However, I have no intention of accepting this slap from her honestly this time.
I do care more about my relationship with Lin Chuyao.
I am also willing to suffer a little injustice for Lin Chuyao in front of her parents.
But it doesn't mean that I can endure this grievance endlessly. I think I have to take a tougher stance sometimes.
So when she slapped me, I grabbed her wrist directly.
"Auntie, I may not do something well, and there may be some problems with me, but you can't hit people, and you have no right to hit me."
"I don't have the right to beat you? You harass my daughter every day, so I don't have the right to beat you?"
"Then you ask your daughter to tell me personally that I am harassing her. If she doesn't think it is harassment, how can you say it is harassment?"
"Tsk, tsk."
Mother Lin's eyes narrowed at this time, and she looked at me with that strange look.
"Zhang Yang, you are really not simple. You pretend to be like a little sheep in front of my daughter. Now that my daughter is gone, your fox tail will be exposed, right? Look at the way you talk to me, an elder. Your tone and attitude are going to drag you to death."
I said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Auntie, if you are polite to me, I will naturally be polite to you. If you keep humiliating me and looking down on me, I naturally don't want to give you a good face. Everything is mutual, and I also Hope you……"
"enough!"
Mother Lin threw away my hand directly: "I just look down on you and want to humiliate you. What can you do to me? A little gangster who works as a waiter in an entertainment city still wants to have dignity in front of me? You first go to the desert oasis Now that you can afford a villa, tell me about your dignity."
"Auntie, thirty years from Hedong to thirty years from Hexi. Maybe I will buy a villa there soon, and we can become neighbors. Or maybe one day you and my uncle's clothing business will not be able to survive, and we will have to sell it. It is possible for the villa to be moved to other places. Auntie, don’t bully the young man into being poor."
"You're really making me laugh. If you can afford a villa here, I'll tear off my head and give it to you!"
"I want your brain to be useless. I just hope that day comes. Auntie, you can stop looking at me with colored glasses and don't stop me from making friends with Yaoyao."
After saying these words, I hurried away on my electric bike. The couple still said a lot of cruel words to me from behind, warning me to stay away from Lin Chuyao.
When I reached a deserted intersection, I stopped driving, sat on the curb and smoked a cigarette.
I thought about the matter between Lin Chuyao and me.
If I just gave her a verbal explanation, I probably wouldn't be able to explain it clearly. I thought about asking Su He to ask about Liu Wanwan and see if I could give Liu Wanwan some help.
When the time comes, ask Liu Wanwan to go to Lin's house to intercede and explain to me. The effect will probably be better.
But when I finished smoking and was about to leave, I still tried to call Lin Chuyao, at least to make it clear that I wanted to explain my attitude.
Unfortunately, as I guessed, she didn't answer at all.
I also edited a text message and sent it. Whether she replies or not is her business.
After that, I rode an electric car to find Li Fugui and showed him Lei Zhen’s photo. Li Fugui recognized Lei Zhen at a glance and said that this person was the fourth person we had dinner with back then.
Only then did I feel at ease. Then I went to the Niangniang River and walked back and forth by the river, trying to find clues, but found nothing.
To be honest, before leaving, I turned around and glanced at the river.
Thinking that my dad might be lying somewhere at the bottom of the river, I felt a particularly uncomfortable feeling in my heart. I even swore in my heart that if he was really killed by someone, I would make those people suffer and suffer. Tortured, and finally died in repentance and despair.
Back in the city, as soon as I rode the tram back downstairs to my dormitory to charge it, my phone rang.
To my surprise, it was Li Meng who called.
I was a little surprised. Could it be that Lin Chuyao told Li Meng about last night, so Li Meng planned to mock me?
If that were the case, I would definitely not be polite to her.
How can a random guy want to sit on my head and shit?
However, Li Meng called me because of other things.
"Zhang Yang, didn't you ask for my phone number last time and said you wanted to talk to me about something? What did you want to talk about? Is it about Yaoyao?"
I saw through Li Meng at a glance, and asked with a smile, "Jiang Nan asked you to ask, right?"
"Ah... no... no, I want to ask myself."
Li Meng stammered his words, obviously feeling guilty.
"Stop pretending. You dislike me so much and feel disgusted when talking to me. Why did you take the initiative to call me? Jiang Nan must have asked you to ask."
"Ha!" Li Meng sneered, not intending to pretend anymore: "You are quite self-aware, do you know that I disgust you? Then why don't you tell me quickly, what do you want me to call you for? Hurry and finish. I’ll hang up the phone quickly.”
"I believe you will know it soon. Don't worry. Also, if Jiang wants to know anything, ask him to ask me directly, or ask someone else to ask it for him. That's a bitch."
After saying this, I hung up the phone directly without giving Li Meng a chance to speak.
Li Meng then called me again, but I hung up. She also sent me a text message saying: "You are a girl. There are more people in Jiangnan than you."
Back in the dormitory, Lao Hei and Ma Gan were not there. Only Fatty and Sissy were in the dormitory. Sissy seemed to have found a partner and was chatting with Fatty about her partner.
"Brother Yang, when are you going to introduce me to a partner? Sissies have already found a partner. She's very beautiful. I'm so jealous." Little Fatty asked me with envy on his face: "Didn't you say you wanted to introduce me to someone before? What?"
I thought it was just right, I could play with Li Meng.
I smiled and said, "I'll give you her phone number, and you can chat with her via text message first."
"Yeah!"
I gave Li Meng’s phone number to Xiaopang and told him that Li Meng likes humorous boys and always likes to read some bloody love stories.
I asked Xiaopang to fool Li Meng first and package himself as a rich young man. When we are familiar with Li Meng, I will give Li Meng a surprise when we meet again. Li Meng will definitely be shocked and excited.
After all, Xiaopang has some brains. After hearing my bad idea, he smiled bitterly and asked me: "Is this okay? I lied to people that I was rich at first, but what should I do when they meet later and find out that I have no money? That is not a lie. Someone else?"
The sissy on the side also curled her lips and said: "Yes, Brother Yang, have you never been in love? I feel that the attention you are showing is too bad and will definitely not work."
I said, "It's not that I have a bad idea, but that this woman is quite weird, so you can't get along with her using ordinary people's thinking. She likes to do these bloody messes, with plots from novels or TV series."
Xiaopang still has no confidence: "The problem is that I am not handsome either. When we meet, people will see that I have no money and no looks, so they are not allowed to scold me."
I glanced at him and said, "Did I tell you before that this guy likes fat boys like you? He says you are so cute and he even hugs your belly when sleeping."
Xiaopang licked his lips: "Really? Then I just talked to her?"
"Let's chat. If there's anything you don't know about, just ask me and I'll teach you how to say it."
"Okay, thank you, Brother Yang."
"Don't just say thank you. I'll buy you a pack of cigarettes for Brother Yang."
"okay!"
After Fatty went out, Sissy looked at me with a smile: "Brother Yang, are you trying to be fat? I feel like what you just acted was too exaggerated."
I smiled and said, "Yeah, this little fat guy still believes it is true. How stupid do you think he must be?"
"Haha, I knew it."
A few minutes later, Lao Hei and Ma Gan came back. They looked unhappy, and there were two obvious palm prints on Ma Gan's face, which indicated that he had been slapped.
"What's going on? Are you being beaten?" I asked hurriedly.
