"You’re asking for money? Well, you picked the right person." Bai Yizhu sneered, "Today, your son’s hired limousines haven’t been paid for yet. You settle that before hitting up?"
A man nearby was startled and pulled the old lady aside. Bai Yizhu relaxed his grip and rubbed his hands on his clothes, "Mom, that limousine is expensive, I’m sure it costs a pretty penny."
The old lady softened upon hearing this, "If you want money, ask my son, but you must return what this little niece gave you!"
"Heh, just wait." Bai Yizhu took out his phone, made a call to have soone go to the bank imdiately, then sent a text to have all the money converted into dis and put in sacks: "Just wait, it’ll be here soon." He finished speaking and sat down with Luo Qianqian.
"You little niece, consider yourself lucky! Get up and let us sit, don’t you know how to respect your elders?" As soon as the old lady heard the money was on its way, her mood improved considerably. Seeing there were four seats, with two already occupied, and three of them on this side, she naturally commanded Luo Qianqian.
"Have you got sothing mixed up?" Bai Yizhu sneered, "When Qianqian’s mommy got married, your demands were to not take these two kids, and now you’re suddenly playing the elder card?"
Bai Yizhu and Bai Yixian knew everything about the Luo siblings.
"Truly a scoundrel, even knows this," the middle-aged woman huffed.
"Oh? Say that again, let hear?" Bai Yixian clenched his fist, which crackled ominously, towering a head and a half over the middle-aged man and muscular like Mount Tai, Bai Yizhu was intimidating enough that the three didn’t dare refute, only mutter under their breath.
"Bro." Luo Qianqian, seeing Luo Shufan walking over, suddenly felt aggrieved, tears streaming down her face.
Luo Shufan was called back by a text from Bai Yizhu.
"Don’t cry, sweetie." Luo Shufan buried his sister’s head in his chest, patting her back, his eyes coldly fixed on the three as he looked at the red marks on his sister’s face.
"What are you looking at? A pair of lowlifes," the man shrank back under Luo Shufan’s gaze.
"Oh?" Luo Shufan chuckled, "Go on, go on. We’re polite kids, unlike so who ’talk of ice to sumr insects’—you clearly don’t have a clue. We should let this slide. Qianqian, dear, if a dog bites you, you can’t bite back, but big brother can buy you ten pounds of eggs to treat your face, and the rest to throw at the dogs." Unfortunately, Bai Yizhu prohibited him from calling the police or seeking the family’s help, otherwise, one call would have sent them scurrying.
Luo Qianqian grinned.
"Shufan, how could you speak like that?" Bai Yizhu continued, walking next to Luo Shufan and standing up to the unruly trio, "If a dog bites you, you can’t bite back, but you can certainly kill it and eat its at, though it might be a bit stale and sour by now."
"Don’t insult dogs," Luo Qianqian murmured.
"Right, right, dogs are adorable," Luo Shufan quickly nodded, thinking of his sister’s fondness for dogs, "Let’s see a doctor later, get the most expensive dicine prescribed—the bill will be on soone else anyway." He snorted coldly at the unscrupulous trio.
"Bro, don’t say that, I heard the most expensive stuff costs tens of thousands and can even reduce fine lines—get extra and you could give it away too," Luo Qianqian bluffed.
But thinking about An Zilan’s situation afterward, she sowhat regretted her hasty speech.
"Boss, the money is here." A large man carrying a sack ran over from a distance.
A hint of a smile appeared on Bai Yizhu’s face, and he nodded, "Thanks for the hard work." Then he picked up the sack and threw it at the middle-aged man, "Didn’t you co for the money? I’ll crush you with the money, see if you ever ss with my Qianqian again." As soon as he let go, the sack hit the middle-aged man, who fell to the ground in utter confusion.
The old lady quickly moved the sack to one side, helped the middle-aged man up, then greedily opened the sack. Seeing stacks of one di notes inside, her face turned green, "What is this supposed to an?"
"Money? Don’t you recognize it?" Bai Yizhu chuckled lightly, "If you don’t like it, I can change it to coins, then I can definitely crush you to death." His expression then turned icy.
"Take the money and scram, don’t think there’s no one in the world who can touch you." Bai Yizhu took out his phone and scrolled through it, "Lin Jiabao, Huating Elentary School fourth grader, thirteen years old, 150 centiters tall, weighs 170 pounds, blood type A, teacher Jin Yue, principal Fan Rong, desk-mate ng Yu, lives in..."
The old lady was confused, a look of nervousness on her face, "What are you trying to do?" The couple standing behind her were also very nervous, staring intently at Bai Yizhu.
"I’m telling you that you have no say here, touch Luo Qianqian again, and I’ll return it tenfold, hundredfold on your son! If Aunt An suffers a bit, your son won’t have an easy ti either! Moving? Sure, as long as you leave this city we won’t find you, but rember not to contact anyone, else who knows we might find out again." After saying this, he waved his phone in front of them, "I’m not afraid of you calling the cops, but right now you are afraid of us making a call."
"Zhuzi is cool! Zhuzi is mighty!" Luo Qianqian cheered softly with her hands raised.
"Keep it low-key." Bai Yizhu chuckled lightly towards Luo Qianqian, he wasn’t surprised that seeing him like this wouldn’t alienate him from Luo Qianqian or Luo Shufan, it was friendship.
"Touch my grandson and I’ll have your life!" The old lady was still defiant, but her tone had clearly softened, showing she was scared now.
Bai Yixian snapped his teeth, "If you harm them, let them suffer," he pointed towards Luo Shufan and Luo Qianqian, then continued, "or even let Aunt An suffer, then I can’t guarantee what will happen to that little fat boy, oh, and Lin Jiayou, being their older brother, what he would do, I have no idea." He smiled with narrowed eyes, looking peaceful.
"The hospital room door opened." Luo Qianqian suddenly said, and the three people turned around and moved to the door, only to be shocked to see that the person who was operated on was coming out in a wheelchair.
"Brother, how are you..." Bai Yizhu looked at his brother, who was now dressed in a coat with thick bandages around his stomach and arms.
"Let’s leave the hospital, damn it, it’s driving insane, even eating is a problem now, I’m going to properly deal with that punk!" Bai Yixian, knowing his stomach was hurt, was even more sullen.
"I’m going to get the dicine, brother, you handle them," she pointed at the trio of deadbeats and Luo Qianqian turned around to leave.
"Handle what, that we fought? Apart from it being my responsibility, isn’t it just about the money?" Bai Yixian was already in a bad mood, noticing the bruising on Luo Qianqian’s face, he roughly understood, "Use money to crush that man to death!"
"Calm down, be careful of your wounds." Luo Qianqian dropped this sentence and completely disappeared down the corridor.
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