Chapter 153: 153 Beg Me To Climb In My Bed

It wasn't until 10 o'clock in the evening that Qin Feng finally left their house. Zhu Fei saw him out, saying worriedly, “Don’t drive home. You can leave your car here and take a taxi home.”

The cool night wind hit them. Qin Feng didn’t feel the cold, but Zhu Fei wrapped her arms around herself, shivering slightly as goosebumps raised along her skin.

Qin Feng called a car to take him home. While they waited, he lit a cigarette. As he smoked, Zhu Fei spoke up.

"Have you ever considered a question?" She’d been considering the question she was about to ask all evening and had actually decided to put the thought away, but in the end, she couldn’t help but ask.

"what question?" Qin Feng exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"Well, when I go to the shop I’ll be working with Sister Flower. I’m curious, what's your relationship with her? Can you give me a clear answer?” Zhu Fei sounded very serious.

Zhu Fei tried to regard Qin Feng as any other man, but if she was being honest with herself, she couldn’t do it. If she took this job, she’d be working in close contact with Sister Flower, and if Sister Flower and Qin Feng were a couple, then she would rather avoid the situation altogether. Although the terms of the job were very attractive, Zhu Fei was comfortable accepting when something was not meant to be hers.

"Me and Sister Flower?" Qin Feng laughed. "She's my friend and now my business partner. What can I say? We're good buddies, best friends, brother and sister. We don’t have the relationship you think we do."

Qin Feng knew what Zhu Fei was asking, and he tried to give her as much of an appropriate answer as he could.

"Really?" Zhu Fei asked again.

“You think I’m lying to you?” Qin Feng humphed. “Rest assured, and do a good job. Sister Flower is an excellent employee. You think working with her will be bad for you?”

“I’m afraid--” Zhu Fei had not finished speaking when Qin Feng grabbed her shoulder, his face pulling closer to hers. The pungent smell of alcohol and cigarettes wafted into her nose. They stayed like that for a moment before Qin Feng spoke.

“Afraid of what? Rest assured, everything will be fine with me. I won’t let you suffer.” The taxi pulled up, and as Qin Feng slid in and was shutting the door, he said, “Don’t send me away.”

Zhu Fei looked at the tail lights of the taxi, her heart filled with confusion. What had Qin Feng meant?

From the door of the enormous lifted truck stepped Jia Dapeng, a lit cigarette in his hand. He seemed to have been drinking, and he staggered as he approached Zhu Fei.

The passenger door opened, and a girl stepped out. Her face was painted with an impressive amount of makeup, and her breasts seemed ready to tumble out of the plunging neckline of her dress. Her silk stockings were ripped in several places along her long slender legs that lead to heels ten centimeters high. She was smoking as well, a tattoo of a butterfly visible on her raised arm.

Jia Dapeng got close to Zhu Fei's face, his eyes shifting in the direction that Qin Feng’s taxi had departed, and he said with a sneer, "Why didn’t you let him stay overnight?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Zhu Fei spat out as she turned around to leave.

Jia Dapeng grabbed her arm and forcefully pulled her back. “Where do you think you’re going? I haven’t finished talking.”

The glamorous woman was leaning against the truck with her arms crossed, looking at Zhu Fei up and down with bored curiosity.

"Let me go!" Zhu Fei shouted.

Jia Dapeng let go of her arm and spread his arms, saying lightly, "I'll just talk to you for a second, okay? I know you have protection. You’re so safe with me. Come on, you’re not even going to look at me?"

"I have nothing to talk about with you." Zhu Fei spoke, then glanced at the beautiful girl. "Is she with you? She’s so beautiful and attractive. Why are you still bothering with me?"

"In fact, I’ve realized that it’s less about you and more about my personal desire to conquer. I can’t have you, so I get angry. I feel I must take you down!"

Jia Dapeng humphed and continued. "There’s nothing I can’t hold onto. Who doesn't know me in the Tianhe? How many girls rush into my arms? I have my pick of them! So who are you to reject me? I'm telling you, all the women I get with are prettier than you! In the past, I thought you were better than you are. Now I know that your father is a sanitation worker and you just sell the expensive clothing.

