“Jiang Yu! I hate you. I already gave in and agreed to call you Daddy, and you even took my first kiss. Why are you still holding onto me?”
“You’re a scumbag, a devil, an asshole!”
“Rich men like you just love to toy with women from the lower class, acting one way in public and another in private, tricking girls into bed, having children, and then just walking away!”
“I hate you all! Why don’t you scumbags just die!”
Tu Youqing, worried about disturbing her mother washing dishes in the kitchen, almost pressed her small face against Jiang Yu’s, her eyes flashing with hatred as she vented all her unhappiness and suppression.
Jiang Yu nodded, saying seriously, “I agree with the death penalty for scumbags. Good thing I’m not one.”
Tu Youqing: …
Is it possible? I was cursing you?
Tu Youqing was almost angered into laughter by Jiang Yu’s shamelessness. How could she forget that this guy was already thick-skinned?
Suddenly, there was a loud knocking on the door.
Tu Youqing’s gloomy pretty face almost dripped with water as she gritted her teeth and stared intently at the door.
The sound of a bowl shattering came from the kitchen, and Bai Wan'er rushed out of the kitchen in a hurry to open the door.
“Damn it! Why are you so slow?”
After the door opened, a greasy middle-aged Fat Pig man wearing a white shirt, shorts revealing his hairy legs, and flip-flops walked in.
“Sorry… sorry.”
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, pulling out an account book: “This month’s rent has increased by three hundred, and the utility bills have also increased by one hundred. All in all, six thousand yuan will do.”
Bai Wan'er’s expression stiffened, and she quickly lowered her small head: “I’m sorry… I thought it was four thousand yuan. I only have a little over four thousand right now. Can I pay the rent in a few days?”
“Liu Dazhuang, I’ll f**k your mother! The month before last was three thousand, last month was four thousand, and this month you’ve increased it to six thousand. Even a vampire can’t suck as much as you!”
Seeing her mother being bullied, how could Tu Youqing tolerate it?
This was her inverse scale!
Already in a state of rage, the little loli transformed into a verbal machine and started spewing, completely losing her usual pure image.
Or rather, this was her true self.
“Ding, detecting that the female lead is being bullied by the landlord, Liu Dazhuang. Option system activated!”
“Option One: ‘Green-Haired Heavenly Venerate,’ persuade Tu Youqing and her mother to provide a mother-daughter ‘rice bowl’ to Liu Dazhuang for rent. Reward: One large green hat (Effect: Nourishes the stomach and causes premature ejaculation).”
“Option Two: Settle the matter peacefully, give Liu Dazhuang tens of thousands of yuan. Reward: Bai Wan'er’s Favorability +1, Tu Youqing’s Favorability +5, Liu Dazhuang’s Favorability -100 (Hint: If you don’t cut the grass by the roots, it will grow back with the spring breeze).”
“Option Three: In the name of a father, step forward as ‘Tu Youqing’s father,’ beat Liu Dazhuang, and have the butler buy this building to rent to the lonely mother and daughter. Rent can be customized. Reward: Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment Stage Second Layer, acquire: ‘Language Affinity Mastery’ (How can teaching little female devils lack the baptism of language?).”
Has it appeared? The protagonist’s exclusive face-slapping plot.
But now it’s mine.
Jiang Yu’s face revealed a sinister smile: “I choose three!”
…
Liu Dazhuang snorted coldly, “This building is mine, and I’ll charge whatever I want.
It’s because you’re incompetent, you stinky outsiders. Let me tell you, in Lin City, having a house makes you a lord! If you don’t want to live here, then get out!”
After speaking, his vicious and greedy gaze swept over the mother and daughter, and he couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.
Ever since taking over this building left by his old man, Liu Dazhuang had constantly thought about how to get this mother and daughter. Limited by the law, he could only use such difficult methods to force Bai Wan'er to comply. Once he dealt with the mother, would it be far from dealing with the daughter?
Hehehe!
“If you can’t afford the money, you can repay it in other ways…”
Liu Dazhuang licked his lips, saying viciously, “Anyway, your family has no man, so you’ll be bullied by others sooner or later. Before that, why not let me bully you first… Hehe.”
Flames almost shot out of Tu Youqing’s beautiful eyes as she watched her mother lower her head and sob softly.
Just as she was about to continue her outburst, Jiang Yu pulled her back.
“What are you doing?!” Tu Youqing ground her small silver teeth.
Jiang Yu smiled: “Leave it to me.”
After speaking, he stood up and walked towards Liu Dazhuang.
Liu Dazhuang didn’t expect there to be a man hidden in their house. His vulgar, Fat Pig face trembled, and he laughed:
“What did I say? So you found a gigolo, huh? If you ask me, Bai Wan'er, you might as well just follow me. At least I’m a Lin City lord with a house and a car…”
Facing Jiang Yu, who walked straight towards him, Liu Dazhuang showed no fear at all.
After all, he was a giant marvel, weighing and standing at one hundred eighty pounds. Standing at the door, he was like a door stopper, solid as a rock.
The man in front of him was tall and thin. It was questionable whether a single punch from him could even leave a red mark.
“Kid, don’t meddle in other people’s business. Get lost.”
Jiang Yu said nothing, raising his hand and throwing a punch.
The fist glowed with a golden light, and spiritual energy condensed into a layer of Vajra gauntlets.
“Haha… courting death!” Liu Dazhuang sneered, directly using his three layers of fat to take the blow.
