Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1019: An Ugly Fool, Also Deserves to be Called Brother by My Sister!

Chapter 1019: Chapter 1019: An Ugly Fool, Also Deserves to be Called Brother by My Sister!

Capital City.

Qin Ruan and Josh walked into the underground bar, encountering many people fleeing with their heads in their hands along the way.

Listening to their terrified screams, it seemed the situation inside was not optimistic.

Following behind, Josh saw a young couple rushing out of the bar; unable to restrain his curiosity, he grabbed the man’s wrist and asked, "What happened inside?"

"Someone’s dead! There’s a dead person inside!"

The man yelled in horror, forcefully breaking free from Josh’s hold, and ran outside with his girlfriend.

Qin Ruan, who was walking ahead, heard that someone had died inside and quickened her pace.

Upon entering the bar, she was drawn to the elegant decorative style, as well as the lighting colors and designs.

The setting here was lavish and cool, with a touch of elegance in the details.

She didn’t have time to appreciate it, as she immediately noticed two groups fighting inside the bar.

The main combatants were a short fat man and a tall skinny man; the others around them were just shoving each other, not really fighting violently.

From the corner of her eye, Qin Ruan saw Qin Mei sitting on the stage, protected by Lu Yichen, Rong Jing, Yin Tianlin, and Fu Ziqiu.

Her elder brother supported his good leg, his hands resting on the leg that had been injured by a light stand, his face filled with sorrow.

Xueqiu dutifully sat beside him, her green eyes warily scanning the people around.

Perhaps it was the twin sibling intuition, but the moment Qin Ruan appeared, Qin Mei looked up and saw her.

Seeing Qin Ruan and Josh, he excitedly raised his hand and waved, "Ruanruan, I’m here!"

His shout, powerful and piercing, almost drowned out the ongoing fight, drawing many gazes toward Qin Ruan and Josh.

Under the brilliant lights, Qin Ruan’s delicate and captivating features appeared even more enchanting and attractive.

Seeing the blood on Qin Mei’s injured leg, her eyebrows tightly furrowed, she strode toward him.

Halfway there, a man with stunning red hair blocked her way.

"Little sister, how old are you? Want to play with us?"

Behind him stood five or six young men dressed in hip-hop style, their hair dyed in various colors.

They all exuded a worldly air, appearing to be in their twenties, obviously older than Qin Ruan, and had a greasy aura about them.

Qin Ruan, anxious to check on her elder brother’s injuries, coldly glanced at the red-haired young man blocking her path.

Her lips slightly pursed, she spoke in an icy tone, "Move!"

The red-haired young man, unimpressed, grinned and stepped closer, "Don’t be so hot-tempered, we just want to have some fun with you."

He reached out, attempting to touch Qin Ruan’s face.

"Slap!"

Qin Ruan swung her hand, knocking away the offending hand, her cold eyes fixed on his greasy face, her expression unyielding as she said, "I’ll say it one more time, move!"

Josh stood by with his arms crossed, watching the scene play out.

In his view, this red-haired lad obviously had a death wish, daring to provoke his little cousin-in-law.

Little did he know, his cousin-in-law’s combat power was outstanding; even he was no match for her.

The red-haired man, his hand still smarting from being slapped, laughed instead of getting angry.

His smile sinister, a repulsive lust gleaming in his eyes, he sneered, "Yo! The lady’s quite spirited. Brother really does want to play with you today!"

With a wave of his hand, the red-haired man signaled his group to step up their approach.

However, the next second, he was knocked flying.

"I’ll knock you out!"

Qin Mei dragged his injured leg, with a less agile body, crashing into the red-haired man, even snatching a bottle from the bar to smash over the redhead’s head.

"Thud!"

The muffled sound of the bottle hitting rang out.

The red-haired man clutched his head, now wet to the touch.

With a furious face and a fierce glare, he barked at Qin Mei, "Shit! Who the hell are you!"

