The burly man fell to the ground but didn't stay down; he quickly scrambled back up using hands and feet, but Chu Ge kicked him again, making another "thud" sound.
The burly man got up again, and Chu Ge kicked him in the face, showing no rcy.
"Using my na to con people, you've got so nerve, huh?"
Chu Ge's foot pressed down on the burly man's face.
"Big brother, big brother, I…"
The burly man barely got half his words out when Chu Ge lifted his foot and stomped hard onto the man's stomach.
The man's eyes bulged, as if they were going to pop out of their sockets.
"Now you know to call big brother? What the hell were you thinking? I really ought to twist your head off! Open it up with a knife, and take a good look at the crap you've got inside!"
Chu Ge lifted his foot again and kicked the burly man's chest viciously.
Chu Ge kicked him back and forth a few tis until the man lay half-dead on the ground, gasping for breath, trying to get up but couldn't, and squatted beside him, patting his swollen face.
"Tell , where'd you get my phone number from, and how many tis have you used my na to con people?"
Chu Ge didn't even have to threaten him much; the burly man confessed everything. His na was Wei Dong, and he was with Bao Zhanhai. Although he had heard of Chu Ge's renowned reputation, he'd never t him in person. Once, by accident, he saw Chu Ge's phone number on Bao Zhanhai's phone and secretly saved it.
He did this because he knew Chu Ge was a tough guy and particularly loyal to his friends. He felt that having Chu Ge's phone number was sothing to brag about, a capital for boasting.
This was his first ti trying to use Chu Ge's reputation for himself. Today he lost his wits and did sothing stupid; he thought that even if he really called Chu Ge, Chu Ge wouldn't ignore him considering his loyalty, so he dared to act fearlessly.
After hearing Wei Dong's explanation, Chu Ge felt a mix of anger and amusent. Today really was a weird day with such a ss of things happening.
He checked the ti; it wasn't too late yet. Chu Ge dialed Bao Zhanhai's number to confirm if Wei Dong was really one of his n.
When Chu Ge made the call, Wei Dong was nearly scared to death. Although he worked under Bao Zhanhai, if Bao Zhanhai found out about this fucked-up thing he did, he'd be in serious trouble.
Despite his fear and nervousness, Wei Dong didn't dare to make a sound; doing reckless things often leads to troubles, and now he realized he had only himself to bla for this terrible situation.
What relieved Wei Dong was that after getting a definite answer, Chu Ge didn't expose his stupid actions of the day, but casually found a reason and hung up the phone.
"Big brother, th-thank you, I, I, um…"
Wei Dong stamred, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at Chu Ge, not knowing what else to say and simply gave himself a hard slap.
Chu Ge rubbed his forehead, "Don't rush to thank . Just because I didn't tell Zhanhai doesn't an this is over. You've got so nerve, huh? What would you have done if you hadn't run into today? Were you really planning on ssing with a girl?"
"I... I... yes…"
Wei Dong's gaze shifted for a mont, but eventually, he nodded weakly. At this point, he didn't dare to lie to Chu Ge anymore.
"To you, I'm just so kind of trophy to show off, a tool to help you bully others, right? As long as you bring up my na, you think you can strut around ordering people, right?"
"No, no!"
Wei Dong hurriedly shook his head vigorously, his swollen head resembling a rattle.
"No?" Chu Ge kicked Wei Dong's still-shaking head, "That's exactly what you did! Still saying no?"
Wei Dong fell to the ground again, and then barely managed to get up, not daring to utter a peep, hanging his head in silence.
"I'll believe this is your first ti pulling sothing like this. If you ever do it again, I promise you'll know what regret is."
Hearing Chu Ge's words, Wei Dong nodded desperately like a pounding garlic, "I won't dare, never again."
Chu Ge raised his hand slightly, causing Wei Dong to flinch in fear. Chu Ge, seeing his pitiful state, couldn't even be bothered to slap him. He waved his hand irritably, "All right, get lost."
"Yes, yes, thank you, thank you…"
Wei Dong felt like he had been granted amnesty and scrambled out of Chu Ge's room, carefully closing the door behind him.
With a "click" of the door, Chu Ge sat back down on the sofa, rubbing his forehead wearily, while Chu Shiyao's laughter rang in his ears.
"That was hilarious, that fool actually wanted to call you to deal with you, hahaha..."
After laughing a few tis and seeing that Chu Ge wasn't reacting, Chu Shiyao's laughter soon stopped, and she sat down beside him on the sofa.
