Chapter 185: Hey, you brat, looking for death!

At eight o'clock in the evening, a sudden "bang" rang out in the Tongzi Building, immediately followed by the shrill, foul-mouthed cursing of an old woman.

Ning Weidong had a cigarette in his mouth and frowned.

However, such situations were common in the Tongzi Building; which household didn't fight? As long as they started shouting, the whole building could hear it.

Those who wanted to save face might hold back a little, but once you encountered those who didn't care, a fight would always end in chaos.

But the cursing didn't last long before a "ah" was heard, followed immediately by a woman screaming: "You dare hit me? I'll fight you to the death!"

Then came another miserable shriek, and then there was silence.

Ning Weidong smiled amusedly.

Beside him, Shi Xiaonan was drenched in sweat, her eyes still somewhat unfocused, staring blankly at the ceiling.

One of Ning Weidong's arms was being used as her pillow, while his other hand was tirelessly playing with her breasts.

It had to be said, Shi Xiaonan was not only beautiful, but the foundational training she had received from learning opera since childhood gave her a unique allure.

Especially that gaze, and the movements of her fingertips; they had long since formed muscle memory, naturally revealing a kind of beauty.

Just now, when Shi Xiaonan had offered herself, Ning Weidong confirmed it wasn't a honey trap and didn't play coy.

Everyone was an adult; she had already taken off her skirt, so what was there to pretend about?

Regarding this "test drive" that had been offered to him, Ning Weidong showed no mercy, pressing the accelerator all the way to the floor.

Shi Xiaonan, however, was terrified of making noise; the soundproofing in the Tongzi Building wasn't great, and while there were often noises at night, those were usually after nine o'clock, and it wasn't even seven yet.

It would be too embarrassing if she made a scene.

She hurriedly grabbed a pillowcase and bit down on it.

Originally, Ning Weidong had some reservations too, fearing the noise would be too loud.

Her doing that, however, made Ning Weidong lose all his reservations, becoming even more unbridled; once his interest was piqued, he went for two rounds in a row.

Before Shi Xiaonan separated from Wang Kai, although Wang Kai could be considered physically strong, he usually did manual labor at the factory; after working all day, by the time he got off work, he was almost in a "depleted health" state and couldn't exert his normal combat power.

Coupled with the fact that Ning Weidong's stamina was even greater.

Shi Xiaonan was exhausted, like a half-dead carp.

After a while, Shi Xiaonan recovered slightly and shifted her body.

Ning Weidong chuckled and teased, "Sister Shi, I couldn't tell, you've got quite a bit of energy."

Shi Xiaonan couldn't miss his meaning; the flush that had just faded from her face immediately surged back, but she didn't know how to respond.

Her lips trembled a few times, and she simply played the ostrich, lowering her head and staying silent.

Ning Weidong felt even more mischievous and didn't play with her breasts gently.

Shi Xiaonan felt the pain and let out an "aiya."

"It hurts~" She raised her eyes, her face full of resentment: "Don't mistreat me~"

That look, that voice—even though Ning Weidong was an experienced man, he couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart, silently cursing her as a bewitching enchantress.

Yet, he didn't delay and quickly rubbed the spot for her.

Shi Xiaonan took the opportunity to turn over and wiggle upward, meeting Ning Weidong's eyes, and whispered, "Weidong, do you think in your heart that I'm particularly cheap?"

Ning Weidong's hand slipped away, and he could only pat her back lightly: "Sister Shi, don't say that. Others might not know, but I do."

Ning Weidong wasn't just brushing her off; he had previously learned about Shi Xiaonan's situation through Zhang Dajun.

Faced with Section Chief Zhang's coercion and inducements, Shi Xiaonan's heart might have wavered, but in reality, she had indeed never had relations with anyone else.

Shi Xiaonan couldn't help but think back to last time, when she had argued with Wang Kai, and Wang Kai had abandoned her; she had sprained her ankle and met Ning Weidong, who had brought her back on his bicycle.

At that time, although her life had some problems, it was at least still normal.

She had a home, a husband, and a job.

It had only been a few months, and Ning Weidong, who was still guarding the gate back then, had transformed into the Deputy Section Chief of the Security Division.

Yet she had lost everything; was she really wrong?

Did she have to be a housewife in the Dazayuan and waste her whole life away?

The more Shi Xiaonan thought, the sadder she became, and tears flowed silently from her eyes.

Ning Weidong watched but didn't comfort her.

He could see that Shi Xiaonan's crying was half-genuine and half-feigned; it was mainly because the progress of their relationship was too fast, and it was Shi Xiaonan who had initiated the advance.

Now she was a bit at a loss and desperately needed to find a way out for herself.

Ning Weidong didn't want to give her that way out.

Shi Xiaonan's situation was different from Bai Fengyu's.

Bai Fengyu was truly content and law-abiding, very satisfied with her current life; she had her own house, a decent job, and while she wasn't a leading figure in the courtyard, no one dared to look down on her.

Shi Xiaonan, however, was more ambitious, which probably had to do with her profession and the people she came into contact with; she hoped to reach a bigger stage and receive more applause.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have reached the point of divorce.

Offering herself now was a choice made because she was truly at her wit's end.

After two minutes, Shi Xiaonan noticed Ning Weidong had no reaction; she tactfully stopped crying, though she didn't know what to do next.

Only then did Ning Weidong speak, saying indifferently: "This isn't a place to stay for long; later, I'll arrange another place for you to live."

