The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 291: I’m a Fucking Tycoon_1

Chapter 291: Chapter 291: I’m a Fucking Tycoon_1

Mo Shaoyun looked at Zhang Xian with a sidelong glance, contemptuously taking in his earnest appearance.

In their early acquaintance, perhaps Zhang Xian had been earnest and unintrusive. However, with time he had become less so, to the point where he seemed to have forgotten the concept of respect completely.

Zhang Xian stared at Mo Shaoyun, a picture of innocence, "Wife, I have no intention of taking advantage of Sister Nan, I just don’t want her to suffer."

With a cold face Mo Shaoyun asked, "Where do you want to touch?"

"Here..." Zhang Xian stepped forward, placing a hand on Mo Shaoyun’s flat stomach, running his fingers over it.

Mo Shaoyun took a few steps back, glaring at Zhang Xian, "What...what are you groping for?"

"You asked where i wanted to touch, right?" Zhang Xian made a face of aggrievement, "I was just showing you, why are you mad at me? I did nothing wrong on you."

"You..." Mo Shaoyun was livid.

What was this man playing at? Did he have to act so weak and vulnerable? If she didn’t know him better, he could really have fooled people.

Zhang Xian rubbed his nose, looking at Mo Shaoyun, "Wife, it seems like Sister Nan is in a lot of pain now, trembling with the hurt. What if I give her a little touch so I can rescue her from the pain?"

Mo Shaoyun turned her head away without answering.

Seeing Mo Shaoyun’s silence, Zhang Xian subconsciously assumed that she had given her consent by default. He helped Sister Nan up, smiling, "Come, Sister Nan, let me touch you a bit, and you’ll be better."

Xiao Nan was quite scared, "What...what are you doing? Don’t touch me."

"Come on! A touch or two won’t kill you." Zhang Xian held Xiao Nan in his arms, deeply inhaling her faint fragrance before unceremoniously pressing his hand against her stomach.

"Zhang Xian, you...let go of me..." Xiao Nan was so mad she was about to resort to violence on Zhang Xian.

Feeling a sudden warm current rush into her abdomen and the heart-piercing pain instantly relieved, Xiao Nan did not throw a tantrum, but stood in surprise taking in the feeling.

Just moments ago, it had been incredibly painful. But as soon as Zhang Xian placed his hand on her, the pain was gone. Could he have been telling the truth when he said a few touches would cure her? If so, he could be a blessing to all women!

While rubbing Xiao Nan’s stomach, Zhang Xian asked, "Sister Nan, how does it feel now? The pain is gone, yes?"

Xiao Nan didn’t want to admit it, but she had to.

Zhang Xian chuckled with satisfaction and suddenly slipped his hand under Xiao Nan’s clothes, directly touching her smooth, flat stomach.

Xiao Nan quickly pushed Zhang Xian away, her face bright red she angrily snapped, "I’m already fine, what are you putting your hand in there for?"

Zhang Xian rubbed his nose, "I was just afraid of a relapse."

"Like hell I’d believe you." Xiao Nan glared at Zhang Xian, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. I’m fine now, I don’t need you to do anything."

Zhang Xian eyed Xiao Nan dejectedly.

Feeling somewhat aggrieved that she was treating him this way right after he’d just cured her. So what if he had ulterior motives? A thanks or a kiss wouldn’t have killed her, right?

Having watched Zhang Xian actually heal Xiao Nan’s pain, Mo Shaoyun was somewhat surprise, "Sister Nan, how are you feeling now."

"I feel much better." After giving Zhang Xian a glare, Xiao Nan confessed, "Even though this man is dodgy, he does know a thing or two. I mean, she was better as soon as he touched."

"That I am." Zhang Xian grinned, turned to Mo Shaoyun and said, "Wife, if you ever feel unwell, let me touch you, and I guarantee you, you’d get well as soon as I touch."

Mo Shaoyun turned her head away, ignoring Zhang Xian. She knew him too well.

...

Having lived in Tiandu for almost half a year now, Cao Ge considered this period the most pathetic in his life.

He felt that he would never forget his experiences in Tiandu, nor that damned bastard Zhang Xian.

Pathetic or not, his hatred had to be avenged, and Mo Shaoyun had to be won over. In his life, there had only been one woman near perfect like Mo Shaoyun, could he just give her up?

After enduring several months of hardships, finally the opportunity to take revenge presented itself - Zhang Xian had offended a powerful figure.

Upon learning of this, Cao Ge immediately drove to Bishui Villa, intending to speak with Xie Wuming.

Though Xie Wuming was the Underground Emperor of Tiandu, Cao Ge was from the respected Cao Family in Yanjing, a real high roller; meeting a gang leader shouldn’t be difficult.

"What do you want?" When a middle-aged man at the gate saw Cao Ge, he coldly asked.

Cao Ge got out of the car assertively and said, "Is Xie Wuming in? Tell him that a man from the Yanjing Cao Family wants to discuss something with him."

"From what Yanjing Cao Family? Get lost." The middle-aged man eyed Cao Ge from head to toe, then dismissively said, "You’re just some skinny wretch trying to meet Master Xie?"

This enraged Cao Ge, "Damn it, I am from the Yanjing Cao Family, I’m bloody rich, dare to call me a skinny wretch?"

"What Yanjing cock and bull family, never heard of it." The middle-aged man was convinced that Cao Ge was looking for trouble, he glared and shouted, "Get the hell out of here, or I’ll beat the stupidity out of you."

