If that kid insists on playing tough, the only thing left is to remove the wheels and dismantle the chassis.
Xue Ruke puffed on his pipe, leisurely tapping the brass tobacco pipe against the sole of his shoe.
Thinking: Kid, our Tang Family isn’t incapable of teaching you a lesson; it all depends on whether we want to or not.
From the old man to the Governor, or Yan Qi and the third generation, if they were serious with you, you definitely wouldn’t benefit; it’s just that the Tang Family is broad-minded and doesn’t hold grudges against you. Also, it’s out of consideration for Jieyou’s sake.
But I, Xue Ruke, am not surnad Tang, and tonight I can’t stand your arrogant deanor anymore. So I’m going to step in as a servant of the Tang Family to deal with you once, set so rules for you, and give you a good lesson.
Rember this, the Tang Family’s doorstep is not a place for you to wreak havoc; and the fourth miss of the Tang Family is not soone you can bully at will!
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The Koenigsegg had been parked outside all night, and Yan Jian couldn’t close his eyes in peace the whole evening either.
Around dawn, he got up quietly, not knowing how many tis he had sneakily opened the window to check.
Jas, although initially fuming with anger, soon quieted down. He either realized the reality or simply got tired, and he just sat quietly outside the whole night.
As dawn broke, Yan Jian understood Uncle Xue’s temperant; he wanted to deal with Jas, but Uncle Xue always leaves room for others. So by this ti, with daylight approaching, to avoid family mbers witnessing, Uncle Xue would definitely get up early, quietly open the door, remove the cane, and let Jas go.
One inconvenience of the old house is that wooden components inevitably creak when moved. Although the window sashes have been maintained, this is ultimately a peaceful dawn, so the slightest creaking sounds rather loud.
She was in her own ho, in her room, stealthily opening the window to prevent Jas outside from hearing her.
She discreetly revealed the top of her head, then slowly raised her eyes outside, like a submarine’s periscope, at the height of the window fra—
Imdiately sensing danger, she glanced and saw Jas standing by the car, coincidentally facing in her window’s direction!
Scared, she quickly ducked back, sitting against the wall, clutching her chest.
In just one glance, her gaze managed to catch quite a bit of information.
For instance, he was standing by the car, stretching his arms and legs, seemingly doing exercises. Although humiliated all night, he didn’t look defeated; he seed to be in good spirits!
And... it seed he deliberately faced her window earlier, and after seeing her eyes, he even winked and smiled at her!
Her heart started racing wildly; she dared not look again and quickly burrowed back under her covers, covering her head with a pillow.
Waiting, hoping, just wanting to hear the engine roar outside, once he’s gone, she’d be safe.
But waiting left and right, and still no sound.
Could Uncle Xue have stubbornly refused to let Jas off easily?
Sighing helplessly, she quietly got up, dressed, and went downstairs.
In her head, she planned how to sweet-talk Uncle Xue, to persuade the elderly not to hold onto grudges, and, while the morning’s still early and the family hasn’t woken, to treat the jerk outside as insignificant and let him go.
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By the ti Yan Jian quietly tiptoed downstairs, Xue Ruke was already standing with his hands on his hips at the gate.
She saw the situation was delicate and quickly turned to look at the car again.
Only the car remained, the person was long gone.
Xue Ruke gritted his teeth and said lowly, "He’s a stubborn one! The car wouldn’t start, so he simply left it here and walked down the mountain himself."
Yan Jian’s heart soared strangely; she couldn’t help but approach the car.
Although walking down the mountain is a bit tiring, it’s not that big of a deal in reality. In modern society, once people get used to cars, even sothing over a hundred ters, they’d rather not walk. It always seed like Jas was sowhat pitiful... But back in the day, when children of her generation were young, grandfather had rules; we had to walk up and down the mountain ourselves, forbidden to use family cars.
Her mind acknowledged this reasoning, but standing by the car, seeing it empty, sohow her nose still stung.
Walking closer, she finally noticed a small note tucked in the car window’s glass.
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