God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 38

41: Chapter 41, You’ve Succeeded in Making Me Angry!

41: Chapter 41, You’ve Succeeded in Making Me Angry!

A run-of-the-mill little mahjong parlor, where mostly leisure-seeking elders gather to play cards.

Aside from mahjong, there were games like Changpai and Duanpai, and a pure white Jetta pulled up in front of the tiny parlor.

“Alright, let’s go.

You can follow, but don’t cause any trouble,” Ding Miaoyan said as she unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to get out of the car.

However, just as Ding Miaoyan opened the door, her right hand was suddenly grabbed by Fang Yi, and in an instant, a current shot through her entire body.

But this was not a current of love, rather, it was from shock—this bastard actually dared to grab her hand!

“Let go!” Ding Miaoyan gritted her teeth.

She had never been touched by a man before, not even once.

While this wasn’t on the level of a first kiss, it was still her first time!

“Sorry!” Fang Yi noticed and said with a silly grin on his face, “Couldn’t help it, it was completely involuntary.”

“You still not letting go?”

“As you command!”

Fang Yi released her delicate hand, inwardly tsk-tsking at the great feel: That little hand felt really good!

Ding Miaoyan slammed the car door shut and saw the silly, simple smile on Fang Yi’s face; contempt flashed in her beautiful eyes as she spoke, “Spit it out if you have something to say, fart if you need to!”

Fang Yi said, “I just wanted to ask you, if you get grabbed by seven or eight burly men later, do you want me to help?”

Ding Miaoyan replied, “With that scrawny body of yours, you’d be no help.

Hurry up and get out of the car!”

Fang Yi uttered an “Oh,” and followed—no, stalked—behind Ding Miaoyan as they entered the mahjong parlor, where he saw Ding Miaoyan, in her high heels, walking straight up to a tall man.

“I’m looking for Baldy.”

The tall man glanced at Ding Miaoyan, especially at her full chest with covetous eyes, then turned and led the way.

The tall man led Fang Yi and her to the basement of the mahjong parlor.

thought it more apt to call it a

several gambling tables, a pool table, where a

with a receding hairline—that is, Baldy—sat there, legs crossed, with a couple of brown-nosers by his side continuously simpering and

to him and whispered, “Baldy,

hand, and the tall man, nodding and

came over to Ding Miaoyan

on the ground before saying, “Ding Miaoyan, is

cut

Baldy stretched lethargically and drawled, “Bring

they saw a shabby middle-aged man being

man saw Ding Miaoyan, his face lit up with joy as he

You finally came!

them, hurry up and set

frail to break free from the tall man’s grasp, and he

Ding Miaoyan said

“Release him?

simple to let him go, but where’s the money?”

and said, “There’s fifty thousand on the card,

as he spoke, “Ding Miaoyan, your dad

thousand is

that I don’t give you face, but

“Then what will it take

out a lewd chuckle, “It’s simple if

Miaoyan, you’ve got to admit, you’ve really got a nice figure, the big parts are big, the perky parts are perky, the round parts are so round—I think you know

Bald Brother’s leering gaze over Ding Miaoyan’s

with Ding Miaoyan’s personality, would she do such

Ding Miaoyan wouldn’t.

enough not to sell her body for

this old bastard

like she was walking a tightrope, unable to advance or retreat in any

stick to, but also weaknesses that she couldn’t

Brother, right?” At that moment, Fang Yi, who had been standing behind

felt her hand grasped by a claw-like

Ding Miaoyan, shielding her and effectively blocking Bald Brother’s

filled with

shook his

I’d rather not.

such an uncivilized thing

prefer to talk things over rather than resort

vicious smile, “You

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