Chapter 86

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In the end, Yang Chen was left alone to return to the street, the dinner Tang Tang had promised ended in a dramatic twist. But the girl had already suffered enough; she had been impersonated and stripped in the restroom, so Yang Chen didn’t expect her to remember the dinner promise anytime soon.

Thinking about it, he realized there was nowhere to eat, and seeing that it was getting late, he drove to the ROSE bar. Everything that had just happened seemed as if it never occurred.

When he arrived at the ROSE bar, there were already many people drinking and chatting inside. The bar had recently changed its atmosphere, playing Mozart’s violin melodies in the hall. Although there weren’t many customers, the ambiance was much better than those chaotic bars.

To Yang Chen’s surprise, Chen Rong, dressed in a waitress uniform, was already on duty.

The pure and innocent girl, after a bath, wore a black and white uniform, which made her look fresh and bright, especially her youthful and innocent face, as white as snow and as tender as a flower.

Seeing Yang Chen enter, Chen Rong called out shyly, “Big Brother Yang.”

Yang Chen knew Chen Rong wasn’t used to it yet, so he joked, “If Xiao Zhao and the others bully you, tell me, and I’ll beat them up.”

Xiao Zhao and the others, hearing this, cried out in protest, “Brother Yang, how could we dare? This is someone you recommended, and the boss personally took care of it. We’re trying to curry favor with Chen Rong, how could we bully her?”

Chen Rong smiled sweetly and said, “Thank you,” then ran to the back to help.

Watching Chen Rong’s back, Yang Chen smiled in relief, then walked into the corridor behind the bar, not knowing what Qiang Wei wanted to talk about, but at least he needed to eat first.

Entering the large bedroom filled with Qiang Wei’s alluring fragrance, he didn’t see her figure.

With his keen ears, Yang Chen soon noticed the sound of water from the bathroom on one side of the room.

Taking a shower?

Yang Chen thought he should go and ask if she needed help, like rubbing a certain part of her body, or even a water massage, or even just an audience to watch her shower.

In short, Yang Chen felt he had many reasons to go in and watch Qiang Wei shower.

He quietly pushed open the glass door. Inside, the steamy mist and the water-drenched mirror reflected a soft light, making the entire bathroom look warm and clean.

Just as Yang Chen was about to approach the shower stall to give Qiang Wei an irresistible intimate touch, he realized something was wrong.

The frosted glass shower stall was splashed with water, but there was no sign of Qiang Wei’s alluring figure...

Tricked!?

Yang Chen turned around sharply and indeed saw Qiang Wei standing at the door of the opposite floor-to-ceiling window, a mischievous smile on her face, looking like a juggler who had successfully teased a monkey.

This woman is becoming less and less adorable, Yang Chen thought angrily, but he maintained a calm expression, opened the shower stall door, and turned off the water, saying, “Qiang Wei, I think it’s better to turn off the water if you’re not showering. Saving water is a good habit.”

Qiang Wei couldn’t help but burst into laughter, leaning back and forth, and finally managed to say, “This time I finally won. It seems the best way to deal with you is to tease you like a pervert.”

“I’ve already said, I’m concerned about saving water,” Yang Chen insisted, sitting on the big bed, lying down, and deciding to change the topic, “I haven’t eaten yet.”

Qiang Wei didn’t press the issue, tapping her chin in thought, and said, “Do you want to try my cooking?”

“Can you cook?” Yang Chen was a bit skeptical. A mafia boss cooking?

Qiang Wei rolled her eyes, walked to a white wall, and pushed it slightly. The wall panel turned out to be a well-disguised wooden door.

When the wooden door opened, a kitchen of about seven to eight square meters appeared, a small and exquisite kitchen.

Yang Chen opened his mouth in surprise, “I didn’t know this place existed.”

Qiang Wei looked at him with a pained expression, “Every time you come, you only do bad things to me. How would you care about my daily life?”

Yang Chen felt a bit embarrassed, smiling awkwardly. He had picked this beautiful flower but hadn’t taken much care of her in daily life.

Qiang Wei stopped there, cleverly asking, “Dear, what do you want to eat?”

“Anything, as long as it fills my stomach,” Yang Chen said, not having any special requests.

Qiang Wei’s cooking skills were surprisingly good. When Yang Chen got a plate of beef fried rice garnished with cilantro, he immediately dug in.

Qiang Wei also brought a bowl of pickled vegetable and egg flower soup, a simple but fitting combination for someone like Yang Chen, who did a lot of hard work.

After finishing the meal, Qiang Wei carefully wiped Yang Chen’s mouth with a wet tissue, like a devoted wife serving her husband, making Yang Chen feel almost boneless.

Then, Qiang Wei tidied up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them, while Yang Chen turned on the TV to watch the news, just like a normal couple at home, both tacitly not saying a word.

