Chapter 1079: The Gentle Neighbor's Drama Queen Darling 07

In the following days, Zhongyu Yu would occasionally run into Jin Chen in the elevator; after posting a new drink on her social media, the neighbor would also come over to mooch a cup.

Getting along harmoniously, Zhongyu Yu's impression of this new neighbor and new friend kept improving.

Until that day……

Zhongyu Yu had just finished polishing the video script with PR, preparing to do makeup and shoot, when she heard the Main Gate being pounded very loudly.

She warily opened the doorway monitor to see four burly thugs blocking the entrance, their aura fierce.

He bit his lip, saw the photography props on the coffee table, suddenly had an idea, applied two layers of powder to his face, pinched the thing in his hand, then went to open the door.

"Who are you?"

The Main Gate opened; the thug who had been pounding on it stared blankly, "Damn?!"

"How the hell is it a woman?"

The thug dazedly asked the second thug, "Are you sure that beast Zhongdainan said this?"

The second thug stepped back a few steps, looked at the doorplate number, "No doubt, bro! This is it, his son lives here!"

The third thug roared, "Are you male or female, damn it?"

Zhongyu Yu's voice was calm, "Male."

"Damn…"

The thug reacted, grinning mockingly, "A big man acting all girly—no wonder Old Zhongyu refuses to acknowledge having a big son."

He rolled up his sleeves, menacing and vicious, "I won't beat around the bush—your dad owes us brothers at least 150,000! He named names and sent me to collect from you, so hurry up and pay!"

Zhongyu Yu had already guessed this was the case.

Although Zhongdainan denies the blood relation, he makes a perfect free ATM.

He gave a light cough, lifted his forehead like a willow in the wind, and opened with a rich sobbing tone.

"Actually… I haven't seen my father in a long time."

The thug blinked.

What kind of development is this?

"How long you haven't seen your dad is none of my business—you're his son, that's enough! Cut the crap!"

"Cough cough cough…"

Zhongyu Yu immediately frightened into repeated coughing, teary-eyed, looked at the thugs, "But I have a serious illness… I'm about to shave my head… undergo surgery."

Bean‑sized eyes rolled down, he leaned weakly against the doorframe, "Do you really not even contact my father? Since you're friends…"

Zhongyu Yu seemed to see hope, eyes eager, "Uncles, aunts… could you help me with some surgery fees?"

The thugs: "……"

Who the hell is actually here to collect money!

"You're sick in the head! I'm the creditor! Don't play tricks—if you don't pay today, I'll really beat you into the hospital."

The thug, having collected debts for so many years, had seen plenty of fake illnesses and wouldn't be easily fooled.

Crack.

The door at the end of the hallway opened, "What's the noise?"

The voice was cold, the presence overwhelming.

The four thugs felt a chill down their backs, all turning in unison to stare at the approaching man.

Jin Chen walked to Zhongyu Yu's side, rolled up his shirt sleeve, revealing a section of his solid forearm, lines distinct, veins disappearing into the rolled cuff.

"Did they lay a hand on you?" Jin Chen saw Zhongyu Yu's face pale, asked him softly, concern evident in his tone.

But in front of these four thugs, Zhongyu Yu couldn't say there was powder on his face, so he fell silent, closed his mouth, and hid behind Jin Chen as if frightened.

Jin Chen swept his gaze over the four thugs, full of killing intent.

His eyes were icy cold; even the thugs who had just been fierce hesitated a few seconds before continuing.

"Debts must be repaid—it's only right! What business is it of yours, a neighbor across the door?"

Hearing the words "neighbor across the door," 0731 clicked his tongue, thinking this guy was doomed.

【Host, get him!】

Jin Chen's expression calm, "150,000—is that what he owes?"

"…No!" the second thug's spirit lacking.

"Whoever owes the money should go find them."

Jin Chen scanned the four, voice cold, "Illegal entry into a residence, extortion, intentional assault— which do you think carries a heavier sentence?"

The second thug completely wilted.

This guy looks really fierce!

The four thugs, not backing down, rushed forward, raising their fists to strike.

"Mind your own business! If I don't see the money today, I'll kill him today!"

A heavy fist was raised high, swinging toward Zhongyu Yu.

Zhongyu Yu's breathing tightened, he instinctively ducked, but in his peripheral vision he saw Jin Chen firmly gripping the four thugs' arms in front of him.

Then he twisted outward, like wringing a chicken.

Snap.

Everyone heard a crisp crack of bone.

"Ah——! Damn!"

The four thugs cried out in pain, the strength they'd mustered instantly went limp, and as they were twisted they dropped to their knees.

Jin Chen flung the man aside, flexed his wrist, lifted his eyelids lazily to look at the remaining three, now petrified.

"Continue?"

The three big men simultaneously stepped back one step.

Don't come over! I've called the police!

Zhongyu Yu stared blankly at the solid back blocking his front; his eye sockets suddenly felt hot, and his thoughts were tangled.

But it was soon hidden again.

He sniffed, not forgetting that the act wasn't finished.

"Cough, cough, cough... cough, cough."

Zhongyu Yu, as if startled, covered his mouth and coughed violently, "You guys... if I die... you'll be the culprits!"

Speaking, he bit the plastic capsule in his mouth and spat blood all over them.

The three burly men:!! Fuck!

Jin Chen saw a pool of blood, his pupils contracted, he turned his head in shock, "You..."

He saw Zhongyu Yu's subtle expression, and the "blood" between his fingers.

Alright, little drama queen, you're on.

Jin Chen was resigned, but cooperated.

He immediately grabbed Zhongyu Yu's shoulder, anger rising, "If you don't scram, stay and come with us to the hospital."

"Damn, it's really a serious illness, what bad luck!" The burly man, who can yield and stand firm.

The four burly men, frightened, turned and ran.

So much blood, who knows if it'll turn fatal!

Once the four burly men had run off, Zhongyu Yu finally relaxed, tilted his head back, his mouth full of fake blood, and smiled at Jin Chen, his eyes crinkling, not feeling the slightest bit that the scene was somewhat terrifying.

Thank you.

Jin Chen chuckled, took a tissue from the entryway cabinet, instinctively wiped the blood from Zhongyu Yu's mouth, and said, "Very clever."

He praised, "Your acting is superb, no wonder you're a professional short-story blogger."

Regarding Zhongyu Yu's profession, Jin Chen had also learned about it by chance in their chats these past few days.

Zhongyu Yu remained silent, as if not yet reacting, he tilted his head back and let him wipe his mouth.

He was still immersed in the feeling of having just been protected by Jin Chen, not getting hit by a fist—a scene that had never appeared in his memory, like a dream.

Upon hearing the praise, he finally reacted, his narrow beautiful eyes curving into crescents, "I think so too."

He spoke indistinctly, yet Jin Chen still understood and laughed again.

While wiping his mouth, the strands of hair draped over his chest stuck to his face; Jin Chen gently brushed them aside, his fingertips inevitably touching Zhongyu Yu's cheek.

The unusual warmth instead made Zhongyu Yu's face feel a bit itchy, his heart seemingly trembling as well.

His breath hitched, he quickly turned aside, "I... I'll go wash up."

His steps toward the washroom were a little unsteady.

Not only his steps were disordered.