NABC Chapter 258: 259: Misunderstanding
Chapter 258: 259: Misunderstanding
Chapter 258: Chapter 259: Misunderstanding
“Junru Hotel?!” Lan Yudie panicked upon hearing this, forcing herself to calm down, “What did you see?”
“I saw everything!” Xiao Han snorted coldly, saying, “Actually, this has nothing to do with me. Where you went, what you did, it’s none of my business. I just find such behavior particularly disgusting. Anyway, I’m leaving.”
After speaking, Xiao Han turned and walked away.
Lan Yudie trembled all over, stifling a nameless rage that burned deep inside her.
“Stop!!” Suddenly, a hysterical roar erupted.
The hallway seemed to explode with the sound of thunder.
Xiao Han’s steps halted at once, and he slowly turned around to see Lan Yudie a few meters away. Her angry eyes fixated on Xiao Han, to his shock, he saw tears brimming in her eyes—tears of injustice, anger, and hatred.
“I never thought that in your heart, I would be such a person,” Lan Yudie cried bitterly.
Xiao Han was stunned. Indeed, he hadn’t expected that his words would cause such severe harm to Lan Yudie. He was suddenly filled with regret, regret that he shouldn’t have spoken those words, regret that he acted so impulsively, so offensively.
A woman’s tears, a man’s sin.
Xiao Han deeply felt that he had sinned, making a girl as delicate as a flower cry, was in itself an immoral act.
“I’m sorry, I...” Xiao Han finally lowered his proud head, then said, “I shouldn’t have said that.”
“No!” Lan Yudie glared at Xiao Han, biting back her words coldly, “I now realize that the shameful, vile, hateful woman you spoke of is me. Right?”
“I...” Xiao Han hesitated.
“You think I’m selling my body at Junru Hotel, you think I’m trading my soul, selling my youth, right?” Lan Yudie coldly questioned him, moving closer to Xiao Han as she spoke.
Lan Yudie stood in front of Xiao Han, deliberately suppressing her inner madness, her voice trembling, “Is this the ‘me’ in your heart? Right?”
“No!” Xiao Han shook his head urgently, explaining, “I was only...”
“Only what?” Lan Yudie scoffed, saying, “Just that you didn’t put it harshly enough? Or just that you’re frustrated you didn’t catch any evidence?”
“No,” Xiao Han said, head lowered.
“Enough!” Lan Yudie roared angrily, “Xiao Han, you will pay the price for what you said today!!”
After speaking, Lan Yudie strode away.
As Lan Yudie brushed past Xiao Han, he reached out to embrace her, and boldly pulled her into his arms. Holding her tightly, this was the boldest move Xiao Han had ever made—he had actually taken Lan Yudie into his arms, he had dared to embrace an angry lioness.
“Let me go!” Lan Yudie cursed angrily, “Weren’t you calling me shameless? Didn’t you label me a whore?!”
“No!” Xiao Han shook his head, saying, “It’s just that I, who lack courage, happened to fall for you, who have it. The cowardly me could only chase after shadows. I cared too much for you, I shouldn’t have spoken recklessly, making mountains out of molehills.”
That night, Xiao Han was intent on drowning his sorrows. Bottle after bottle, there was no stopping him.
“Bro, bro, take it easy on the drinks,” Liu Bin, wearing a duckbill cap and dressed in black clothes, suggested with a hint of Korean fashion.
“Xiao Han, you should slow down,” Zhang Dagou also urged.
Not even half an hour passed, and that kid Xiao Han had polished off a crate of beer. Holy crap, was his drinking pace a bit too fast? Not even an immortal could handle that, let alone a mere mortal!
“I’m fine, a little beer can’t bring me down,” Xiao Han laughed.
Zhang Dagou’s mouth curved into a smile, saying, “I knew you could hold your liquor. Seeing is believing today; you’re badass.”
In the end, Xiao Han alone had downed two crates of beer and was feeling dizzy. Although it was just beer, drinking so much so fast definitely left its mark due to the alcohol. Liu Bin was a mess, vomiting everywhere; the guy had only six bottles and was completely out of it.
Zhang Dagou was supporting Liu Bin, and Zhang Feng was assisting Xiao Han.
“Damn, are you blind?” A staggering Liu Bin suddenly bumped into a man and stepped on the guy’s leather shoes, leaving an unmistakable scuff mark. The man’s face turned livid as he said, “Are you blind? Believe it or not, I’ll hit you.”
“Sorry, so sorry!” Zhang Dagou quickly apologized.
“Damn it, just bought these shoes today, eight hundred bucks, you should pay up,” the man said, exploiting his larger group to extort them.
“This...” Zhang Dagou was taken aback.
“Just give him ten bucks to get them cleaned outside, right?” Zhang Feng retorted.
“Ten bucks, are you f***ing kidding me, like I’m a beggar?” the man scoffed coldly, “Damn, are you looking for trouble?”
As he spoke, the man threw a punch. Zhang Feng, a martial artist, dodged with ease.
...Ugh...
At that moment, Liu Bin, bending over, began to vomit. A torrent of filth suddenly splashed on the man’s leather shoes, and the stench forcefully seeped inside.
“F***!” The man became furious in an instant. He raised his foot and viciously kicked towards Liu Bin.
Zhang Feng, quick and alert, immediately pulled Zhang Feng away from the attack.
“Damn, you asking for it!” The man roared, “Guys, beat them up!”
There were seven or eight of them, all looking like they were upperclassmen. Moreover, judging by their demeanor—tall and muscular—I’d bet they were students from the Physical Education Department. They were mostly around 1.8 meters tall, with strong builds and faces that carried a certain fierceness.
“What do we do?” Zhang Dagou looked anxiously to Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng being a martial artist, Zhang Dagou wanted his opinion. If Zhang Feng said to fight, that meant he was 80% confident they could win. If Zhang Feng suggested to run, it meant he had no confidence. Zhang Feng hesitated too. There were seven or eight of them, each with apparent strength, and the worst part was that they were all tough. Although Zhang Dagou seemed big and tall, his combat power was unknown. Xiao Han’s strength was on par with his own, and taking on seven or eight guys seemed a bit tricky.
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