After everything was done, Qiang Wei closed the kitchen door, and the time spent eating seemed to have never happened.

Slowly, Qiang Wei walked to Yang Chen’s side and sat down, her body in a semi-transparent silk nightgown naturally leaning against Yang Chen’s chest, adjusting her position to find a comfortable spot, and quietly watched the news with him.

“Thank you,” Qiang Wei whispered after a while.

“For what?” Yang Chen asked.

“I like it when I can cook for you, when I can sit beside you and watch you eat what I cooked, and when I clean up, you sit nearby watching TV. I can feel you by my side, not just me alone in the house...”

Yang Chen affectionately touched Qiang Wei’s cheek, “I like it too. It would be even better if you made more rice.”

“I wish we could do this every day... although it’s impossible.”

“I’ll try to make it possible,” Yang Chen said, “I rarely make promises to women, but you have to believe me.”

“Why do you talk differently since you accepted me?” Qiang Wei looked at Yang Chen with a dazed expression, “Before, you never asked me to believe you because you didn’t allow me not to believe you... Are you afraid of me? Afraid of losing me?”

Yang Chen shook his head slightly, holding Qiang Wei’s delicate hand, “There are no men in this world who are afraid of women, only men who respect their women.”

“But the men under me, they all fear me,” Qiang Wei said, looking straight at Yang Chen.

“Because they are not your men. You are my woman,” Yang Chen said.

Qiang Wei smiled, “This is the real you.”

Yang Chen affectionately pinched Qiang Wei’s nose, “Alright, you’ve heard what you wanted to hear. Now it’s time for you to tell me what you have to say. I don’t believe you called me here just for sweet talk.”

“You don’t even give me time to savor it, how disappointing,” Qiang Wei said, though she eventually sat up and said seriously, “My father sent an invitation, asking me to attend a gathering.”

“Your father? Situ Mingze?” Yang Chen asked, puzzled, “Didn’t you and your father break ties long ago? How does he have the nerve to send you an invitation?”

Qiang Wei smiled bitterly, “This time it’s different. There’s a special guest.”

“Who?”

“The Zhou Guangnian father and son.”

Yang Chen thought back to the information about the underground world of Zhonghai he had learned from Qiang Wei, and recalled who Zhou Guangnian was.

If the West District is now evenly matched between the West Alliance and the Red Thorn, then the East District’s underground world is much more peaceful. Over a decade ago, Zhou Guangnian, known as the “Old Catfish,” had already unified the East District of Zhonghai through arms smuggling and drug trafficking. Over the past decade, he had grown from a pure criminal boss to a semi-legal tyrant of the East District. Even the name of his gang, “Dongxing Gang,” had been changed to “Dongxing Group.”

Zhou Guangnian’s direct subordinates had deeply rooted themselves in the fertile soil of Zhonghai. Compared to Zhou Guangnian, both the West Alliance and the Red Thorn seemed somewhat weak.

A few years ago, before Qiang Wei rebelled against Situ Mingze and established the Red Thorn, the West Alliance’s power could still match the Dongxing Group to some extent. But now, with the West District divided, the Red Thorn was vulnerable in front of the Dongxing.

At this time, the participation of Zhou Guangnian and his son in the small gathering hosted by Situ Mingze was worth deep consideration.

Yang Chen, with a headache, asked, “What do you plan to do?”

“What can I do?” Qiang Wei smiled bitterly, “Even if I don’t give that person face, the power of the Dongxing Group is not something we can currently match. If I don’t go, it will encourage the Dongxing and the West Alliance to join forces against us.” She paused, looking at Yang Chen, “Perhaps because you are here, we can capture the leader like we did with Chen Dehai. But the Dongxing has a strict management system. Even if Zhou Guangnian and his son die, there will still be a large number of Dongxing members to deal with us. We might be fine, but I can’t ignore my subordinates.”

“So, you’re going to face the tiger even though you know there’s a tiger in the mountain?” Yang Chen understood.

Qiang Wei suddenly smiled strangely, leaned close to Yang Chen’s ear, and whispered a few words.

Yang Chen wiped his forehead, looking at Qiang Wei with caution, “You deny being a fox spirit, but it seems you’re determined to be a Wu Song.”

Qiang Wei hugged Yang Chen’s arm, cooing, “No matter what, you must come with me in a few days. I can’t go alone.”

Feeling the soft and smooth touch of Qiang Wei’s chest on his arm, Yang Chen, feeling warm and content, thought it was time to do something. Just as he was about to reach out to the mysterious half-sphere, his phone rang.

Frustrated, he took out his phone and saw it was Aunt Wang calling. The last few times Aunt Wang called, something bad happened. Without thinking, he quickly answered.

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