Dragging his injured leg, Qin Mei walked up to the red-haired man and started slapping his face, full of derision.

"You dare to flirt with my little sister, and you think you deserve to be called ’brother’? Which insane asylum let you out! Just a hideous creep, can’t even take a look at yourself in the mirror to see what you really are!"

The enraged Qin Mei, despite being disabled, radiated an intense fury, as if he might burn the red-haired man to ashes right there.

His vehement aura was both imposing and intimidating.

Especially Fu Ziqiu and Yin Tianlin, watching from not far away, were trembling in fear.

Qin Ruan was merely verbally harassed tonight, being called ’brother’ once, and Qin Mei reacted so explosively, ruthlessly smashing the other’s head.

The two young masters, recalling what they had done to Qin Ruan, exchanged a guilty look, a gleam of relief flickering in their eyes.

Especially Fu Ziqiu, thinking to himself that it was lucky he had not flirted with Qin Ruan in front of Qin Mei, otherwise it wouldn’t have been just a crippled leg at stake, but possibly his life.

The red-haired man, hearing that the girl was this lad’s sister, failed to sense the imminent danger, still retorted stubbornly, "Your sister is just my sister too, we’re all just out here to have fun, why so serious?"

Qin Mei, with icy eyes fixed on the red-haired man, a storm brewing in his gaze, spoke threateningly, "Kid, if you want a sister, have your mom give you one! Don’t you dare think about someone else’s sister, not even a touch! Got it?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and forcefully slapped the red-haired man’s head again.

Qin Mei’s eyes were sharp as an eagle’s, intimidating the red-haired man who was starting to feel frightened, a chill running from his feet to his heart.

The red-haired man was not afraid of Qin Mei, who looked even younger than him, but of the broken bottle that had just been picked up from the ground.

The sharp edge of the bottle was now pressed against his throat.

He seriously suspected that any wrong word might cause the sharp glass to slice his throat.

Seeing the red-haired man’s cringing face, Qin Mei sneered, "I’m asking you something, kid!"

The veins on the back of his hand clutching the bottle were bulging, his expression uncontrollably furious and bloodthirsty, terrifying like an eagle’s sharp eyes, filled with a crimson hue.

This savage appearance seemed as if he might explode at any second, ready to directly slaughter the red-haired man.

"I, I—" The red-haired man was terrified, with a ghostly expression on his face, unable to utter a complete sentence.

He had just harassed a woman, yet now his life was under threat.

"Second brother, stop scaring him."

Qin Ruan stepped forward, her hand pressing on the back of Qin Mei’s hand that was holding the bottle.

It was unclear if it was an unintentional act or deliberate, but as her hand pressed down, the sharp, cold-light shimmering glass in Qin Mei’s hand pierced the red-haired man’s neck.

Bright red blood flowed from the wound, staining his clothes red.

The red-haired man felt a stabbing pain in his neck, and realizing his throat had been cut, his greasy face turned pale.

He opened his mouth wide and cried tragically, "Murder! I am dying! Murder aaaah!!!"

The shrill and loud scream halted the brawling groups in the bar; they stood not far away, watching the scene of the Qin siblings bullying, their faces showing expressions of entertained spectators.

They were merely shouting at each other, hassling, without intending to fatally wound anyone.

The siblings before them were extraordinary, directly seizing the life force of their opponent, overpowering and subduing him with sheer dominance, their crisp and efficient method stirring up emotions in the onlookers.

Seeing the red-haired man’s cowardly appearance, Qin Mei carelessly threw the blood-stained broken bottle away and turned to look at Qin Ruan.

His fierce expression faded, replaced by a worried lecture, "Ruanruan, next time you encounter such a loser, just deal with him yourself, teach him a lesson. What trash, don’t they know how to educate at home!"

Qin Ruan slightly raised her eyebrows, her gaze shifting downward to his leg that was injured by a lampstand.

"Your leg doesn’t hurt anymore?"

