Chapter 16: **The Pimp Zhou Andong**

Zhou Andong smiled and said, "Can't you be a bit nicer to Zhao Jianlong? He's your brother's good brother, and your mother once tried her hardest to set your sister up with him."

Jiang Yuyue sneered, "Do you think Zhao Jianlong is a good person?"

Zhou Andong laughed and gave a thumbs up, "You're a sharp one. You're the only clear-headed person in your whole family."

"Hmph!" Jiang Yuyue gave a haughty snort. "It's just that Zhao Jianlong is too good at putting on a facade. He's famous in Jiangzhou—a big tycoon, a philanthropist, one of the city's Top Ten Outstanding Youth, with a net worth of nearly ten million, and a guest of honor for many leaders. But who would have thought he's actually the biggest thug boss in Jiangzhou?"

Zhou Andong had to admit that Zhao Jianlong was indeed formidable. He was very skilled at painting himself in a positive light, which made him highly deceptive. He even managed to escape unscathed during the second "Strike Hard" campaign in 1996, and later became even more prominent, with a net worth of over a billion.

However, Zhou Andong looked at Jiang Yuyue. Before Zhao Jianlong was exposed, even he hadn't known the man's true colors. How did this girl know?

"How do you know his true colors?"

Jiang Yuyue gritted her teeth and said, "Do you remember the female worker who jumped off the building at the textile factory a few years ago?"

Zhou Andong had a vague impression. To him, that time was too distant, and the details had faded.

Jiang Yuyue said, "Her name was Yang Jinmei. She was my classmate's sister. She was raped... humiliated by Zhao Jianlong. Because she was about to get married, her family didn't dare to report it to the police. But who would have thought that a few days later, Yang Jinmei would jump off the building? Although they finally reported it to the police, it was too late. All the evidence was gone, and instead, Zhao Jianlong turned the tables on them, accusing them of framing him."

Zhou Andong sighed, "The halo over Zhao Jianlong's head is too dazzling; it blinds people to the darkness behind him."

Jiang Yuyue gave a self-deprecating smile. "Exactly. My brother, my sister, my father, and my mother all knew about it, but none of them believed Zhao Jianlong would do such a thing. They all thought my classmate's family was framing him to extort money. But I believed it, because I knew my classmate very well—she absolutely wouldn't lie."

Zhou Andong patted Jiang Yuyue on the shoulder. "The way of Heaven is a cycle; who does Heaven ever spare? Zhao Jianlong won't have a good ending."

Jiang Yuyue said, "I believe that too. He won't have a good end."

Zhou Andong stood up. "Tell your brother not to get involved in Zhao Jianlong's business. And if he's looking for a loan, stop your father."

Jiang Yuyue shook her head. "It's useless. My brother won't listen. As for the loan, he's a major client of the Industrial and Commercial Bank; do you think my father would refuse if he wanted a loan?"

Zhou Andong shrugged. It was the same old story—if Heaven wants to rain and a mother wants to remarry, there's no stopping it.

"Let's go. We're going to take photos."

Jiang Yuyue cleared her mood and asked with a smile, "Where to? And shouldn't you buy me another outfit? I can't wear this one to take photos."

"This one is just fine." Zhou Andong didn't skimp on his praise. "It shows off your figure perfectly and makes you beautiful to the extreme.

Mature, confident, elegant, and charming."

Zhou Andong took two steps back. "I can't even open my eyes when I'm too close to you; you're just too dazzling. The sun at one or two in the afternoon isn't as bright as you. It's a pity I'm not a poet, otherwise, I'd have to write ten thousand poems to describe your beauty."

"Pfft!" Jiang Yuyue couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Zhou Andong blinked. "Was my summary incisive enough?"

"I think you're a sycophant!" Jiang Yuyue's mood suddenly lifted, and she leaned forward to look behind Zhou Andong.

Zhou Andong asked, confused, "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Yuyue said with a smile, "I'm checking how long the tail behind your butt has grown. This outfit was clearly bought just for the photoshoot."

