Chapter 1225: Millennium Love Story 30

Zhaolong was tied with a reverse knot in the corner of the wall, his face flushed red-purple, mouth open silently pleading for help.

Jin Chen had even done it with one hand, the other hand still holding a mung-bean popsicle.

He unwrapped the popsicle and handed it to Chen Zhu, Jin Chen clapped his hands and squatted beside Zhaolong.

"Who are you?"

Zhaolong couldn't utter a single syllable, the near-death suffocation making him gradually panic, his trembling hand pointing at his throat.

"Oh, I forgot."

Jin Chen's tone was lax, he loosened the knot a bit, leaving a gap for speaking and breathing.

Zhaolong gasped heavily, only then did he come back to life, opening his mouth to curse.

"You motherf—"

"Bang!"

"Bastard……"

"Bang!"

Jin Chen somehow produced the remaining half-bottle of a large Sprite, and whenever Zhaolong cursed, he would smash his head with it.

"Can you speak properly now?"

Zhaolong was dazed, nodding blankly, "... Yes, yes."

"What the hell, where did this Pervert come from!"

Zhaolong's body couldn't gain leverage, hanging like a side of pork, swaying by the neck, "I am…"

"I know, you're that bastard named Zhaolong."

Jin Chen responded, nonchalant.

Zhaolong: "……"

"You know who I am, what are you asking for!"

They hadn't even met for ten minutes, and he was about to be angered to death by Jin Chen.

Only then did Zhaolong understand why, whenever Jin Chen was mentioned, his good-for-nothing younger brother was so terrified.

"You…"

Zhaolong turned the words over in his mind, but still dared not let them out as profanity.

"I heard you're from Jing Shi, yet you actually fell for this kind of goods…"

"Bang!"

Jin Chen swayed the Sprite bottle in his hand, half-smiling, "Try cursing him again."

"Dage!"

Zhao Weifang rushed over on his ghost-fire motorcycle, learning that Zhaolong had come alone made his heart sink halfway, and indeed he saw his brother being abused by Jin Chen.

"Jin Chen! You motherf— let go of my brother!"

Jin Chen poked his ear, then grabbed the horn hanging on the electric door handle and aimed it at Zhao Weifang.

"Zhao Weifang, Li Shao, and lackeys, keep out—Zhao Weifang, Li Shao…"

Zhao Weifang: "……"

He gritted his teeth, "Who the hell wants to go in? Let my brother go!"

"You two brothers really are the same—unwelcome, you just barge in with thick skin."

Jin Chen played with the slightly deflated Sprite bottle, "Take him and get lost; if you come back, I'll still beat people."

He pulled a small knife from his pocket, pressing it close to Zhaolong's neck.

"Ahhh!! What the hell are you doing!?"

The feeling of the cold blade touching his neck was awful, it made Zhaolong break out in a cold sweat despite the hot, steaming street.

"Jin Chen!!" Zhao Weifang shouted, "Are you crazy!"

The shopkeepers and customers who came out to watch the spectacle were all terrified.

Jin Chen cut the rope, his gaze sweeping over lazily, "Nervous."

Freed, Zhaolong collapsed limp on the ground, taking deep breaths to ease his despair.

【Villain Blackening Value detected -10, total now 40!】

"You……"

Jin Chen couldn't be bothered with him, sheathed the knife and returned to Chen Zhu standing by the door, raising both hands to pinch Chen Zhu's shoulders.

"It's hot out here, big brother, are you waiting for my nap?"

"Yes, I thought you weren't coming back until this evening."

Chen Zhu also didn't spare the Zhao brothers a glance, taking Jin Chen's hand into the shop, casually closing the door and shutting out the outside clamor.

Zhao Weifang hurried over to help his brother up, "Really… I told you not to come alone, Jin Chen is simply a Pervert committing evil."

Even now, the moment he gets on his motorcycle, he recalls that night's embarrassment.