Complex emotions flashed in Shi Xiaonan's eyes; she understood the meaning behind Ning Weidong's words, but she didn't want to become a caged canary, so she pursed her lips, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

Ning Weidong could guess her thoughts and continued: "As for work... let's slow down for now, and talk about it after everything has passed." Shi Xiaonan said "Mm," as she also knew it was unlikely she could return to the opera troupe to work immediately; the reason she brought it up was to see Ning Weidong's attitude toward her going out to perform.

With these words from Ning Weidong, Shi Xiaonan felt a slight sense of relief.

She had already reached this point; if she could no longer perform on stage in the future and could only be trapped at home, it would be better not to struggle at all.

After Ning Weidong finished speaking, he sat up to put on his clothes.

Shi Xiaonan lay on her side and reached out to pull a corner of the towel blanket over herself.

Her fair, delicate skin against the red towel blanket—neither fully covered nor fully exposed—only added to her allure.

Ning Weidong's gaze could not help but be drawn over.

Shi Xiaonan propped her head up with one hand, her eyes darting away as she whispered, "Don't leave tonight, okay~"

Ning Weidong's heart skipped a beat; he couldn't help but think of You Erjie from *Dream of the Red Chamber*. This woman was truly a stunner.

But he continued buttoning his shirt: "Not tonight."

As for why not, he didn't offer a single word of explanation, merely telling her the outcome.

Shi Xiaonan didn't beg again; she just watched him finish dressing, then said "I'm leaving," and pushed the door open to walk away with a carefree air.

Until, with a "Bang!", the door was shut.

Shi Xiaonan sighed, resting her head on her arm, her mind a mess, and muttered to herself: "Master, you were right. After all this turning around, I still ended up on this path."

……

On the other side, Ning Weidong rode his bicycle home through the night.

He was calculating in his mind how to settle Shi Xiaonan.

Although Zhao Ruyi didn't pay much attention to the company's minor affairs, keeping Shi Xiaonan in the company dormitory was simply not the right thing to do.

Ning Weidong pondered that this matter could not be dragged out.

From Nanluoguxiang to Fuchengmen was not exactly close, but it wasn't far either.

Ning Weidong arrived on his bicycle in no time at all.

He got off at the entrance and was just about to push his bicycle through the main gate when he heard a commotion inside.

Ning Weidong was slightly surprised. He entered the gate, intending to watch the spectacle, when he suddenly heard a scream: "Let me go..."

Ning Weidong's expression darkened; he recognized that voice as Bai Fengyu's.

Even though it was shrill from agitation, he could still distinguish it.

He hadn't expected that while looking for a spectacle, he would end up being the one involved.

Ning Weidong casually propped his bicycle against the wall to the side and quickened his pace into the courtyard.

He saw two men, one on each side, dragging Bai Fengqin out from the Moon Gate of the East Cross Courtyard. Bai Fengyu was chasing after them from behind and, seeing Ning Weidong, hurriedly called out: "Weidong, quickly stop them!"

Ning Weidong frowned and immediately blocked the two men with his body.

One of the men, who looked to be in his thirties, saw Ning Weidong's height of over 1.8 meters and felt a momentary loss of confidence. He blustered, "Comrade, this has nothing to do with you. This is my own younger sister; she's been out and won't come home. I'm here today just to take her home..."

Ning Weidong raised an eyebrow, immediately realizing this was the older brother Bai Fengqin had spoken of.

Looking closely, their features were indeed somewhat similar; if he were in the future, he might even be considered a "little fresh meat."

But in this era, this type of appearance for a man wasn't actually popular.

At the same time, Ning Weidong understood why these two were able to drag Bai Fengqin out; in such a situation, even if neighbors wanted to help, it was difficult to intervene.

Ning Weidong sneered: "Own sister? How come I've never heard Fengqin mention she had an older brother in all this time?"

At this moment, Bai Fengqin was streaming with tears. Hearing Ning Weidong's voice, she suddenly looked up, her eyes lighting up, and she shouted: "Brother Weidong, save me! He wants to sell me!"

Ning Weidong's expression grew even darker.

The young man who had come with Bai Fengqin's brother impatiently interrupted: "Who the hell are you? Meddling in other people's business, get lost!"

As he spoke, he reached out to shove Ning Weidong.

Almost simultaneously, a shout came from the side: "Weidong, watch out, this guy knows martial arts!"

The one speaking was Zhou Kun. He had originally intended to intervene when the trouble started, but upon seeing the opponent, he hadn't acted rashly.

He recognized this young man as a well-known wrestler from the wrestling arena outside the South Gate.

Zhou Kun had learned wrestling since he was a child and often frequented the various wrestling arenas in Beijing. Coupled with his natural strength, he rarely encountered anyone he couldn't handle in fights or wrestling matches.

Yet, two years ago, he had suffered a major defeat at this man's hands.

Back then, he had been knocked to the ground in a single encounter.

He was terrified that if he went up again, he wouldn't save anyone and would instead end up with his own face pressed into the dirt.

Now, seeing Ning Weidong, he hurriedly gave a warning.

Before Zhou Kun's voice had even faded, the man reached out, seemingly about to touch Ning Weidong's collar, but Ning Weidong caught his wrist with a "Bang!" and a backhand grip.

The young man was stunned, not expecting Ning Weidong's movements to be so fast. He violently shook his shoulder to exert force and shouted: "Let go of me~"

Unexpectedly, Ning Weidong's strength was extraordinarily great. Not only did his shaking fail to dislodge Ning Weidong's hand, but it caused him to stumble instead.

The young man's expression changed, and he became enraged from embarrassment: "You brat, you're looking for death!"

(End of chapter)