Chapter 89

That car had already driven past, but it reversed back, naturally drawing the attention of Zhang Qiu and Xiang Yufei.

After the car window glass went down, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses poked his head out and said, "Is it Miss Feifei? Why are you waiting for a bus here? Let me give you a ride."

"Don't call me Feifei. I'm surnamed Xiang, thank you!" Xiang Yufei frowned and emphasized.

At this moment, Zhang Qiu sized up the middle-aged man. Unlike most middle-aged men with a receding hairline and a beer belly, he still had a decent figure, the kind that many young girls who claim to be "uncle fans" would like.

Zhang Qiu naturally despised such people. Rich and handsome young men were at least peers, but this so-called "uncle charm" was just an old bull eating tender grass, not just taking away the resources of the underdogs. If rich and handsome young men were the archenemies of the underdogs, then such people were the enemies of the youth.

From his appearance, it seemed he knew Xiang Yufei, so Zhang Qiu asked quietly, "Who is this person?"

"He's the boss of a regular customer at my store. He's seen me a few times and learned my name from my name tag. He's quite presumptuous and quite annoying," Xiang Yufei said.

In just a few words, Zhang Qiu already had a good idea. The regular customers at Xiang Yufei's store could only be women. For the boss to accompany a female subordinate to a beauty salon, the relationship was obvious. And Xiang Yufei saying he was quite annoying clearly indicated that he might have a crush on her.

However, Xiang Yufei had given her first kiss to Zhang Qiu a few days ago, as confirmed by the system, so there was no way she could be involved with him. But Xiang Yufei said he was quite annoying, which likely meant he considered himself a successful man and wanted to keep her as a mistress.

"Calling you Feifei sounds so intimate, hehe! Don't be so formal with me. Get in the car," the middle-aged man said, his face quite thick-skinned.

"I'm not being formal. The bus is fine. Mr. He, you should move on. This is a bus stop, and buses will be stopping here soon," Xiang Yufei said.

"But buses are so crowded. I've heard they can make people cry!" Mr. He continued.

"Private cars can also make people cry in traffic jams," Xiang Yufei said, "Since both can make people cry, I'd rather cry on the bus!" When Xiang Yufei said this, the men waiting for the bus nearby couldn't help but cheer. What a good woman! A true goddess!

"Feifei, don't be like this. I'm just trying to help! Is this your brother?" Mr. He said, "Little brother, do you want a ride?"

"Go away. Sister Feifei said she'd rather cry on the bus. Can't you understand that?" Zhang Qiu had already seen this middle-aged man as an enemy of the youth. Seeing his thick-skinned and shameless behavior, he naturally wouldn't show him any respect.

Being rejected like this, Mr. He's face suddenly turned red: "I'm trying to help you, and you treat me like this? Xiang Yufei, you're not getting in the car, right? Fine."

"Damn! Who do you think you are? We already said we don't need your help, yet you still cling on. Is this how you help people? You even have the nerve to say you're trying to help, and now you're threatening us! You must be a pervert! Who doesn't know what you're up to?" Zhang Qiu was instantly furious. What kind of person are you? I'm right here, and you dare to threaten my Sister Feifei?

When Xiang Yufei heard Zhang Qiu's curses, she felt a great sense of relief. Mr. He was also a customer at Fangfei Yiren, and as a team leader, Xiang Yufei couldn't confront him directly, so she could only avoid him. But she had long wanted to curse him like Zhang Qiu did!

Can a girl's nickname be called by just anyone? If it's a close friend, it's fine, but for a presumptuous middle-aged man to call a girl by her nickname, it's too shameless. Trying to force a relationship isn't done this way! And saying he's helping, but who helps like this, clinging on so shamelessly? Isn't it just to make her owe him a favor and feel inferior?

"Young man! Watch your mouth!" Being cursed like this, the man's face turned dark. Anyone would be angry when cursed like this. Is your Sister Feifei a princess or empress that no one can call her name?

"Feifei, you need to teach your brother better, so he doesn't get into trouble with his mouth," the middle-aged man said to Xiang Yufei with a serious tone.

"I don't need your advice. But let me tell you something: learn to respect others, or people will say you're old and disrespectful, not knowing your place. My Sister Feifei isn't familiar with you, yet you insist on calling her by her nickname. Are you this 'polite'? Do your family know? Don't think you're great just because you have a BMW, thinking all girls will follow you! Don't you watch too much 'Do Not Disturb' and become brainwashed?" Zhang Qiu said.

The middle-aged man finally lost his temper: "Kid, are you looking for a fight? Xiang Yufei, is your brother intentionally provoking me? You'll regret it! A BMW isn't that great, but can you afford one?"

