I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 609: Listen to Me Say Thank You (Monthly Ticket 250+ Updated)

Chapter 609: Chapter 609: Listen to Me Say Thank You (Monthly Ticket 250+ Updated)

Upon hearing this, Yu Jingting reacted as though he had been injected with adrenaline, turning to look.

Suizi was hanging her head low, her fists clenched, not daring to glance up.

The person was so close to her, yet she held back.

The person she found most repulsive was only inches away, yet she inexplicably couldn’t bring herself to look at him.

Only after hearing the sound of the car door opening did Suizi instinctively lift her head.

Yu Jingting had gotten out of the car.

A small jeep had pulled up alongside Chen Ziyao’s car; the car window rolled down, revealing a face behind sunglasses.

Appearing in his thirties but actually beyond forty, bearing a faint smile with a mini ponytail, it was indeed a face that women would find appealing.

"Fan Hui?" Yu Jingting walked up to the front of the car, leaned down, placing one hand on the car.

"Who are you?" Fan Hui looked up at the young man outside, the bright sunlight casting a shadow over his face, adding an air of mysterious charm.

"I’m here to beat you up."

"What?" Fan Hui didn’t understand.

Yu Jingting swung his fist, landing a steady, fierce and accurate punch right on Fan Hui’s nose.

Suizi covered her mouth.

Everyone was taken aback by Yu Jingting’s swift action.

"Ah!" Fan Hui clutched his nose, which previously was his pride, might now be broken!

"Who are you, and why are you hitting people?" a middle-aged woman in the passenger seat asked, trembling.

"The grievances between him and me, you better not fucking ask, you, get out!"

Yu Jingting yanked the car door open and dragged Fan Hui, who was covering his nose, out of the car, tossing Fan Hui onto the ground like garbage.

Chen Ziyao’s eyes sparkled, as he leisurely got out of the car.

One would think he had been put into slow motion.

"Are you sick? You just start hitting people?" Fan Hui covered his nose, seeing red through his fingers, he was both shocked and angry.

Anyone who was merely sitting in a car greeting an acquaintance, who then gets beaten up without any reasonable cause, would have the same reaction.

"The one I’m fucking hitting is you!" Yu Jingting lashed out and started to kick him.

At this time, Chen Ziyao, as though stuck in slow motion, was leisurely walking, with no sincerity in his voice he advised:

"Stop~hitting~him~"

He seemed like he was possessed by a sloth, even his speech was slow.

Two women got out of the car, one middle-aged and one young, they were Fan Hui’s wife and daughter, they came over to try to stop Yu Jingting but were scared away by his glare.

"Whoever the fuck tries to stop me, I’ll hit them too!"

"Quick, call the police! There’s a lunatic here!" the middle-aged woman shrieked in terror.

Chen Ziyao, acting like a sloth, lit up upon hearing the talk about police and his movements became swift.

He came over and stopped the middle-aged woman and her daughter.

"Where do you find a phone around here? Don’t provoke him; if you call the police, he might kill him!"

"Chen number three, are you trying to fan the flames?" The middle-aged woman saw through it; Chen number three was blatantly taking sides.

"I’m truly advising you for your good. Look at your man’s old waist, can it withstand the kicking? You call the police, by the time the police arrive, his waist would’ve been crushed, wouldn’t that be more troublesome?"

The definition of perverse logic was evident from Chen Ziyao’s line of thinking.

From his unmasked upturned mouth corners, it was apparent that he not only held zero sympathy for Fan Hui getting beaten up, but he was likely reveling in it too.

Yu Jingting’s punches spared no mercy, only avoiding the vital parts, ensuring to inflict long-lasting pain without risking death or severe injury.

Suizi thought it was time to stop Yu Jingting, but the front brought two more honks of the horn.

These two sounds echoed leisurely and unhurried.

Yu Jingting looked up to see a black car with a white license plate slowly cruising over.

Fan Huang’s icy face appeared in the car window, surprisingly he was driving himself.

Chen Lijun was sitting on the passenger seat with a big grin.

"Bro! He hit me!" Fan Hui lying on the ground, feeling completely beaten, cried out for his brother when he saw him.

Fan Huang frowned, his tone icy.

"Get up, you’re making a fool of yourself."

"???" Fan Hui wore a speechless look, his brother was criticizing him for being beaten by a freak?

"Jingting, what are you doing?" Chen Lijun giggled and asked.

The middle-aged woman standing next to them was seething at the sight of Chen Lijun, even more so when she saw Chen Lijun speaking to the freak who hit people. She stormily strode up to Chen Lijun and pointed at her, accusingly:

"It’s you, the vixen, who instigated this, right?"

"Oh?" Chen Lijun didn’t even pay attention to the woman.

The two women were about the same age. Fan Hui’s wife was two years younger than Chen Lijun, yet their skin conditions were not even on the same level. While Fan Hui’s wife had put on weight and her skin was sagging, Chen Lijun looked at least ten years younger.

"Madam, you are blocking my view. Step aside!" Yu Jingting grabbed the woman and pulled her aside.

The woman dared not pick a fight with Yu Jingting and since Chen Lijun ignored her, she could only turn to Fan Huang with her accusations.

"Brother, what’s the meaning of this? Do you owe us an explanation? Don’t wait for me to seek justice from the old man!"

"Seeking justice? Here, have this—Pah!" Yu Jingting spat in the woman’s face.

Suizi’s hand never left her mouth, stunned speechless by a series of Yu Jingting’s outrageous actions.

Up until Yu Jingting spat on the woman, an inappropriate thought occurred to Suizi: Had he practiced that move before?

Being able to make spitting look cool, he truly was the man she had her eye on.

"Ah....Ah!!" The woman was furious, wanting to wipe the spit off but feeling too disgusted to do so. She wildly wiped her face with a handkerchief.

"Jingting, are you drunk?" Chen Lijun found the situation even more amusing.

"Hm, I do feel a bit dizzy, and I’m seeing things. I see a pair of bastards who look a lot like those who once bullied my wife. Ah, could this be a dream coming true?"

Yu Jingting’s words were enough to infuriate anyone.

He didn’t smell of alcohol at all. Only a fool would believe he was drunk.

The woman bypassed Yu Jingting, continuing to complain to Fan Huang.

"Brother, so you just let this vixen do what she wants? She clearly did this on purpose—Ah!"

Yu Jingting spat on her again.

Chen Lijun broke into laughter, unable to hold back anymore.

"Haha, my son-in-law really seems to fancy you. He’s a young man after all, it’s not unusual to be a little bit inappropriate when they drink. Jingting, come over here, I’ve got a bottle of beverage for you to sober up and hydrate."

Fan Hui’s wife was about to burst with anger, hydrate... so this scoundrel could keep spitting on her?

Yu Jingting walked over, accepted the drink from his mother-in-law, flashing a bright smile, sunny and charming.

"Thanks, mom~ Listen to me saying thank you, because of you the four seasons became warmer~" This is a song his wife used to hum, and he had learned it too.

"Such a smooth talker." Chen Lijun got out of the car like a queen, commanding at Fan Huang, "Park the car properly and come upstairs, I need to get these kids sober."

This was a blatant disregard for Fan Hui’s family. The middle-aged woman wanted to seek justice from Fan Huang, but Fan Huang didn’t even look at her, he went off to park the car. The woman turned to look for her husband’s support, but the place where Fan Hui had been lying was now completely empty...

That bastard, after hearing Chen Lijun say "my son-in-law," he’d run off first!