My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 65 - The Outrage Shared by Both Humans and Gods
65: Chapter 65: The Outrage Shared by Both Humans and Gods
65 -65: The Outrage Shared by Both Humans and Gods
“Phew…”
Chen Wanqing was lost in thought.
However, her innate modesty soon snapped her back to reality.
“No!” Chen Wanqing exclaimed, gently pushing Su Xuan away upon seeing his displeased and puzzled expression.
Fearing that he might misunderstand her, she lowered her head and explained softly, “You little rascal, we are still out on the street.”
Su Xuan looked around and noticed all the old men drooling, staring motionlessly at the beauty in his arms.
“Hehe, wife, let’s go home and continue there, let’s not do it here,” Su Xuan said, arranging Chen Wanqing’s clothes to make sure nothing was indecent before he was relieved.
All men like to look at women, but none of them want their women to be looked at by other men.
“Mmhmm!” Chen Wanqing replied in an almost inaudible voice, her head still down.
If Su Xuan’s hearing hadn’t been so good, he wouldn’t have heard her at all.
As feelings deepened naturally, at this moment Su Xuan only wanted to leave this place quickly and go do things with the goddess in his heart that both enjoyed.
However, Chen Wanqing hadn’t forgotten the reason she had been delayed here for so long, “Wait a second, I haven’t gotten my limited edition Barbie doll yet.”
“Oh right.” Su Xuan went over and extended his hand, “I scored ten hits, you can give me the doll now, right?”
“This…” The stall owner hesitated, as the doll was his main draw for business, and giving it away would definitely impact his sales greatly.
“What’s all this hesitation, hurry up and give it to me.
We already agreed on this, you can’t renege on it,” Su Xuan said, growing impatient.
He was resolved to use force if the owner dared delay him from doing what he was about to do.
The most important thing in the world was passing on the family line, or more accurately, the action required to do so was the greatest.
Luckily, although the owner was a bit annoying, he understood the importance of reputation, especially since he was running his business in public.
After a moment’s hesitation, he handed over the Barbie doll to Su Xuan.
Having secured the beauty in his arms, Su Xuan’s attention completely shifted away from Xiaolan and Wei Yu.
He completely failed to notice that, as he left, two sets of resentful eyes were focused on him.
“He’s really a jerk, just allowed a kiss, and the next moment he acts like he doesn’t know us,” Wei Yu complained bitterly.
“Maybe all men are like that, isn’t there a saying among them, ‘No attachments after a hookup’?” Xiaolan also felt strange, but more than anything, she felt disappointed.
Wei Yu was more philosophical, staring in the direction Su Xuan had gone, she dreamily asked, “Xiaolan, do you think we’ll ever see Su Xuan again?”
“Hehe!” Xiaolan gave a bitter laugh, “Even if we do see him again, I’m afraid he won’t remember who we are.
Given his flirtatious nature, we were just a fling to him.”
Wei Yu nodded solemnly, evidently agreeing with Xiaolan’s point.
However, both of them were left with a nagging question, how could someone who claimed to be a security guard have such miraculous shooting skills and even manage to capture the heart of the legendary female boss of the Bright Moon Building?
No matter what, Su Xuan had left an indelible impression in the hearts of the two love-struck girls.
Meanwhile, Su Xuan and Chen Wanqing left the place and walked to the intersection intending to hail a taxi.
“Wife, what do you say, should we go to your office or my place?” Su Xuan was gleaming with anticipation, thinking with his lower half again.
“This…” Although she was somewhat prepared, Chen Wanqing was still a bit nervous about what was about to happen, “Aren’t we being a bit hasty doing this?”
“Not hasty, not at all,” Su Xuan quickly asserted, “I’ve been thinking about this for nearly twenty years.
Besides, ever since I first saw you, I’ve wanted to do this with you.”
“You little rascal, can’t you think about anything else?” Chen Wanqing playfully poked Su Xuan’s forehead with her delicate finger.
Aside from a smile of proud anticipation, Su Xuan had no mind for anything else.
Just as the two were about to hail a cab, a somewhat familiar voice entered Su Xuan’s ears.
“You old fool, do you want to die?
Letting your grandson damage my car, clean it up quickly, or else I’ll break both your legs and throw you in jail,” a brash and arrogant voice commanded loudly.
“Young master, the child didn’t know any better and dirtied your car; let me clean it up for you,” came an old, timid voice.
Su Xuan turned his head to look, only to see a ragged pair of grandfather and grandson in front of a displayed Lamborghini.
The grandfather looked to be over seventy, and the little grandson was a five or six-year-old boy with a plump and vigorous look.
