Qian Jun was feeling extremely uncomfortable inside.
He had, without a doubt, been played by a little girl.
However, judging from Ruan Xingyao’s attitude, if he didn’t handle this matter properly, it really wouldn’t end well.
Qian Jun said, “Then uncle won’t stand on ceremony with you anymore. Let’s just say we’re like family between the police and the people. From now on, we’ll call it a partnership.”
Ruan Xingyao smiled, her expression as sweet and innocent as could be.
She said, “Then I’ll shamelessly go around telling people that I’m under Uncle Qian’s protection.”
Qian Jun: “Of course, you’re like my niece from now on.”
Ruan Xingyao smiled even more sweetly and obediently.
She didn’t say anything further—just pretended to pick up the bottle to pour Qian Jun some beer.
But her eyes flicked over toward a nearby table, and then, as if frightened, her hand “shook” and she dropped the beer bottle to the ground.
What else could Qian Jun do but play along with her act?
He turned his head, feigning concern, but his eyes turned sharp as he shouted at that table: “Feng Jin, get over here!”
Feng Jin was the leader of that group from earlier.
The moment he heard Qian Jun call him, Feng Jin immediately stood up and walked over, looking utterly respectful—nothing like the arrogant and unruly figure he’d been moments ago.
Qian Jun asked, “Before I arrived, were you disrespectful to my niece?”
Feng Jin wanted nothing more than to slap himself.
Usually, he and his crew were used to being brazen, and his men were always running wild, harassing girls in public.
Who could have guessed that today they’d pick on exactly the one person they couldn’t afford to offend?
With his head lowered, Feng Jin said to Qian Jun, “Boss, it’s my fault. I didn’t manage my people properly. I’ll accept punishment.”
Qian Jun was fuming—was this fool supposed to be apologizing to him?
Sensing his boss’s displeasure, Feng Jin quickly bowed toward Ruan Xingyao. “I’m sorry, miss. We were very offensive earlier. Please be generous and forgive us.”
Ruan Xingyao blinked innocently and said, “You didn’t do anything wrong. Why should you be the one apologizing? And besides, I’m not the only one who deserves an apology.”
Feng Jin felt his head was about to split open.
To lose face like this in front of the boss—his career was basically over.
But he had no choice.
He hurriedly dragged over the lackeys who had mouthed off earlier, forcing them to apologize to Ruan Xingyao and the others.
Especially the one who had harassed Ruan Xingzhuo—Feng Jin wished he could kick him to the ground and make him kowtow in apology.
Ruan Xingyao and her group weren’t the type to press their advantage endlessly.
After all, doing so would only humiliate Qian Jun further.
And since Qian Jun was still their creditor, going too far would only cause them more trouble in the future.
Ruan Xingyao smiled sweetly at Qian Jun and said, “Uncle Qian, good thing I have you to protect me.”
What could Qian Jun do? He could only suppress his anger in silence.
He stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, “Alright, uncle still has things to do, so I’ll head out first. If anything comes up later, just give uncle a call.”
Ruan Xingyao obediently waved her little hand at Qian Jun.
“Uncle Qian, take care on your way. Goodbye, Uncle Qian!”
A whole group of people left in a rush.
Only after Qian Jun’s motorcade had disappeared completely—vanished from sight and even sound—did Feng Jin finally lose his patience and ask,
“What’s your relationship with our big boss?”
Ruan Xingyao didn’t hide anything at all. She answered directly,
“Uncle Qian is my creditor. I owe him lots and lots of money.”
Feng Jin was utterly speechless.
From the way she said it—this didn’t sound like debt at all!
This was basically treating her like an ancestral idol to be worshiped!
He had never seen anyone owe money in such a way.
Noticing what he was thinking, Ruan Xingyao deliberately shuffled a step closer.
She lifted her little face proudly, looking completely haughty.
“Let me tell you, if anything happens to me and I can’t pay back that debt, Uncle Qian definitely won’t spare whoever hurt me! So, I have to stay alive, got it?” Ruan Xingyao said.
Feng Jin pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek, unable to decide for a moment whether he should be angry or what.
Indeed, there were fires burning inside him, but he couldn’t let them out.
It left him so suffocated, unable to breathe in or out—he was irritated to the point of wanting to hit someone.
Seeing him so stifled and unable to vent, Ruan Xingyao grinned at him, then called over Ruan Xingzhuo and You Huan, grabbed Baiyi, and left the barbecue restaurant.
It wasn’t until they had crossed the street that Feng Jin, in his fury, kicked over a table.
One of his lackeys hurried up to soothe him.
“Boss, how about we quietly get rid of them…”
As he spoke, he slid a finger across his neck, his eyes filled with malice.
Feng Jin was already in a foul mood, and when he heard that, he kicked the guy squarely.
“Do you fucking have a brain or not! Want the boss to roast you a pig brain so you can make up for the one you’re missing? You think I dare touch them?” Feng Jin roared irritably.
If it had been any ordinary girl daring to provoke him like this, he’d definitely have taught her a lesson one way or another.
But she was different—she could pull in Qian Jun.
Even if their relationship was just debtor and creditor, she clearly held weight with him.
And on top of that, she’d deliberately made sure everyone knew she was working with the authorities.
Even Qian Jun had to give her three points of respect.
As for them? They were just small-time crooks dabbling on the edge of the law.
If they dared mess with her, they’d only be asking to get locked up and eat prisoner food.
The lackey, clutching the leg Feng Jin had kicked, still didn’t get it.
“Boss, she’s just a little girl. You mean we’re actually afraid of her?” the lackey muttered.
Feng Jin was practically choking on his own fury.
How could he have ended up with such brainless idiots as underlings!
Taking a deep breath, Feng Jin said,
“I’m warning you all—keep your skins tight! If I find out anyone dares to mess with them, I’ll be the first to deal with you! From now on, whenever you see them, you treat them with respect!”
Some didn’t quite understand, but when it came to Feng Jin’s orders, they all listened very well.
Only then did Feng Jin finally feel a bit of relief.
However, before he could let that relief sink in, his phone rang.
It was a call from someone close to Qian Jun.
The moment he saw the caller ID, Feng Jin irritably scratched his head.
What came next would be the real ordeal for him.
Who knew what kind of punishment awaited!
Ruan Xingyao and Ruan Xingzhuo sent You Huan off to her car, then the siblings held Baiyi’s leash and walked home.
On the way, Ruan Xingzhuo hesitated for a long time before finally saying,
“Sis, don’t you think Uncle Qian’s attitude toward you is really strange?”
Ruan Xingyao replied carelessly,
“Strange, then strange. As long as I haven’t paid him back, he can’t really do anything to me.”
It might be a little shameless, but right now, debtors were the real bosses!
Ruan Xingzhuo said,
“But I can’t help feeling that when I got into accident back then… he might’ve had something to do with it.”
Hearing this, Ruan Xingyao stopped in her tracks, her gaze sharp and fixed on Ruan Xingzhuo.
— The end of the Chapter–
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