Thinking about his still injured leg, Qin Mei’s expression twisted instantly, "Ouch! It hurts! It’s killing me!"

He had also lost his temper, rushing forward when he saw his sister being harassed, overheated by anger.

"Meow!"

Xueqiu jumped down from the stage and walked over to Qin Mei, rubbing against his ankle with its body.

Qin Ruan then supported his arm, helping him walk towards a booth sofa to the side.

The sudden change occurred then, as the red-haired man got up from the ground, picked up a bottle from the ground, and charged toward Qin Mei.

He roared, "Fuck you!"

"Watch out!"

Josh, Lu Yichen, and others cried out in alarm.

Qin Ruan looked back, her eyes coldly glancing at the red-haired man attacking from behind, quickly switched hands supporting Qin Mei, and kicked out neatly with her leg.

"Bang!"

The red-haired man was kicked to the ground, his body, by cruel irony, landing on the blood-stained glass bottle that had cut his neck, the sharp glass piercing into his back.

"Ahhh!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream sounded as the redhead’s face twisted fiercely.

He turned to his companions and shouted in pain, "What are you staring at? Hit them! I want them dead today!"

The few young men dressed in hip-hop style sized up Qin Ruan and Qin Mei, estimating whether they could take on the two.

One sibling looked like a frail woman and the other had an injured leg, appearing not very strong in combat.

Seeing their hesitation, the redhead shouted arrogantly, "I’ll give you money! Hit them! I’ll cover anything that happens!"

Upon hearing about money, several young men swarmed towards Qin Ruan and Qin Mei.

Seeing this, Josh and those standing by the stage such as Lu Yichen, Rong Jing, and Yin Tianlin all had solemn expressions.

They didn’t hesitate at all and rushed forward. Without a word, they started fighting, teaching those young men who wanted to harm the Qin siblings a lesson.

The scene turned chaotic, with Josh alone knocking down two men with his combat power.

Rong Jing and Lu Yichen each knocked down one, while the remaining two were pinned to the ground and beaten mercilessly by Yin Tianlin.

Only the disabled Fu Ziqiu stood timidly in front of Qin Ruan and Qin Mei, showing that he too wanted to protect them.

The two groups who had been fighting in the bar earlier exchanged words as if nothing had happened.

The short, chubby man elbowed the tall, thin man he had just been fighting with, "Hey, have you seen these guys at the bar before?"

The tall, thin man looked over Josh, Lu Yichen, and the others, his eyes twinkling with gossip.

He shook his head to the chubby man, "I’ve been hanging out in this bar for years, I don’t remember them."

The chubby man stroked his chin and looked in the direction he was pointing, sharing his opinion, "The guys who charged up later are no ordinary folk. Whether it’s the air about them or their attire, they’re clearly young masters from affluent families."

The tall, thin man nodded, agreeing, "It’s obvious, the clothes they wear have no logos. Look at that fellow with the golden hair, that wristwatch he’s wearing is from one of the world’s top luxury brands. It’s a globally limited edition. If it’s real, that watch is worth one million five hundred eighty thousand US dollars."

The chubby man’s eyes widened, filled with envy. He stared intently at the watch on Josh’s wrist.

After a long moment, he exclaimed enviously, "Awesome!"

Previously hostile, the two men exchanged views, occasionally voicing their envy.

In just one minute, Josh, Lu Yichen, Rong Jing, and Yin Tianlin had all knocked down the redhead’s companions.

Qin Ruan helped Qin Mei to sit on the sofa, then turned and walked towards the messily destroyed fighting area.

She stood in front of the frightened redhead, bending down to grab his collar, her voice cold and low, "Think money is so powerful? Can it buy your life?"

Hearing his companions’ moaning on the ground, the redhead’s face turned deathly pale.

His family was indeed wealthy, otherwise, they wouldn’t be at the high-spending Yejue Club.

For years, he had been arrogant, mostly resolving conflicts through money even if it involved fighting.

But today, he had met his match.