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 small

several gambling tables, a pool table,

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

straight up to him and whispered, “Baldy, the person’s

cigarette dangling from his mouth, waved his hand, and the

Ding Miaoyan and Fang

a disdainful once-over and spat on the ground before saying, “Ding Miaoyan,

“Baldy, cut the crap, where’s that

stretched lethargically and drawled, “Bring the guy

a shabby middle-aged man

Miaoyan, his face lit up with joy as he

You finally came!

to them, hurry up

free from the tall

him!” Ding

“Release him?

simple to

Miaoyan pulled out a bank card and said, “There’s fifty thousand

smiling as he spoke, “Ding Miaoyan, your dad lost one hundred and fifty

fifty thousand is

give you face, but that you’re not

it take

a lewd chuckle, “It’s simple if you want me to let

big, the perky parts are perky, the round parts are so round—I think you

point, plus Bald Brother’s leering gaze over Ding Miaoyan’s body, how

with Ding Miaoyan’s personality, would she do

Ding Miaoyan wouldn’t.

well enough not to sell her body

this old bastard

an unbearable headache, feeling like she was walking a tightrope,

to stick to, but

Fang Yi, who had been standing

a claw-like grip, as

in front of Ding Miaoyan, shielding her and effectively

eyes filled with contempt,

his head,

I’d rather not.

all, that’s such an

things over rather than resort to

vicious smile, “You plan to reason with

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