Chapter 65
Seeing the pleading look in his little brother’s eyes, the tattooed man was almost furious beyond words; he withstood the pain in his fingers and charged towards Xu Ke with an electric baton. But as he reached Xu Ke, he stopped all his actions, holding the baton aloft like an idiot, looking at Xu Ke in terror.
“Why not continue?” Xu Ke’s lips slowly curled into a grin under the two men’s terrified gazes. His eyes were full of violent restraint, indifference, and coldness from witnessing all sorts of bloodshed. These emotions combined gave people a chill at the first sight, as if they had been plunged into an ice cave, with a coldness rising from their feet.
Xu Ke was stunned by the unexpected turn of events, blinking at the fleeing figure with a sense of helpless amusement. When Xu Ke turned back to look at the tattooed man, he saw that the man who had just been holding his arm aloft had already lowered it, kneeling at Xu Ke’s feet, with his hands clasped together, saying, “I didn’t know you were also in this business. I apologize for offending you earlier. Please forgive me this time. I won’t compete with you for this girl.” The tattooed man spoke while rubbing his hands, looking extremely pitiful.
“Get lost.” Xu Ke couldn’t be bothered to look at the person on the ground. Instead, he walked towards the woman who was about to slide into a pile of vomit, pulling her up just in time. The tattooed man ran off while Xu Ke was occupied.
Although he didn’t know Xu Ke’s identity, anyone with such formidable skills and terrifying eyes wasn’t just anyone. If he didn’t take the chance to escape while Xu Ke was distracted, what if Xu Ke changed his mind? The more the tattooed man thought, the faster he ran, completely disregarding the fainted little brother from before.
Meanwhile, Xu Ke looked at the woman who seemed to have turned into a boneless pile of mush, his brow furrowing deeply. “Get up,” Xu Ke said coldly.
“Hic~” The woman half-squinted at Xu Ke, let out a hiccup, and then slurred, “Who are you? Can you stop moving around? You’re making me dizzy.”
“Where’s your home?” Xu Ke used one hand to support the woman’s upper body, dragging her out of the alley, while the other hand held her arm to keep her from moving, trying to communicate with her to find out her address to take her home, clearly overwhelmed.
“Home? Aren’t you my boyfriend? How dare you ask where my home is? Do you have no conscience? Has a dog eaten your conscience?” The woman, who had been all over the place with nonsense, suddenly raged, nearly breaking free from Xu Ke’s grip as her strength surged unexpectedly.
“I’m not your boyfriend. I’m just a passerby. Hurry and tell me where your home is so I can take you back,” Xu Ke said coldly.
“You heartless man, you’ve ruined me. My parents don’t acknowledge me anymore, and I have nowhere to go. You scumbag, you should be responsible for me, do you hear?” The woman cried and spoke, her alcoholic breath hitting Xu Ke’s face, making his head throb. Until now, Xu Ke had never known that dealing with a drunk woman could be much more troublesome than fighting those four thugs. If he could turn back time, he would never have taken this path.
The only thing Xu Ke was fortunate about was that the street wasn’t crowded. If not, he wasn’t sure how many more people would be watching this scene. As Xu Ke and the drunken woman stalled on the main road, Lin Mengyao, who was supposed to be at home, appeared just three steps away from Xu Ke.
“Xu Ke, I truly overestimated you. I must have been blind, blinded by fat, to feel guilty about what I did.” Lin Mengyao stood in front of Xu Ke, eyes red as she looked at the woman clinging to him, calling him a heartless man, then glanced at where their bodies touched, biting her lip hard.
She regretted feeling that maybe driving Xu Ke away without listening to explanations was somewhat extreme, so she came looking for him to hear what he had to say. But what she saw was this scene—tangling with a scantily clad woman on a public road—a complete waste of her guilt.
“No, let me explain, Mengyao, this is all a misunderstanding.” Xu Ke pushed the woman leaning on him away, anxiously explaining to Lin Mengyao. There was already one misunderstanding between them, and now there was another; it was like adding frost to snow. Xu Ke could foresee that if he couldn’t clear up this misunderstanding today, the relationship that had barely improved might return to square one or even colder than before.
“Fine, I’ll give you the chance. Explain then, while you have someone in your arms. Let’s see what kind of explanation you can come up with,” Lin Mengyao looked at Xu Ke with cold eyes, her voice devoid of warmth and inflection.
“I don’t even know this woman. I just saw her drunk and surrounded by some punks. I was afraid something would happen, so I stepped in and saved her. Before you arrived, I was asking for her address to send her home, but she didn’t say and started acting drunk here. There’s absolutely nothing between us.” Xu Ke raised his hands to show his innocence to Lin Mengyao.
Xu Ke’s eagerness to prove his innocence in front of Lin Mengyao, and the cautious yet deeply yearning look in his eyes moved Lin Mengyao, easing the discomfort in her heart.
Lin Mengyao looked carefully at the woman who was still trying to throw herself into Xu Ke’s arms. Though she pursed her lips without saying a word, subconsciously she compared that woman to herself. Finding that in every aspect the woman seemed inferior, Lin Mengyao’s tense lips relaxed.
Seeing Lin Mengyao’s change in expression, Xu Ke felt a slight relief, but before he could fully breathe easy, Lin Mengyao’s relaxed lips tensed again. Lin Mengyao accepted his explanation regarding this woman, but the woman Xu Ke hugged earlier seemed to stand on equal ground with her.