Chapter 115: Serves You Right for Trying to Rescue the Beauty

The Days of Becoming Wukong's Junior Brother (No Ads)

Liu Yunfei parked and entered the yurt, only to find it already packed to the brim. Compared to the formal restaurants nearby, this place was simple and noisy. The tent ceiling was hung with glaring incandescent bulbs. Most of the patrons here weren’t of high social standing; many were shirtless. The atmosphere was lively and raucous, filled with the clamor of drunken shouting, calls, laughter, and quarrels—a chaotic symphony.

A middle-aged woman with a somewhat faded charm approached enthusiastically, greeting him with a thick suburban accent, “Young brother, first time here? Sit here—if you come a bit later, there won’t be any seats left.”

It was clear she had been quite a beauty in her youth. Even now, despite her face being repeatedly marred by various cheap cosmetics over the years, one could still glimpse the grace she once possessed. From her first words, it was obvious she was a seasoned businesswoman, someone who could tell at a glance whether a customer was a regular or not. Aside from anti-theft squad members, few had such keen eyes. This must be the boss’s mother, Zhang Xiaoli’s mom.

Following the hostess, Liu Yunfei was led to the innermost corner of the yurt—the worst seat, naturally—right next to the kitchen. A wave of heat came up from the stove. There was no air conditioning; the few large fans were running at full blast, but all they blew out was scorching hot air. Now Liu Yunfei understood why so many here were shirtless. But he wasn’t bothered—his body had excellent regulation functions. Even if he were dropped into Laozi’s Bagua Furnace, it wouldn’t faze him.

“You’re still a student, right? How about some beer? We have quite a few signature dishes. They’re a bit pricey, but the taste is absolutely authentic,” the hostess said, eyeing his bright, fresh clothes. She knew immediately he was a wealthy young master. But she wasn’t the kind to rip off the rich—those who cheat will only lose business. Even the wealthiest don’t want to be fleeced. Such customers want genuine value, not just cheap bargains. Truly cheap things are never good, and truly good things are never cheap.

“I’m alone, so I won’t eat much. Just two signature dishes and two bottles of beer,” Liu Yunfei smiled, thinking this hostess wasn’t as rigid as he had imagined. He had expected someone with a patriarchal attitude, stern-faced and dressed in old-fashioned clothes from the 1930s, like an empress dowager sitting stiffly. People can’t be judged by appearances, and neither can a book by its cover.

Before the dishes arrived, the beer was served first by a young man about Liu Yunfei’s age—bushy eyebrows, big eyes, nimble and quick. His warm greeting showed he had already learned the ropes from the hostess. “Brother, have some beer first. The food will be out soon.”

Could this be Zhang Xiaoli’s boyfriend arranged by her parents? Liu Yunfei immediately dismissed the thought. The traditional preference for sons and greed for power usually went hand in hand. A mere restaurant worker wouldn’t catch the boss’s eye.

As he sipped the cold beer and looked around, a table not far away caught his attention. It wasn’t because of the bald man with a leopard tattoo on his head—tattoos were common in this big room—but because the hostess glanced toward the door and then at the bald man, seemingly waiting for someone.

The bald man’s table was simple: a plate of peanuts and beer. He sat with his back to Liu Yunfei, but judging by his broad, muscular frame, his face must be fierce. Opposite him was a skinny teenage boy, about fourteen or fifteen, dressed in flashy brand clothes. Upon closer look, Liu Yunfei recognized him as Zhang Xiaoli’s younger brother, Zhang Xiaogang. A few years had passed, and now he sported a faint black mustache—hard to recognize at first glance.

Zhang Xiaogang seemed excited, animatedly chatting with the bald man. Liu Yunfei couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought that this thug was probably Zhang Xiaoli’s parents’ idea of a suitable boyfriend. Looking at her parents, they hardly looked wealthy—more like local thugs. What were they thinking, risking their family’s legacy to such a gangster? Their cunning had clearly backfired.

Having identified his target, Liu Yunfei tuned his ears to eavesdrop on their noisy table amid the general din. Eavesdropping was no shame for him—it was part of the trade. Zhang Xiaogang said, “Brother-in-law, thanks to you, those bullies at school are scared stiff. When I ask them for money or cigarettes, they don’t dare make a peep. Haha.”

Liu Yunfei frowned deeply. What kind of younger brother was this, learning to be a gangster at such a young age? And their parents said nothing, calling this thug “brother-in-law.” He deserved a good beating.

The bald man laughed loudly, “If I didn’t help your family, who else would? Taking down a few people is nothing to me. But your sister’s stubbornness and disrespect—man, she puts on the most miserable face. We gotta get to her soon. You know, once a woman’s been ‘handled,’ she behaves. Haha.”

“No worries. I’ll find a chance tonight when she’s asleep and sneak you into my house. Then you can do whatever you want,” Zhang Xiaogang said excitedly. Liu Yunfei wanted to leap up and slap him—what a despicable brother. It seemed this entire family was rotten to the core. Getting Zhang Xiaoli out of such a home was the safest thing to do.

“No need to make it complicated—I’m here to wait for her today. Why find a chance when I can just crash the chance? Today’s the day—I want her first time. Your sister hasn’t given it to any other man, right?” Liu Yunfei gasped inwardly. If Zhang Juan hadn’t leaked the information, this thug might have succeeded today.

“No, no, don’t be mad, brother-in-law. My sister likes a guy from school, but that guy’s blind, doesn’t notice her. She’s saving her first time. Haha.” Liu Yunfei thought bitterly, “Back then, I must have been the blind one.”

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