In front of them stood a man with an air of arrogance, as if he owned the sky and self-importantly acting as the second-in-command, and he was an old acquaintance of Su Xuan—Wang Meng.
From the content of the conversation, it was clear that the child had accidentally dirtied Wang Meng’s car.
As he was talking, the old man rolled up his sleeves, bent down, and was about to wipe the car.
A look of extreme disgust flashed through Wang Meng’s eyes.
He lifted his foot and directly kicked the old man in the shoulder, “Get out of the way, didn’t you hear me?
I told you to lick it clean, don’t touch my car with your dirty clothes.”
Struck, the frail old man was instantly kicked to the ground, his head smashing against the concrete, blood streaming down from his forehead.
“You bad man, why did you hit my grandpa?
I’m going to fight you,” the plump and vigorous little boy, tears in his childish eyes, reached out his blackened little hands towards Wang Meng.
“Oh dear, don’t touch me with your dirty hands.
Do you know how much my suit costs?
Selling you wouldn’t even cover it; get lost,” Wang Meng exclaimed like a startled shrew, jumped away, and fiercely slapped the little boy on the head.
The desperately struggling old man, scrambled up, shielding his grandson, disregarding his own bleeding forehead, begged pitifully, “Young master, young master, I beg you, he’s just a child and doesn’t understand, please don’t stoop to his level.”
With a disdainful face and a snort of derision, Wang Meng arrogantly said, “You old fool, having lived such a long life, you should be sensible by now.
Lick my car clean, and I won’t hold this against you.”
The anger in the old man’s eyes swiftly vanished, followed by pleading.
He had lived a long and poor life but had never suffered such humiliation.
If it wasn’t for his grandson, he might have fought this human scum to the death.
“Young master, look, I’m too old to be licking cars, it’s too humiliating.
If you think I’m dirty, I can use your cleaning cloth to wipe it clean.” The old man tried to maintain the last of his dignity.
“Nonsense,” Wang Meng cursed angrily, pointing at the old man’s nose.
“Old fool, I’m giving you the honor of licking my car.
Otherwise, you would never touch such an expensive car in your life.
I’ll also tell you, if you don’t lick, you can pay for the repaint, which will cost five hundred thousand.
Bring it on.”
“Five hundred thousand…” The old man shook all over, having never seen so much money in his life.
Wang Meng was even happier inside; his favorite pastime was to see poor and powerless people lose their dignity in front of him.
Thus, he always sought opportunities to humiliate such people, which to him was the most joyous and a clear reminder of his superiority.
“Can’t bring it, huh?
If you can’t bring it, then lick it clean quickly, or I’ll have you put in jail, and your little grandson sent to an orphanage,” Wang Meng said with triumph.
“No, I beg you, don’t make my grandson go to an orphanage, isn’t it enough that I’ll lick it?” The old man’s tears, murky with age, silently streamed down his wrinkled cheeks.
He sincerely didn’t understand; he had lived a life of hard work and obedience, and now old and nearing death, he still had to endure such humiliation.
If not for his grandson, he truly wished he could die right this moment to escape the humiliation.
During this time, some onlookers had gathered around.
Even though some among them felt that Wang Meng was being too excessive, they were all too timid to speak out, only able to watch helplessly.
In this society where less trouble is preferred to more, no one wanted to offend a notorious spoiled rich kid of Qingshan City for a strange old man.
“Grandpa, don’t lick, it wasn’t me who dirtied his car.
He almost hit me, and I just spilled the water from my bottle on it,” the little boy, although only five or six years old, understood the demeaning nature of what his grandfather was about to do.
The old man, suppressing his tears, red-eyed, glanced at the pillar of his existence in this harsh world, “Child, you must make something of yourself when you grow up, don’t end up helpless like your grandpa.”
“You old trash, stop your nonsense and hurry up and lick, people of your class, even when your grandson grows up, he will have to lick my grandson’s car,” Wang Meng continued his bluster, his entire face blooming into a disgusting chrysanthemum-like grin.
“Alright, alright, I’ll lick…”
The old man muttered, tremblingly stood up, wiped the blood from his forehead, and walked over to a patch on the Lamborghini’s door marked by the spill.
“This is really too much, how can you treat an old man like this?” a scholarly-looking man finally spoke up.
Wang Meng glared, “What?
You disagree?
Pay me five hundred thousand, or you can lick it for him.”
As these words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent.
Wang Meng was smug to the extreme, yet nobody noticed two blazing eyes glaring straight at this place, quickly walking over here.