Crack—
The moment the fat and the fist connected, the smile on Liu Dazhuang’s face froze.
Boom—
The fist exploded through the layers of fat, sending ripples, and the huge Fat Pig blocking the doorway instantly flew backward, heavily hitting the wall in the hallway.
Bai Wan'er covered her small mouth, and Tu Youqing was also stunned.
Especially Tu Youqing, she never expected Jiang Yu to be an Ancient Martial Artist!
Shouldn’t he just be an asshole who likes to tease innocent women?
When did he practice martial arts?
“You… you’re an Ancient Martial Artist! Damn it, what’s your name? I’ll find people to deal with you. F**k, don’t think you’re so great just because you’ve practiced a few moves…”
Jiang Yu said indifferently: “My surname is Jiang, my given name is Yu. Welcome to open an account.”
Liu Dazhuang, his face contorted in a sneer, cursed: “Jiang Yu, right… I’ve remembered it. What a rotten name…”
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and the arrogant expression on his face froze.
“Jiang… Jiang… Jiang Yu? You’re Jiang Tianlong’s son? What’s your relationship with them??”
Seeing Liu Dazhuang’s expression change from arrogance to terror.
Jiang Yu felt a burst of satisfaction inside.
No wonder Lin Qifan loves to show off so much; it turns out showing off is so satisfying!
Damn it, I’m going to catch Qifan Syndrome.
Jiang Yu smirked: “I am Tu Youqing’s current Daddy.”
Saying this, he pulled Tu Youqing into his arms and placed his other hand on Bai Wan'er’s shoulder.
Then he stared at Liu Dazhuang with an insect-like gaze:
“I’ve bought this building. If you dare to step in here again, or if anything happens to either of them, I will hold you accountable.”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Young Master, please just let me go like a fart.”
Liu Dazhuang immediately begged for mercy, kowtowed several times loudly, and scurried away.
“Jiang Yu… you!” Coming back to her senses, Tu Youqing’s little face flushed with anger.
This guy actually revealed this matter in front of her mother.
It was agreed that it would only be in private… calling him Daddy!
Meanwhile, Bai Wan'er felt a large hand on her shoulder, and her body stiffened slightly, feeling a bit flustered for a moment.
“Mommy!”
Tu Youqing glared at Jiang Yu: “Asshole Jiang Yu, take your pig’s trotters back! Who told you to touch my mother!”
Jiang Yu raised his hands innocently: “Hey hey, how can you say that? I helped you, didn’t I? It was just a joke, don’t be so serious.”
“You… thank you, but one thing is one thing. How could you say… say that in front of my mother?”
At this moment, Bai Wan'er leaned closer, hesitated for a moment, and then bowed deeply to Jiang Yu:
“Thank you for helping us out…”
Jiang Yu smiled: “It’s nothing, Auntie. This building is mine now. You just need to live well from now on. As for the rent, you can pay it with Youqing’s tutoring time.”
After listening, Bai Wan'er nodded in a daze.
“Since the matter is over, I’ll be leaving first.”
Jiang Yu, having received his reward, did not intend to stay any longer.
…
Tu Youqing watched the Maybach drive away from below the window, feeling a bit lost.
“Is this… what it feels like to be protected?”
Tu Youqing, whose father left when she was young, felt for the first time what it was like to have a strong and reliable backing. In the past, she had to appear strong for her mother.
But, deep down, she was actually a little girl who longed for paternal love.
“I didn’t expect him to be an Ancient Martial Artist… No, he’s clearly just a perverted loli-con…”
Tu Youqing drooped her small head, her mind filled with images of Jiang Yu stepping forward.
Beep beep, someone sent a message.
Tu Youqing casually opened it and found that it was from Jiang Yu.
She couldn’t help but sit up straight, her heart pounding, and she tremblingly opened it.
“Tutoring is worth 400 yuan per hour. Each kiss deducts an additional 100 yuan, with no upper limit. Monthly rent and utilities are 1500 yuan. You calculate how many kisses you need.”
Tu Youqing’s heart thumped, and she typed: “You bastard… I will never kiss you a second time!!!”
“One kiss adds 200 yuan, no more.”
“You! What do you take me for?”
“300 yuan for one time. If you refuse, I’ll take it back.”
“At least 500 yuan… No, 700 yuan!”
“Deal!”
Tu Youqing was a bit annoyed, feeling that she had agreed too hastily.
“Youqing, what do you think of Xiao Yu?”
Bai Wan'er suddenly leaned over, startling Tu Youqing, who quickly put away her phone.
“What… what do you mean, he’s just an asshole. No rich person is any good, just like that man!”
The portrait on the ground was picked up by Bai Wan'er, carefully wiped clean with the corner of her clothes, and placed back in the shrine, a tender look in her eyes.
“Your father, he…”
“He’s not my father, just a cheating man.”
“Sigh,” Bai Wan'er’s eyes flashed with a hint of sadness:
“Youqing…”
“He’s a cheating man, disgusting!”
“I don’t know… but I believe your father isn’t that kind of person.”
Tu Youqing didn’t know how many times she had been angered into laughter.
From childhood, she had heard “fatherless bastard” countless times, and her heart had long become as hard as iron. She had personally seen that man get into a woman’s car and never return.
No longer arguing with her mother, Tu Youqing locked herself in her room.
Bai Wan'er sat silently on the sofa, turning on a small speaker. An English song flowed out, its lyrics strangely about a father hoping his daughter would marry into a wealthy family…
