong Qian looked at Zhang Xian, and said seriously, "Brother Zhang Xian, why... why would you think I’m joking? I... I’m telling the truth. If you continue like this, I am going to ignore you."

"It’s not... that... I just didn’t expect you to suddenly tell me this." Zhang Xian, inexperienced in such matters, did not know how to respond.

In fact, he thought Dong Qian was joking. While he denied that he also liked Dong Qian, her unexpected confession made him feel like something was missing.

The images of Zhu Qing, Xiao Nan, Mu Cheng, Qian Duoduo, and other women suddenly flashed through his mind, making it hard for him to make a decision.

Sometimes, one’s dreams and reality just can’t happily come together. Last time when Mu Cheng asked, he had thought about possessing the women around him, but was that really feasible?

"Brother Zhang Xian..." Dong Qian looked at Zhang Xian, her eyes were shimmering with unshed tears.

Right there and then, she started regretting impulsively opening her heart to him. If she’s rejected, she wasn’t sure she would have the courage to show herself in front of Zhang Xian again.

"Are you really not joking?" Zhang Xian asked.

Dong Qian was taken aback, and tears started flowing as she leaned on the balcony railing.

"Ah... Qianqian, don’t cry! I..." Zhang Xian, utterly flustered, comforted Dong Qian with a bitter smile.

"You should just leave! I already know the outcome." She spluttered between sobs.

"Not... that... I..." Zhang Xian, disheartened by Dong Qian’s tears, hesitated a moment before sitting down next to her on the balcony railing, "Qianqian, I do like you. I like your kind nature and gentleness, you’re adorable. But, I promised Mo Shaoyun that I wouldn’t start a relationship with any woman for a year."

"I don’t understand. Be clear." Dong Qian didn’t look up.

"What I mean is, right now Mo Shaoyun and I are engaged. If I started a relationship with another woman, it would definitely affect Mo Shaoyun."

"Then why don’t you break off your engagement with Elder Sister Shaoyun? You two don’t seem like a couple at all."

"I’d love to! But I can’t be the one to bring it up. My master would be furious. It seems like Mo Shaoyun’s grandfather doesn’t agree, too. He has given us a cooling-off period of one year."

"Do you like me?" Dong Qian looked into Zhang Xian’s eyes as she asked.

"Of course, I like you." Zhang Xian nodded, "You’re so wonderful, am I blind to not see it?"

"Then... I’ll wait for you. For a year." Dong Qian hugged Zhang Xian and asked, blushing furiously, "Is that alright?"

"Yes, it’s alright..." Zhang Xian nodded, not wanting to hurt Dong Qian.

Upon deciding that, however, he felt conflicted. Right now he had Dong Qian, but he found Zhu Qing to be nice, and Mu Cheng wasn’t bad either. Even Xiao Nan flashed through his mind.

Unfortunately, he now belonged to Dong Qian, and his feet were in different boats. Would he dare to have several girlfriends? Every man wants to have a harem, but how many can actually achieve that?

"Brother Zhang Xian, I feel so happy right now."

Zhang Xian, moved, subconsciously held Dong Qian’s tender body in his arms tightly.

Initially, he was just genuinely moved, wishing to hold Dong Qian. Later on, he found it hard to stay calm with her beauty in his arms, and he became aroused.

"Brother Zhang Xian, you’re so bad." Dong Qian blushed.

"Umm..." Zhang Xian cleared his throat and said, "Qianqian, I can’t take the blame for that. Who can resist when you are so beautiful and tempting?"

"It’s not that, you have impure thoughts." She countered.

"I’m innocent, alright?" Zhang Xian made a grimace then shifted the subject, "Come on, let brother Xian check how your body has grown."

"No way..." She protested.

"Oh, how can you be like that? I’m just concerned about your growth. Come on, let me take a look." He enticed her.

"No, you’re terrible..." She shot back.

...

With the rise of the red sun, a new day began.

After getting up and freshening up, Zhang Xian came to the dining hall. An enticing aroma wafted out, making his mouth water and stomach growl.

It has to be said, Mama Fong’s cooking seems really good. The soup noodle she made had a unique flavor.

"Brother Zhang Xian, come sit here."

Fong Yu and others were already sitting at the table. The table was loaded with bowls of steaming hot soup noodles, stacks of fried dough sticks, stacks of eggs, and a variety of pastries. It was a feast.

Zhang Xian smiled and sat down next to the table.

Across from him, Dong Qian was eating rice noodles, her lowered head and slow chewing making her look adorably cute.

