NABC Chapter 245 Not Wearing Broken Shoes
Chapter 245 Not Wearing Broken Shoes
Everyone was stunned, not expecting Zheng Wenxin to take the initiative to back down.
But his next words made the atmosphere tense again.
"However, his desire to share his master's burdens is a sign of his filial piety."
Zheng Wenxin's gaze, like the forked tongue of a venomous snake, swept menacingly over the alluring curves of Shen Yourong and Shen Youyou, making no attempt to conceal his possessiveness.
"What does this filial piety have to do with me, Zheng Wenxin?"
He shrugged, a cruel smile curving his lips, the meaning clear: if a dog bites someone, it's the dog's fault.
But the person the dog wants to bite is exactly the one I want to get.
I didn't say it myself, so what can you do about it?
These words not only distanced them from the relationship but also expressed their stance and put Ning Xiuyang in a difficult position.
Chen Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.
He knew Zheng Wenxin too well; that guy was a two-faced scoundrel who would hold a grudge for the slightest thing.
Today, Ning Xiuyang made him lose face by such a big step. He may not say it, but he must have already made a fuss about it in his heart.
He had to do something, or these two would really be locked in a life-or-death struggle.
"Young Master Zheng, Yangzi, we're all brothers. It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"
Chen Lin quickly stepped forward, laughing it off, "This is all Jiang Xianlong's fault! He drank some horse piss and thought he knew who he was! I'll kick him out right now and make him apologize to you, Yangzi!"
As he spoke, he was about to reprimand Chiang Hsien-lung.
However, Ning Xiuyang raised his hand to stop him.
He looked at Zheng Wenxin, his smile becoming increasingly amused.
"Oh? So, Young Master Zheng means that unless you say it yourself, whatever your men do to my woman is none of your business, is that right?"
Zheng Wenxin narrowed his eyes, neither admitting nor denying.
"Since that's the case..."
Ning Xiuyang paused, his gaze sweeping across the room before finally settling on Zheng Wenxin.
He smiled like a devil.
"I'm also very interested in the woman that Young Master Zheng likes."
"How about I borrow it for a couple of days?"
boom!
The audience erupted in cheers again!
This is... a blatant counterattack!
With the way of the people, also treat the body of the people!
You covet my woman, then I'll play with your woman!
Zheng Wenxin's face turned ashen instantly!
The rich young men around him were all stunned.
This isn't just a provocation, this is an irreconcilable feud!
"You're asking for it!" Zheng Wenxin could no longer maintain his composure and squeezed out the three words through gritted teeth.
"Haha, just kidding, Young Master Zheng, you can't take a joke?" Ning Xiuyang mimicked his earlier tone, shrugging. "Your idea is your filial piety, what does it have to do with me, Ning Xiuyang?"
"Pfft..."
Someone couldn't help but laugh.
Immediately afterwards, a low, suppressed laugh rippled through the room.
Zheng Wenxin's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He was severely punished by his own words!
Chen Lin watched from the sidelines, his scalp tingling, but he also felt incredibly exhilarated.
Yang Ge's mouth is truly venomous and despicable; it's like killing someone by hurting their spirit!
Zheng Wenxin stared intently at Ning Xiuyang, his anger almost burning away his reason.
He took a deep breath, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
Suddenly, he abruptly reached out and roughly shoved away a scantily clad, glamorous woman who had been clinging to him.
The woman stumbled and almost fell, but she dared not utter a word of complaint on her face. Instead, she gave Zheng Wenxin a fawning smile.
"OK!"
Zheng Wenxin grinned maliciously, pointed at the woman, and said to Ning Xiuyang:
"I just played with this woman tonight, she's still hot."
"I'll give it to you! You, do you dare to play?!"
His eyes were filled with humiliation and provocation, as if to say: You wanted to sleep with my woman? Here you go! Let's see if you, a ragpicker, dare to take her!
The alluring woman was also quite skilled; she immediately gave Ning Xiuyang a flirtatious wink and said in a high-pitched, coquettish voice, "Handsome, you're so mean~ Young Master Zheng, how could you treat me like merchandise to be given away..."
Her eyes, however, were full of seduction and anticipation.
Being able to serve two young masters at the same time was an immense honor for her.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Ning Xiuyang.
Let's see how he handles this!
Despite Zheng Wenxin's humiliating provocation and the seductive woman's blatant advances, Ning Xiuyang's expression remained unchanged.
He didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.
He just stood there quietly, as if everything that was happening before his eyes was just a boring farce.
Seeing that Ning Xiuyang remained unmoved, the glamorous woman grew anxious.
She swayed her slender waist and moved a little closer to Ning Xiuyang. The cheap perfume she wore mixed with the smell of alcohol was nauseating.
"Handsome, don't be so cold. I... will try my best to make you happy." She stuck out her scarlet tongue and licked her lips, her actions extremely provocative.
Upon seeing this, Zheng Wenxin's sinister smile intensified.
He wanted to use this method to disgust Ning Xiuyang.
Aren't you supposed to be aloof and superior?
Didn't you want to sleep with my woman?
Okay, here's the worst stuff I just finished using!
I'd like to see if you'll touch it or not!
If you touch me, you'll end up like me, picking up my leftovers and lowering your own worth.
If you don't touch it, you're admitting defeat and that you're afraid to take my challenge!
No matter what you choose, you've already lost!
The wealthy young men around them also saw through Zheng Wenxin's sinister intentions, and they all crossed their arms, ready to see Ning Xiuyang make a fool of himself.
"That's a ruthless move; it completely blocks the road."
"Yeah, everyone in her circle knows this woman. She's like a public bus; anyone can get on. Young Master Zheng is just pushing her out here to disgust people."
"Let's see how that kid gets out of this. He'll probably back down on the spot."
Just when everyone thought Ning Xiuyang would be in a dilemma, Ning Xiuyang finally made a move.
He raised his eyes, his gaze lingering on the glamorous woman for a fraction of a second, before quickly looking away as if he had seen something dirty.
He raised an eyebrow, looked at Zheng Wenxin, and a smile that was both innocent and cruel appeared on his lips.
"Feel sorry."
He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"I'm a bit of a germaphobe."
"I don't have the habit of wearing worn-out shoes."
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha! Slut! Holy crap, that's an amazing description!"
"Xiuer, is that you? You're fucking awesome!"
"That's a killer move—it destroys your spirit!"
The glamorous woman's smile froze on her face instantly, and then her entire face turned a deep purplish-red.
"You...who are you calling a slut!" she screamed, her voice distorted.
Ning Xiuyang ignored her completely; his gaze remained fixed on Zheng Wenxin's face.
He took a step forward, his voice tinged with mockery, and continued, "Besides..."
"Who knows how clean these buses, ridden by so many people, are?"
"Who knows... people might have died inside."
"puff……"
This time, even Chen Lin couldn't hold back. He spat out a mouthful of wine, choking and coughing repeatedly, but he couldn't hide the gloating smile on his face.