"Brother Chu? What's wrong? Didn't you find that guy particularly funny just now?"
"It was alright, pretty funny." Chu Ge turned his head and forced a smile, "That guy's gone, you should go back to your room to rest too, I'm tired and want to sleep."
Chu Shiyao's smile froze on her face, and she asked cautiously, feeling wronged, "Brother Chu, are you still mad at ?"
"No."
"Then could you not send away?" Chu Shiyao gently shook Chu Ge's hand, "Let stay and chat with you?"
Seeing Chu Shiyao's eager look, Chu Ge barely managed a smile, "I know you were just trying to cheer up earlier, and I appreciate that you're trying to comfort now, thank you, really, but I'm just too tired right now and want to sleep."
"Brother Chu, then... if you're tired, sleep. I'll just sit beside you and talk until you fall asleep, then I'll go back to my room, okay?"
"Suit yourself."
Saying that, Chu Ge went back to the inner room, got into bed, and snuggled under the covers.
Lying there, with Chu Shiyao sitting on the edge of the bed, she tried to find various topics to amuse Chu Ge. Although he knew she ant well, he really wasn't in the mood for conversation, so he lay there quietly, as if he was the only one in the room.
He didn't know how long he lay there, but Chu Shiyao started telling him fairy tales, all the while gently patting the back of his hand rhythmically, just like a mother soothing her child to sleep.
At Chu Shiyao's actions, Chu Ge felt a bit speechless and amused in his disinterest, but there was also a warm feeling inside, a sense of coziness and peace.
After ten or so minutes, Chu Ge's heart gradually cald under her soothing voice and the rhythmic patting, not to ntion the surging alcohol effects, which lulled him into a hazy sleep.
"And so, the prince and princess..."
Chu Shiyao continued for a while, and as she finished a story, her right hand, which had repeatedly fallen gently on the back of Chu Ge's hand, finally stayed there. Her eyelids had closed long ago, and as her body tilted, she fell asleep beside him on the bed.
Another morning arrived, and Chu Shiyao groggily opened her eyes, suddenly realizing there was a man beside her, startling her wide awake. Had she not covered her mouth in ti, she definitely would have scread.
Stunned for a few seconds, she quickly recalled the events from the previous night. She had been telling Chu Ge stories and had fallen asleep in the process. Upon opening her eyes, of course, the situation was as it was now; the person beside her was Chu Ge, nothing to be alard about.
Looking closely at the man before her, she suddenly noticed his brows were slightly furrowed, which made her feel a bit sorry for him. He must have been dreaming about sothing unpleasant, still bothered by Qin Ruojing, perhaps?
Sigh, she really let Chu Ge down. Why did she have to be so foolish yesterday? If she hadn't panicked and hid in the closet, maybe things would have been easier to explain.
As she pondered this, she suddenly felt a sting in her hand and gasped. Looking down, she realized Chu Ge's large hand was gripping hers tightly, and his brows were furrowed even more than before.
Initially, Chu Shiyao's first instinct was to push away the hand causing her pain, but upon seeing Chu Ge's furrowed brows, she gently placed her other hand lightly, rhythmically, just like the previous day, on the back of his hand.
If in his dream Chu Ge was holding onto sothing tightly, then let him hold onto it.
Because of her, Chu Ge was displeased in reality; at least now she could make him a bit more comfortable in his dream. Besides, if she moved too much and woke him up abruptly, they would both surely feel embarrassed.
Chu Shiyao continued to pat, and as she did, Chu Ge's furrows slowly smoothed, and the grip on her hand relaxed sowhat.
The initial pain turned into a hard-to-describe feeling. It wasn't that the pain in her hand disappeared; it was more that there was this sense of being needed, however little. She always wanted to do sothing for Chu Ge, and now this seed like a minor effort.
Especially when she gently laid her hand on his, the slight tremors at that mont beca even more intense and noticeable.
Initially, when this feeling erged, Chu Shiyao just felt a bit awkward and sorry for Chu Ge, but over ti she found that she quite enjoyed it. She even thought that if Chu Ge's hand were a little bigger, it would be even better, as it felt so warm having her hand held by him.
Every ti she patted the back of Chu Ge's hand, her hand would tremble slightly, as if she was doing sothing sneaky, worried she might suddenly be caught. She kept telling herself that Chu Ge was just holding her hand, so what was there to be so unnecessarily anxious about?
Even though this was the truth, repeatedly telling herself so didn't have much of an effect on her nervousness.
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