Zhaolong glared hatefully at the two behind the glass door, "This isn't over!"

"Before, I could let it slide, but I don't believe that after all his struggles in this life he still can't handle Chen Zhu!"

"What are you looking at? I'll dig out your eyeballs!"

Zhao Weifang roared at the people in the surrounding shops.

While riding the motorcycle home, Zhao Weifang asked, "Dage, you've also seen that person Jin Chen—do you know what he does in Jing Shi?"

Zhao Weifang didn't know how big Jing Shi was, and strangely thought that Zhaolong was now doing a big jade business, surely knowing many rich people.

Zhaolong was even more of a face-saving person; even without knowing Jin Chen's status, one could tell that if he were truly a rich second-generation, he wouldn't willingly come from this life to this poor, remote town just to chase a cake maker of unknown background.

"Rest assured, he's definitely not someone of prominence; otherwise, why would he decently come all the way from Jing Shi to here."

Zhaolong covered his neck and muttered under his breath, "If I didn't still have to meet the big boss in a couple days, I'd definitely give him a beating."

"Leave it to me!"

Zhao Weifang suddenly got excited, "I used to be afraid of provoking some big shot, but if it weren't for him, I'd go find more brothers—I don't believe ten or twenty of us couldn't beat him alone."

Thinking he could finally wipe away his past shame, Zhao Weifang's suppressed mood over the past few days turned into utter elation.

——

Jin Chen knew Li Shao was a shameless person.

But facts proved that Li Shao's shamelessness only kept refreshing his understanding.

That day, Song Nainai was to be taken by her son—who is also Li Shao's maternal uncle—to another city for her elderly care.

On moving day, Song Nainai learned that this grandson refused to stay with her briefly and also refused to return to Jing Shi now, making her a bit worried.

Who would have thought Li Shao would directly bring Song Nainai to their door.

"Grandma, I'm on good terms with Chen Dage and Jin Chen now; seeing that only half a month of summer vacation remains, Chen Dage will surely look after me before I leave, right?"

Chen Zhu and Jin Chen standing at the doorway: "……"

Jin Chen took a sip of yogurt and sincerely sighed.

"Someone shameless is invincible under heaven."

Before they could respond, the already gray‑haired Song Nainai directly thanked Chen Zhu, "That's great, thank you so much, Xiao Chen."

"Grandma hasn't been good to you for nothing."

Chen Zhu curled his lip; since moving in, Song Nainai has indeed been kind to him often, and even during the half month after his master's passing, she warmly invited him to eat at her home.

Although he disliked Li Shao, Chen Zhu found it hard to refuse Song Nainai.

"Okay, Song Nainai, rest assured."

Chen Zhu smiled and replied, "Take your time."

"Eh, okay."

Song Nainai finally didn't have to worry; she happily watched Li Shao enter Chen Zhu's door, intending to bring his luggage inside.

After giving instructions at the doorway for a long while, she had her son help her downstairs to leave.

As soon as Song Nainai left, the three people in the living room immediately wiped off their smiles.

Jin Chen bluntly said, "Is something wrong with your head? Who says we're on good terms?"

Chen Zhu even more curtly exclaimed, "Get out."

After being with Jin Chen for a while, he had learned more and more not to suppress his emotions; toward people he dislikes, that should be another attitude.

"Come on, you two, don't be so angry—I'm just making an excuse."

Li Shao also now learned that Jin Chen had no significant status in Jing Shi, and thus lost his initial bias.

"As compensation for my help, I can tell you it'd be best to go apologize to Weifang today; otherwise tomorrow you'll have a rough time."

Jin Chen slowly raised the kitchen knife in his hand, his tone calm, "Scram or not."

Li Shao: "……"

How could I forget—this person has no status, but he's got a whole load of perversion.

He felt a bit weak in the legs, hurriedly left the living room, and went upstairs to look for Zhao Weifang.