"I can't afford it, and I don't want it. Your car is just a few hundred thousand, is it worth more than a bus?" Xiang Yufei retorted. On the internet, there's a joke: I go to work every day in a car worth millions, with long-term stable cooperation with world-class companies like Xia Guo Mobile and Xia Guo Bank... This BMW depends on the model, and this one might not even be worth more than a bus.

"Every day, you squeeze onto a bus and smell the stench of men, and you're not disgusted? You're just a slut! Pretending to be high and mighty?" This curse finally tore off the mask.

"You..." Xiang Yufei was so angry she couldn't speak, and she instantly pulled a small white cabbage from her bag and threw it at his face. The middle-aged man instinctively dodged, but the cabbage still hit his back.

Zhang Qiu was even more ruthless, directly pulling a fist-sized potato from his bag and cursing, "Damn, you dare to curse Sister Feifei!"

He threw it hard at the man's head. Zhang Qiu's throw was fast, accurate, and powerful, hitting the man's head before he could react.

The force was so great that his head made a loud "thud," and the potato burst. The middle-aged man, as if in a concussion, fell back into the seat and fainted.

Damn, this seems to have gone too far. Is he dead? Zhang Qiu felt he had hit too hard, as the potato had burst.

Some of the onlookers also felt the situation was getting out of hand, and someone secretly called the police.

Xiang Yufei couldn't help but laugh and say, "You brat, couldn't you have used something else? What if you really killed him? He's despicable, but he doesn't deserve to die."

Zhang Qiu rubbed his head and smiled, "Wasn't I too angry just now? He cursed you like that, I couldn't bear it! Don't worry, if I killed him, it's on me, and it won't involve you."

"Naive kid," Xiang Yufei said. She felt a mix of bitterness and sweetness in her heart.

Zhang Qiu wouldn't really let the middle-aged man die. Now that he had vented his anger, he put his bag on the ground, walked to the BMW, and reached out to feel the man's carotid artery.

After a quick examination, Zhang Qiu massaged a few acupoints, and the middle-aged man woke up, thanks to Zhang Qiu's expertise in first aid.

However, as soon as the man woke up, he clutched his head and shouted in pain.

Seeing Zhang Qiu in front of him, he said angrily, "Kid, you dared to hit me, you're dead!"

"Uh..." Zhang Qiu was speechless and didn't want to argue with him.

"Zhang Qiu, let's go!" Xiang Yufei didn't want to cause trouble. Although it felt good to vent, staying longer would bring more trouble. She had already noticed someone calling the police.

Hearing Xiang Yufei's words, Zhang Qiu ignored Mr. He and turned back to the sidewalk.

"Damn! If you two have the guts, don't run!" Mr. He shouted.

Zhang Qiu was about to leave, but hearing Mr. He's words, it seemed he still wanted to take revenge. If that was the case, it would be better to deal with him today so he wouldn't dare to harass Xiang Yufei again. After all, Xiang Yufei had to work, and he knew her workplace. If he really wanted to cause trouble, it would be too easy.

"Fine! I want to see what you can do! Draw your line today!" Zhang Qiu's voice wasn't as loud, but his气势 was even stronger.

Xiang Yufei pulled Zhang Qiu, "Zhang Qiu, let's go, someone has called the police."

"Even if the police come, I'm not afraid. I might as well skip class and take the exam directly!" Zhang Qiu whispered, smiling to reassure Xiang Yufei.

Xiang Yufei was impressed by Zhang Qiu. She had never seen anyone skip class like this. But she knew it was absolutely not right. Being taken to the police station could bring devastating public pressure, and for a student, the entertainment pressure would be even greater, possibly ruining a person.

However, she didn't know that Zhang Qiu had been to the police station several times, and although it had brought him significant public pressure, he had eventually managed to resolve it.

"Fine! If you have the guts, we'll see if you still have them in a bit!" Mr. He said, starting to make a call.

"Hello, Brother Long! I've been hit... Can you call some brothers to help? I'll pay ten thousand for cigarettes! Alright, see you there." Mr. He hung up.

Zhang Qiu realized that Mr. He was probably calling people to beat him up. But only ten thousand? That's too little, isn't it? Is he looking down on me?

With such a low fee, they definitely wouldn't be experts. Zhang Qiu instantly felt uninterested.

"That's all you've got..." Zhang Qiu laughed, not taking it seriously. Xiang Yufei, however, was a bit nervous, pulling Zhang Qiu's sleeve. She didn't expect that a simple car ride issue would escalate to this point.

"Hmph, don't cry later," Mr. He said coldly. (To be continued)