God-Level All-rounder Expert

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.

glance around this basement, Fang Yi thought it more apt to call it a small gambling

tables, a pool table, where a

there, legs crossed, with

walked straight up to

his mouth, waved his hand, and the tall man,

to Ding Miaoyan and Fang Yi with a careless

gave Fang Yi a disdainful once-over and spat on the ground before saying, “Ding Miaoyan, is this kid your

replied, “Baldy, cut the crap, where’s that

Baldy stretched lethargically and drawled, “Bring the guy

they saw a shabby middle-aged man being pushed out by a tall

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

You finally came!

them,

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

Ding Miaoyan said

“Release him?

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

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

Ding Miaoyan, still smiling as he spoke, “Ding Miaoyan, your dad

thousand is

don’t give you face, but that you’re

said, “Then what will it take for

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

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 what I

getting to this point, plus Bald Brother’s leering gaze over Ding Miaoyan’s

Ding Miaoyan’s personality, would she do such

Ding Miaoyan wouldn’t.

well enough not to sell her body

this old

Miaoyan felt an unbearable headache, feeling like she was walking a tightrope, unable to

had principles to stick to, but

Fang Yi, who had

a claw-like grip, as she was pulled

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

face turned displeased, his eyes filled

his head,

I’d rather not.

that’s such an uncivilized thing

over rather than resort to

revealed a vicious smile,