Zhou Andong said, "Don't quibble over these details. The clothes are yours—that's a fact, right?"

"Fine, I won't quibble." Jiang Yuyue said, "But I'm hungry. Let's go eat first, otherwise I won't have the energy to take photos."

Zhou Andong said grumpily, "You're like a starving ghost reincarnated. What time is it, and you're already hungry?"

Jiang Yuyue kicked out with her foot. Zhou Andong jumped back, grinning triumphantly. "Missed me!"

Seeing Zhou Andong's infuriating look, Jiang Yuyue gnashed her teeth, wishing she could take a bite out of him. "Is your leg not hurting anymore?"

To the thick-skinned Zhou Andong, Jiang Yuyue's kick was no more than a mosquito bite, but he still grimaced. "Ouch, ouch, don't move, don't move, it hurts."

"Serves you right!" Jiang Yuyue scolded again, a hint of concern flashing in her eyes. "Who told you to be so unclear with your words?" She reached out to roll up his pant leg.

Zhou Andong stopped her and pulled Jiang Yuyue up. "It's fine, I'll just rest for a bit."

Jiang Yuyue helped Zhou Andong, and he limped over to the rest area and sat down on a stool.

"Phew!" Zhou Andong let out a long breath and complained, "You're quite ruthless."

"Serves you right!" Jiang Yuyue scolded again, then asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Zhou Andong shook his head like a rattle. "Go to the hospital for what? It's already much better now."

"Yuyue!" Suddenly, a man's voice came from nearby.

Zhou Andong looked up and saw it was Zhao Jianlong, with his arm around a heavily made-up woman who looked quite pretty, though her makeup was a bit thick.

Zhao Jianlong was stunned to see Zhou Andong, and his face darkened immediately. "Yuyue, why are you with him?"

Jiang Yuyue frowned. "Zhao Jianlong, you're overstepping your bounds. Who I'm with is my business."

Hearing Jiang Yuyue's words, Zhao Jianlong's face grew even darker. He looked at Zhou Andong with murderous intent. "Kid, I advise you to stay away from Yuyue. Don't go looking for trouble."

"Ha!" Zhou Andong laughed. "Even a skyscraper isn't as nosy as you. Who the hell do you think you are? What's wrong, did you have a stroke? You couldn't say something like that without a ten-year history of illness."

"Who the hell is this?" Two long-haired youths walked over. One of them, a short guy, said, "Daring to talk to Brother Long like that? Tired of living, are you?"

Jiang Yuyue's pretty face turned frosty. "Zhao Jianlong, don't go looking for trouble."

Seeing that Jiang Yuyue was truly angry, Zhao Jianlong's dark face returned to normal. He smiled and said, "I'm leaving. But I'll definitely tell your brother."

"Suit yourself!" Jiang Yuyue didn't give Zhao Jianlong a pleasant look.

"Then I'm leaving. Get home early." Zhao Jianlong turned and left, his face darkening once more. "Wolf-head, you two keep an eye on them. Once Yuyue leaves, break his legs. Let him spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair."

"Got it!" Wolf-head, the short guy, agreed with a grin.

Whether it was Zhao Jianlong or this Wolf-head, neither of them took Zhou Andong seriously.

Zhou Andong smiled and said, "Can't you be a bit nicer to Zhao Jianlong? He's your brother's good brother, and your mother once tried her hardest to set your sister up with him."

Jiang Yuyue sneered, "Do you think Zhao Jianlong is a good person?"

Zhou Andong laughed and gave a thumbs up, "You're a sharp one. You're the only clear-headed person in your whole family."

"Hmph!" Jiang Yuyue gave a haughty snort. "It's just that Zhao Jianlong is too good at putting on a facade. He's famous in Jiangzhou—a big tycoon, a philanthropist, one of the city's Top Ten Outstanding Youth, with a net worth of nearly ten million, and a guest of honor for many leaders. But who would have thought he's actually the biggest thug boss in Jiangzhou?"