At this moment, in front of the villa’s iron gate.
Zhao Yicheng stood before the iron gate of Villa No. 16 once again. The oversized Xi Yang Yang plush toy he had held earlier was gone, replaced by two large bags filled with fruits and vegetables.
The worst thing you could do with gifts was to repeat them, just as women hated wearing the same outfit as someone else.
Before he could even press the doorbell, the gate opened from the inside.
The short-haired man from earlier stepped out. He was still wearing his sunglasses and jacket, looking quite unfriendly. He stopped in front of Zhao Yicheng, blocking his line of sight.
Du Rutao handed him a cigarette, lit one for himself, took a deep drag, and narrowed his eyes. He looked at Zhao Yicheng with a provocative gaze. “Brother, do you know who the person inside is to me?”
Zhao Yicheng calmly accepted the cigarette. After lighting it, he took a gentle puff and slowly exhaled.
Facing the man who clearly came with ill intentions, he looked him straight in the eyes without backing down. Then, he replied with flat, firm determination, “I only know that she is my childhood friend.”
“Shameless.”
A cloud of white smoke erupted from Du Rutao’s mouth, blowing right into the other man’s face. Through the drifting mist, he stared at that handsome face with nothing but contempt and disdain in his eyes, cold laughter escaping his throat. “As if you’re worthy!!”
Despite the blatant provocation, Zhao Yicheng’s expression didn’t flicker. Even his gaze remained unchanged, staying perfectly indifferent.
Seeing this, a surge of anger rose in Du Rutao’s heart. This feeling of being looked down upon made him extremely uncomfortable. But before he could explode, a question came from the other side: “And who are you?”
“I’m your daddy!” Du Rutao roared.
Immediately afterward, a fist the size of a sandbag swung violently toward Zhao Yicheng’s face…
***
On the other side, on the villa’s balcony, Xu Yinsheng sat on the ledge. Her slender legs swung slightly in the air, tracing graceful arcs that would have made the foot-fetishists on Tieba scream in excitement.
She held a bowl of freshly warmed popcorn in her arms, her fair, jade-like fingers picking up a kernel to taste it slowly.
‘Fight, fight! Stop smoking and start hitting!’
‘Why talk so much? If you’re a real man, use your fists!’
‘How boring. I want to see a river of blood!’
‘Is my charm not enough, or what?’
Watching the two men smoking side by side at the gate below, Xu Yinsheng rubbed her chin and muttered to herself.
However, hard work pays off for those who wait.
Following Du Rutao’s roar of “I’m your daddy,” his sandbag-sized fist smashed toward Zhao Yicheng’s face!
And then—with a single move—Zhao Yicheng knocked Du Rutao to the ground with one punch.
‘As expected, that mutt is useless.’
Sitting on the second-floor balcony and seeing the result, Xu Yinsheng wasn’t particularly surprised, but she still curled her lip.
With Zhao Yicheng’s extraordinary physical constitution, taking on ten men at once wouldn’t be a problem.
Down below, Zhao Yicheng slightly adjusted his collar. He looked up at the villa, or more accurately, at Xu Yinsheng on the second-floor balcony.
The rapport they had built over twenty-some years allowed him to read the look Xu Yinsheng had given them earlier: Either you stay or he stays. You choose.
Now, nudging the unconscious Du Rutao with the tip of his shoe, Zhao Yicheng looked toward Xu Yinsheng and let a small smile play on his lips.
‘I won. Can I come in now?’
Zhao Yicheng believed he understood Xu Yinsheng now. However, he didn’t know the old saying: A woman’s heart is a needle at the bottom of the sea.
Looking at the confident Zhao Yicheng and the bruised, swollen mess that was Du Rutao next to him, a glint of mischievousness after a successful prank flashed in Xu Yinsheng’s eyes. She pulled her phone out of her pocket.
“Hello, property management? There are two wild men fighting in front of Villa No. 16. Yes, it’s quite brutal. Blood everywhere.”
“If you don’t come soon, someone’s going to die.”
Below, a confident Zhao Yicheng picked up his two bags of groceries and rang the doorbell again.
After a long while, the gate opened. Instead of the welcome he expected, the black muzzle of a gun was pressed against his forehead once more. Xu Yinsheng whistled, a cheeky grin on her face. “Surprise! Are you shocked? Do you know what I’m going to say next?”
“I know.”
“Then do you know that the security guards will be taking you away in a moment?”
“I know.”
Xu Yinsheng’s face instantly turned cold, her voice turning icy.
“Since you know, then get the hell out of here!!”
“A small gift, just a token of my regards.” Zhao Yicheng didn’t mind her scheme. He smiled, set the two bags of groceries down, and turned to walk away. He didn’t seem at all worried that Xu Yinsheng would shoot him in the back.
*Bang!*
The gunshot rang out, but the target wasn’t Zhao Yicheng. It was the two bags of groceries left at the gate.
A single shotgun blast unleashed hundreds of tiny lead pellets. They rained down densely, shredding the bags. In an instant, fragments flew everywhere, juice splattered, and the ground became a total mess.
*Bang!*
Another shot.
Looking at the yellow and green mess covering the ground, Xu Yinsheng retracted her gun with satisfaction. She didn’t forget to blow on the muzzle in a cool manner, as if savoring the wonderful scent of gunpowder smoke.
When the property security personnel arrived, they saw the red and white matter all over the ground and almost thought a life had been lost. Only after Zhao Yicheng, who had stayed behind to explain, spoke up did they relax.
It was just some watermelons and vegetable juice.
They took Zhao Yicheng away for investigation and had medical staff carry off the unconscious Du Rutao. As for Xu Yinsheng?
According to the laws of the Huayuan Federation, if someone enters a property without the owner’s permission, the owner is not guilty even if they kill the intruder. Not to mention, she had only blasted two bags of groceries. At most, she would just have to pay a small cleaning fee.
***
In the days that followed, Du Rutao, who had been flattened by a single punch, seemed determined to avenge his humiliation. He also settled down near the villa.
Zhao Yicheng continued to visit every few days, bringing bags of fruits and vegetables.
Even though the result was always Xu Yinsheng pressing a gun to his head and kicking him out, and the groceries being blasted into a mess all over the ground, he never seemed to tire of it.
Sometimes, as Xu Yinsheng watched him walk away decisively after putting down the bags, she wondered if he was having another mental episode.
But regardless, under Zhao Yicheng’s relentless pestering—Xu Yinsheng hadn’t paid much attention in school and spent her time chasing girls, so while she felt “relentless pestering” wasn’t quite accurate, she couldn’t find a better idiom to describe it—he managed to tentatively integrate himself into her daily life.
She couldn’t chase him away, and he ignored her insults. As for moving?
Xu Yinsheng estimated that the moment she moved into a new home, she would immediately have another “new neighbor.” Consequently, Xu Yinsheng began living a premature retirement life.
She ate skewers, drank wine, strolled through the neighborhood park, and occasionally accompanied Chen Chenyi to cut stones. At night, she went out to strike down evil to fill her stomach. Occasionally, she could even enjoy the sight of “dog biting dog” between her two suitors. Her days were quite pleasant.
This lifestyle continued for over a month, right up until the countdown for the refresh of her new form.
On the last day of the month.
Late at night, 11:50 PM.
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