Maybe it was because despite his persistent attempts last night, Dong Qian refused to undress for him. Feeling a bit spiteful, he decided to tease Dong Qian. They were already intimate partners; why wouldn’t she let him look?

So he secretly stretched out his leg under the table and started rubbing it against Dong Qian’s, provocatively teasing her.

"Uh..." Dong Qian shivered slightly, feeling a bit nervous.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to let Zhang Xian take advantage, but Zhu Qing and others were close by, and she didn’t want to lose control. They had agreed just the previous night that their relationship wouldn’t be made public for the next year.

She sneakily withdrew her foot, not letting Zhang Xian continue his teasing.

Zhang Xian hadn’t had enough fun and stretched his foot out again. However, this time something felt off - why did it seem like there were stockings involved?

Li Peichi, who had been eating her rice noodles, was momentarily stunned before looking at Zhang Xian. Seeing his perplexed expression, she angrily kicked him under the table.

The jerk had the audacity to not sit still during a meal.

"Damn!" Zhang Xian unexpectedly lost his balance and fell backward along with his chair.

Seeing Mama Fong and others looking at him with surprise, he quickly hopped up, smiled embarrassingly, picked up his bowl of rice noodles, and walked out.

Shit, hadn’t he just brushed against Qianqian’s leg? How did he end up touching Li Peichi? She better not think he was deliberately teasing her. He just wanted to mess around with Qianqian.

...

Upon hearing from Wu Dajun that Zhang Xian was in Xiaoxiang District, living in his son’s villa, Buckteeth Zhou became restless.

After getting up early and having breakfast, he summoned his dozen or so underlings, sped out in a Mercedes off-road and two Jinbei vans.

As a boss of Xitan District, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

They soon arrived, and the convoy of cars parked in front of a villa. The henchmen, all dressed in suits, quickly got down and started heading toward the villa.

As the boss, Buckteeth Zhou naturally led the way, his steps exuding an aura of domineering power.

In the morning light, a handsome young man, with a bowl of rice in his hands, sat on a stone stool beside the villa’s gate, leisurely eating his food.

Wu Dajun walked up to the door, sized up Zhang Xian with a frown, and asked, "Boy, do you know someone named Zhang Xian? Does he live here?"

"Zhang Xian?" Zhang Xian looked around and noticed a man with big, protruding teeth. He chuckled internally, "Uncle, are you sure you’ve got the right place? I know Zhang Xian, but he doesn’t live here. If you’re looking for some Zhang Xian who’s good at fighting, then you’re definitely in the wrong place. He’s not here; he’s over there."

Buckteeth Zhou followed the direction Zhang Xian pointed, puzzled, "It can’t be? Isn’t this Wu Yong’s house?"

"Wu Yong who? There’s an old guy living in here!" Zhang Xian replied.

"Huh, has Wu Dajun gotten confused, or does he not know where his son lives?" Buckteeth Zhou frowned.

Rich second generations usually have their own separate villas away from home, just like his son. Occasionally, his son would buy a house outside and he, as the father, wouldn’t even be aware of it.

After a moment of contemplation, he asked Zhang Xian, "This Zhang Xian you’re talking about, he’s good at fighting?"

Zhang Xian nodded, "He’s very good - he can take on ten at a time without a problem."

Wu Dajun glanced at his 10 or so underlings and said, "Okay, give me the exact address of this guy."

Zhang Xian gave a sly smile and rattled off an address.

Without hesitation, Wu Dajun gestured, and he and his men got in their cars and drove off quickly.

While in the car, he recollected that boy’s words and contemplated whether he should call for more men. If that Zhang Xian didn’t have some skills, he wouldn’t dare to act so arrogantly.

"We’ll just go and see. The ones I brought today are all good at fighting; they should be able to handle a kid," Buckteeth Zhou finally decided not to call for more.

Before long, the Mercedes off-roader drove into a street, making him feel something was fishy. Why did this place seem so familiar?

When he stepped out of the stationary Mercedes and checked the address, he looked up only to drop his cell phone in shock, "Damn! This is a police station."

"Damn, that brat lied."

"Son of a bitch, what a gutsy move to deceive us."

"Boss, what are we going to do?"

His underlings were equally shocked. They had driven over all menacingly, only to end up in front of a police station. Seriously, even if looking for trouble, this was pushing it too far.

"What’re you guys doing? What’re you planning to do?"

A policeman walked out, seeing the tattooed men outside the station, he looked scared, "Hey, are you trying to attack the police station?"

"Screw you, we’re just passing by, know what that means?"

Buckteeth Zhou glared at the policeman and ordered, "Damn it, follow me. That brat dared to fool even me. Seems like he’s getting tired of living."