The car window rolled down.
Yu Wenli raised his eyes. "Another fight?"
"Mm."
Xing Jiahe responded faintly, his eyes beneath the brim of his cap unmoving.
Yu Wenli raised an eyebrow. "We're going to help Xu Kexin move her things. Want to come?"
"Xu Kexin?"
A flicker of confusion crossed Xing Jiahe's eyes. After a moment, he remembered who it was.
"Fine."
He had nothing else to do anyway.
He adjusted the bag on his shoulder and walked around to the passenger side.
-
The rental house Xu Ziliang found was in the east of the city, an area notoriously chaotic.
The only upside was the low housing prices, making rent incredibly cheap.
As a result, it was densely populated.
The place Xu Kexin called a "community," though it hardly qualified as one, was blocked by a long, narrow alley.
The car couldn't get through, so the three of them followed the navigation on foot.
Along the way, they encountered several groups of young thugs smoking, their gazes sizing up the trio.
However, intimidated by the unapproachable aura of Yu Wenli and Xing Jiahe,
no one dared to step forward.
They arrived at their destination smoothly.
Xu Kexin stood under a plane tree, lost in thought, a small white bag in her hand, wearing a beige dress and a light blue thin jacket.
The wind blew, causing her skirt to sway, resembling a budding orchid.
As Xing Jiahe looked up, Xu Kexin happened to turn her head. Seeing Wen Tingxue, she smiled gently.
Loose strands of hair playfully clung to her face, making her appear even more serene, elegant, and full of spirit.
"Thank you for the trouble."
Xu Kexin tucked her long hair behind her ear and walked over, nodding slightly at Yu Wenli and Xing Jiahe with perfect politeness.
Yu Wenli glanced at the mixed and chaotic residential area.
"Is anyone home now?" he asked.
Xu Kexin said, "There should be. I asked the neighbors, and they've been home all day. They're probably waiting to deliver a lecture."
She spoke with a calm nonchalance, as if she truly didn't care anymore.
"Lead the way," Yu Wenli gestured with his chin.
Xing Jiahe naturally took up the rear.
On the sixth floor, the top floor, in front of the small room on the south side.
Xu Kexin took a deep breath before inserting the key. Before she could turn it,
the door opened from the inside, revealing a handsome man holding a wine bottle and letting out a loud burp.
The smell of alcohol that wafted out was so strong it almost made Yu Wenli gag. He instinctively took two steps back, shielding Wen Tingxue.
Xu Kexin, accustomed to it, glanced at the cheap bottle in his hand.
"Lost again?"
She curled her lips in mockery. "Why didn't Shang Ziqian chop off one of your hands?"
If he had, he wouldn't be gambling anymore.
"How dare you speak to me like that?!"
Xu Ziliang slammed the wine bottle down and raised his hand to slap her.
Xu Kexin stood motionless, letting him yell and scold.
The expected slap never fell.
She looked up and saw Xing Jiahe expressionlessly gripping Xu Ziliang's wrist.
He didn't seem to be using much force, yet Xu Ziliang's entire face contorted in pain.
"You, you, you..." Xu Ziliang stammered, unable to form coherent words. "Who the hell are you?!"
"Your father."
With that, Xing Jiahe let go of his hand with disgust.
Unprepared, Xu Ziliang fell straight onto his backside, tears welling up from the pain.
He also sobered up considerably and pointed at Xu Kexin, cursing.
"You unfilial daughter! Staying out all night means you were with him, right?!"
Before Xu Kexin could answer, he directly reached out to Xing Jiahe.
"Let me tell you, my daughter isn't easy to have. If you want to touch her, you have to pay me first!
"No, I know my daughter, she's still a virgin. Whether you've touched her or not, you must give me one hundred thousand!"
He extended his hand again, stating it matter-of-factly.
"One hundred thousand! Not a penny less!"
The soundproofing in the rental apartment was poor.
Coupled with the striking appearances of Yu Wenli and Xing Jiahe, they had already attracted quite a few onlookers.
Now, with Xu Ziliang's shouting, more and more people came to watch.
Even people from the opposite building came out.
Even with Xu Kexin's calm demeanor, she couldn't stand Xu Ziliang's shamelessness.
To openly exchange her body for money!
What did he think she was?!
A prostitute?!
Xu Kexin, unable to take it anymore, yelled, "That's enough! From now on, you are no longer my father, and you will never get another cent from me!"
After she spoke, taking advantage of Xu Ziliang's stunned silence,
Xu Kexin pushed him away and, with red eyes, ran inside to pack her belongings.
Wen Tingxue followed closely.
"You..."
Xu Ziliang recovered and was about to curse again, but Yu Wenli and Xing Jiahe glared at him from either side.
Both of them had seen their share of trouble, and even if they hadn't fought in a while, the killing intent radiating from them was enough to awe a coward like Xu Ziliang.
As expected, the bully who preyed on the weak immediately shut up and scrambled back into the house.
Yu Wenli, worried something might happen, followed with Xing Jiahe.
The rental apartment was very small.
At most sixty to seventy square meters, yet it was crammed with a lot of stuff.
There was hardly any space to step.
The filth and disarray made Yu Wenli want to jump out and wash his shoes in an instant.
"Who are you guys?!"
A woman sitting in the bedroom watching TV heard the commotion and came out.
She saw Yu Wenli and Xing Jiahe walking in and couldn't help but reprimand them:
"Do you know that trespassing is illegal? I can sue you!"
Yu Wenli replied without lifting his eyes, "I'll be waiting."
The woman: "..."
So incredibly arrogant.
"Xu Ziliang!" The woman, having lost face, wanted her husband to come back.
Xu Ziliang was pressed against Xu Kexin's door. Seeing that she was really packing, he immediately wilted.
He couldn't be bothered with the woman's demands, his mind solely focused on his gambling debts.
"Xinxin!"
As soon as Xu Kexin came out, Xu Ziliang knelt before her, crying heartbrokenly.
"How can you abandon your father? Your aunt and I treated you so well, you can't be this heartless.
"Father worked so hard to raise you, and now I'm waiting for you to care for me in my old age. How can you..."
Xu Ziliang clung tightly to Xu Kexin's luggage, wailing and making a scene.
"Xinxin, your mother passed away early, and your maternal and paternal grandparents have also passed away one after another in recent years.
"In this vast world, Father has only you left. If you leave too, how can Father live?
"Xinxin, look at your father. Father loves you. Father promises to quit gambling and drinking from now on, and never cause you trouble again, okay? Please stay, alright?"
Xu Ziliang truly had a handsome face, and when he cried, he looked even more pitiable than a woman.
Let alone Xu Kexin and her mother, anyone would soften their heart seeing him.
That is, if they didn't know his rotten character!
Xu Kexin couldn't drag the suitcase and couldn't kick him away, so she simply left empty-handed.
Just before letting go, Xing Jiahe, displeased, stepped forward and kicked Xu Ziliang in the waist.
With just one kick, both the man and the suitcase flew out.
The messy dining table was knocked askew, and several bottles and jars fell off under the strain.
They landed directly on Xu Ziliang's head, and then several cockroaches slowly crawled out from within.
Yu Wenli was closest to the dining table. The moment he saw the cockroaches, he sprang back with extreme speed.
It was as if he had springs on his feet.
Wen Tingxue: "???"
He was afraid of cockroaches?!
I'm sorry, I'm not feeling very well today, so there will only be two updates. I will make them up.