Chapter 373: The Soft-Waisted Educated Youth Is Again Being Spoiled Rotten by His Boyfriend 36

The fight over there ended quickly with a clear winner.

It was simply that the side with more people was stronger; the security Jin Chen had hired were all big and burly, and those bald guys were no match for them at all.

Moreover, there was the angry trio of lackeys.

They were all rustic fellows who pulled their punches none, and the civilized city folk, pent up for so long, naturally beat the troublemakers to a pulp when they encountered one.

It wasn't until Guli thought that continuing would likely cause a death that she had someone stop them.

At that moment the bald guy's head was already bruised red and purple, yet he seemed even more emboldened, bluntly saying they bullied people just because they were many, and that the son of a murderer was no good, and even his friends were such vicious bastards.

His words were always unpleasant to hear.

It seemed as if he were deliberately provoking Mo Zhinan.

But even so, Mo Zhinan's face merely turned pale on the surface, appearing not to care much.

"If your purpose today was to anger me and then take me away, then I can only say sorry."

He imitated Jin Chen's tone, slightly lifting his chin and speaking coldly, "Jumping clown."

The bald guy's face changed; he silently thought, "How is this pale-faced guy so troublesome?"

At that moment, a screech of sudden braking sounded, and everyone's attention was drawn.

Jin Chen had just opened the car door when he sprinted over here.

"Boss Jin!" someone shouted loudly, finally putting their mind at ease.

The bald guys were shocked and turned pale.

How did Jin Chen come back? The investigators said he went to discuss cooperation; it shouldn't end in just an hour or two!

They glanced at each other, immediately wanting to run, but the trio of lackeys blocked their path, leaving no chance to escape.

"Bao Bao, are you alright?"

Jin Chen was so worried that he didn't even use the false title he usually put on in front of the workers, but directly called the private endearment.

Heaven knows how tense and anxious he felt when he heard from 0731 that Mo Zhinan had almost come to harm.

Fortunately, he hadn't arrived too late.

He cupped Mo Zhian's cheeks with both hands, his voice gentle yet urgent, "Why is your complexion so awful?"

"A-Chen..."

The moment he saw Jin Chen, Mo Zhinan's feigned bravery and strength collapsed instantly, redness tinging the corners of his eyes, his long lashes misty with moisture.

His voice was soft as he reached out to grasp Jin Chen's shirt corner, "My father… is not a violent murderer."

Hearing that choked voice, Jin Chen's heart turned to water; he pulled the person into his embrace and softened his voice to comfort.

"Don't listen to their nonsense; listen to me—he is your and your mother's hero."

Jin Chen knew Mo Zhinan's emotions were off; he held him, gently soothing over and over until he felt the trembling stop, then he finally relaxed a little.

But seeing his pale face, a sour bitterness welled up in his heart again.

He rubbed the top of his head and whispered, "Be good, don't be afraid; I'll help you get revenge."

Mo Zhinan gave a slight nod, his arms still tightly clasped around Jin Chen's back, unwilling to part.

Perhaps the workers inside might see their embrace now, and their relationship would later be exposed, but Mo Zhinan no longer cared.

He now only wanted to stay with Jin Chen; this person's embrace was the safest place in the world.

After comforting his wife, it was time to settle the score.

Jin Chen lifted his gaze again; his eyes held no warmth, his look at the bald guys seeming to contain killing intent.

"Little Six, bring them in through the back door." Having said that, he put his arm around Mo Zhinan and walked toward his office.

"Sure thing, Boss Jin." The trio immediately understood Jin Chen's meaning, grabbing the several who had been beaten to a sorry state and heading toward the factory.

Songshang and the others stared, dumbfounded.

Guli asked her girlfriend, "Jin Chen… is he really mixed up with the black gang?"

Huang Yun cracked a smile, feeling Jin Chen was now far removed from the little hoodlum of his memory, "Not really sure; I haven't lived long in the village for a while."

Lisan recalled Jin Chen's first time personally discussing factory cooperation; that bearing really did resemble a triad.

Maybe there really is some connection after all.

They chatted a few more sentences, picked up the scattered drawings, and arranged for the workers to continue working.

In the office.

Jin Chen and Mo Zhinan share a large office, with a rest room inside the partition.

He feared Mo Zhinan would be severely affected emotionally, so he first brought him into the rest room to lull him to sleep.

"I'll be outside; rest well, be good."

Mo Zhinan's cheek rested on the pillow, his almond eyes still slightly red, evoking pity; he rubbed his hand against the one Jin Chen had placed on his face and obediently agreed.

"Don't cause a death..."

He only gave that one admonition.

As long as no one dies, that's fine; the rest is what that bunch deserves.

"I know."

Jin Chen responded, seeing his wife slowly close her eyes to rest, then he left the rest room.

At that moment the bald guys were pressed by the trio of lackeys to kneel, their pleas for mercy and angry curses rising and falling, but they simply refused to say who had ordered them.

Jin Chen found it noisy, kicked the table, and produced a heavy thud.

"Shut up." His voice was cold and deep, making people involuntarily submit.

The bald guy shuddered even more, not daring to lift his head.

"Who sent you here, Zhang Zhishuai or Xu Lin?"

Jin Chen slowly sat down on the sofa, looking down from above at the kneeling few.

I guess it must be Xu Lin; after all, I just ran into some things, and now he feels embarrassed.

The bald man still didn't speak, but his wandering eyes already gave it away.

【0731.】

【The host is present.】

【Does Zhang Zhishuai know now that Xu Lin is having an affair?】

【He probably still doesn't know; he himself is immersed in the gentle village.】

Jin Chen pretty much figured out what happened.

"Xu Lin wants you to seize Mo Zhinan and hand him over to the Zhang family, promising to split the earnings fifty‑fifty."

When he said that, the bald man's expression finally changed.

It was a feeling somewhere between surprise and disbelief, and it was hard to fathom how Jin Chen knew about this.

Jin Chen snorted, rose abruptly, stomped hard on the bald man's fingers, his eyes downcast and his voice icy.

"Xu Lin didn't tell you that if this gets out, you'll face mortal danger—or even a fate worse than death."

Without uttering a word, he pressed down harder with his foot; the bald man's hand back began to turn purple, a sharp, cutting pain.

The bald man was practically dying of regret.

Xu Lin had warned to watch out for Jin Chen and run if you saw him, but he never said Jin Chen was this vicious!

"I don't know… please let us go—this is all Xu Lin's doing! He claimed Mo Zhinan's father is a murderer, and just saying that would make Mo Zhinan lose control of his emotions."

To save his life, the bald man confessed everything.

I don't know which word suddenly provoked Jin Chen, but he kicked the bald man in the face, sending him flying to the ground.

"Now call him, tell him we've succeeded, and ask him to come over right away."