So what is it, Zhu Fei? You’re so picky. Your old father sells clothes, and little old you? You just sell clothes and yet you want to stay in the Tianhe. Just wait. If I don’t get what I want, it causes problems for others. But I’m willing to play this game slowly. The days are still long. In the end, you’ll be begging to climb into my bed.”

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Jia Dapeng had gone to the bar to avoid a conversation with his father, and after he’d become drunk he’d wanted to blow off steam. He’d come here with this beautiful girl to rile up Zhu Fei, but he didn’t expect that he’d arrive just as Qin Feng was leaving.

"You bastard!" Zhu Fei raised her hand to slap Jia Dapeng, but he immediately grabbed her arm. The girl who had been leaning against the truck raced over and slapped Zhu Fei hard in the face. If Jia Dapeng hadn’t been holding onto her arm, she may have fallen to the ground from the force.

Jia Dapeng immediately turned to the girl and shouted, “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Who are you to hit her like that?”

"Signorino Peng, she… This kind of woman needs to be taught a lesson!” the woman said bitterly.

Jia Dapeng listened for a moment, then kicked the woman to the ground. “Go to hell and get away from me! Do you think any woman is as bad as you, you bastard? Get out of here!"

The girl lay on the ground, her stockings now shredded, blood oozing from several fresh wounds. Tears leaked from her eyes, but she dared not respond to Jia Dapeng. Instead, she slowly pushed herself up and shuffled away.

Jia Dapeng turned back Zhu Fei and tenderly said, "Are you all right?"

Zhu Fei pushed his hand away and shouted, "Get out of here! Don't be a hypocrite."

Zhu Fei retreated a few steps, then pointed at Jia Dapeng and shouted, "No matter what, I won’t like you. I’d rather die than be with you!" With that, she turned away from Jia Dapeng and ran down a dark alley.

After he watched her go, Jia Dapeng kicked a nearby pole in anger. The pain from the impact of his foot against the hard metal made him cry out, then he limped back to his car pathetically. The truck roared to life and then sped wildly down the road away from the Zhu residence.

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Back at Sister Flower’s residence, Qin Feng drunkenly dreamed of eating noodle soup.

“Green Snake? Green Snake!” Qin Feng shouted into the house, but there was no response. He staggered to the bathroom to pee, and then washed his face. He then stumbled to the bedroom and flipped on the light, but there was no one there.

After a moment, the scene sunk in. He realized that the room was in disarray, as though there had been a fight. The quilt from the bed was on the ground, and the clothes in the cabinet were all pulled out.

Qin Feng immediately sobered up. He rushed around the house, turning on all of the lights, and he saw dirty footprints along the ground. The teapot and teacups in the living room were all smashed, and the flower pots beside the TV cabinet were tipped over, their soil scattered across the floor.

Shit.

Qin Feng quickly dialed Green Snake's phone, but no one answered. He thought about when he’d last heard from her. He’d called Green Snake at noon, but she hadn’t answered. At the time, he figured she was just sleeping. In retrospect, whoever had been here could have come in as early as the morning.

Whoever had fought and taken Green Snake would have had to be skilled, likely military.

After Green Snake had fled from the Golden Triangle, she hadn’t reported back to the military. Qin Feng knew she had secrets, but he hadn’t asked more questions than was necessary.

Qin Feng then thought of the Golden Triangle drug lords. Although they were low level, they had connections. If Shark Kun’s people really wanted to catch Green Snake, they had the network to do it.

Who did this?

At that moment, Qin Feng's phone rang. The call came from Green Snake’s phone.

He hurriedly answered, shouting, "Hey! Hey! Green Snake! Thank goodness!"

"Green Snake is here. If you don't want her to die, come now." On the other end, a deep male voice spoke.

"Who is this? If you touch Green Snake, I'll skin you alive!" Qin Feng threatened.

"Oh, you'll know me when you see me. The address has been sent to your mobile phone."

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