Cao Ge was taken aback and quickly retreated, but he had no intention of leaving. He glared back and yelled, "Damn it, you’re dead, you’re dead for sure, I’m gonna see Xie Wuming, and I’m going to make mincemeat out of you, how dare you look down on me!"

"Damn it..." the middle-aged man cursed angrily, took off his leather shoes and charged forward, jumping up and landing the sole of his shoe on Cao Ge’s face.

Cao Ge tried to dodge, but he wasn’t as quick as the middle-aged man, and ended up being squarely hit. He felt dazed and nearly lost his footing, staggering towards the nearby drain ditch.

Springing up from the ground, he staggered a bit, clutching his face and yelling angrily, "You...you dare hit me? You really dare hit me?"

"Damn it..." Seeing Cao Ge still on his feet, the middle-aged man charged at him again, aiming for another hit with his shoe.

This time, Cao Ge wasn’t able to avoid the onslaught and was shoved into the drain ditch by the blow. Immediately, a nauseating smell wafted up and he almost passed out.

The middle-aged man spat in Cao Ge’s direction and disdainfully said, "A guy driving a Santana, claiming to be rich? You think I’m an idiot that’s easy to fool?"

Cao Ge crawled out of the ditch, pounding his chest and stomping his feet in frustration.

He’d been keeping an eye on Mo Shaoyun lately, so he’d gotten a Santana for easy tailing. Out of habit, he hadn’t given much thought today, and had just driven the Santana here.

What frustrated him was the fact that because he drove a Santana, he’d been looked down upon, and even been kicked into a stinky drain ditch. What a pain in the ass!

"What’s going on?"

The First stepped out of a Lamborghini and asked with a frown.

"Brother, this guy claims he’s from the Beijing-based Cao Family, seeking an audience with Master Xie. I didn’t let him," reported the middle-aged man, quickly stepping forward to meet The First.

After glancing at Cao Ge, The First stepped into the building.

Seeing the security guard treat the middle-aged man with such respect, Cao Ge quickly sprang to his feet and called out, "Hey, wait a minute!"

The First turned around and asked curtly, "Are you talking to me?"

Cao Ge noted The First’s cold demeanor, flinched a little, but managed to say, "Yes, I’m talking to you. Damn, is this how you treat your guests?"

The First coldly smiled and retorted, "Do you think anyone who comes knocking is a guest? By that logic, wouldn’t Master Xie be overrun?"

"Uh, am I just anyone?" Cao Ge ranted, "I’m from the distinguished Cao Family in Beijing, are you guys blind? You dare to treat me so rudely, you dare to throw me into a stinking ditch?"

The First asked, "What Beijing-based Cao Family?"

"Can you not be so ignorant?" griped Cao Ge, nearly rolling his eyes, "You don’t even know about the Beijing-based Cao family, I’m beginning to doubt Master Xie’s capabilities."

Enjoying the banter, The First responded, "What relevance does the Beijing-based Cao family have here? We’re thousands of miles away from Beijing, what’s the use knowing about it?"

Cao Ge was left speechless, choked by the response.

Before he’d come here, he’d assumed his background would command respect everywhere.

After arriving, he was frustrated to find that out here in Tiandu, no one knew about the Beijing-based Cao family, and hardly anyone even took the Cao Family seriously.

He couldn’t deny, the experience was rather frustrating. Wasn’t he a wealthy man after all?

The First eyed Cao Ge and asked, "What business do you have with Master Xie? Speak up. If it’s something worthy, I’ll take you to him. If it’s nothing substantial, I’ll break your legs."

"Ah..." Cao Ge swallowed nervously, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. I’m here to see Master Xie regarding the issue of Zhang Xian, I want to have a chat with him."

Upon hearing Cao Ge was seeking Master Xie about the matter of Zhang Xian, The First was somewhat taken aback.

After a moment’s hesitation, he turned around and said, "Follow me."

Glancing at his filthy clothing, Cao Ge’s mouth twitched unnaturally. Approaching the guard, he coldly said, "Damn you, you’re dead meat."

The guard outside saw Cao Ge entering the building and grew worried, wondering if Cao Ge would seriously harm him. Should he run away in advance?

"Master Xie, this man claims he’s from the Beijing-based Cao Family and wants to discuss dealing with Zhang Xian with you." The First approached Xie Wuming, speaking respectfully.

Xie Wuming looked at Cao Ge curiously, "You’re from the Beijing-based Cao Family?"

Cao Ge asked excitedly, "You know?"

"Hmm, I’ve heard about it," Xie Wuming nodded, "But, why would you come all the way to Tiandu? Haven’t you heard ’a local bully is better than a foreign king’?"

Cao Ge was thrown off. He’d thought Xie Wuming would be wary of his lineage, but the retort about local superiority left him speechless. Clearly, he wasn’t cut out for dealing with others.

Xie Wuming chuckled, "Alright! Let’s hear about your grudge against Zhang Xian first."

"Plenty!" Cao Ge replied through gritted teeth, "That chump and I are enemies. Either he dies, or I do."

Xie Wuming nodded, "Alright, tell me your plan, if it’s feasible, I might consider cooperating with you."

Cao Ge hesitated slightly, unsure if he could rely on Xie Wuming.

Considering how formidable Zhang Xian was, even though Xie Wuming was the Underground Emperor of TianDu City, it wasn’t certain he could handle him. If he could, would Xie Wuming have landed in his current situation?

Nevertheless, he was here to seek Xie Wuming’s assistance. One person may fail, but two might have a chance.

After a bit of hesitation, he divulged the plan he’d cooked up in his head.