I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 72: The Different One

Chapter 72: Chapter 72: The Different One

The man had no idea he was stirring up a hornet’s nest, treating Suizi as if she were a simple village girl.

A good-looking village girl though.

"I’m in a rush, and with you all chubby blocking the way, it seems like you’re doing this on purpose!"

Men, who knew well the simple nature of village girls, just had to scare them a bit and they’d tremble like frightened quails. Then he’d take the chance to cop a feel on their faces or something. As a habitual offender, he relished this process.

"There’s a wide space open here, me standing here won’t block anyone." Suizi defended herself evenly.

"How can anyone pass when someone as chubby as you takes up so much space? I am rushing!" The man reached out with ill intentions, but before his hand touched Suizi’s face, it was halted by a strong grip of a large hand with pronounced knuckles.

Suizi glanced past the man to Yu Jingting, who was standing behind him with a murderous look in his eyes, the corners of her eyes curving into a smile.

Perfect timing.

Yu Jingting had just come out of the toilet to find someone bothering his wife. He sprinted over, just in time to hear some prick making fun of her figure.

While Yu Jingting would occasionally joke about Suizi’s figure, it was only to tease her, to see her petite blushing demeanor.

But if someone else said anything, they were definitely asking to be punched.

"In a rush, my ass. Are you hurrying to reincarnate or something?"

Status: Translated_Channel: TranCombID: Not Expecting a tough opponent like Yu Jingting, the man turned around and shouted:

"Mind your own business! She was the one blocking the way first—ah!"

The man’s voice disappeared in Yu Jingting’s kneeing maneuver, as his knee hit the man’s stomach.

Then, with a swift punch, he had the man up against the wall, face first.

Suizi, expecting Yu Jingting to take action, moved back several steps to avoid accidentally getting hit, her eyes wide open, not wanting to miss a single exciting moment.

Yu Jingting did not disappoint her.

His series of movements were as fluid as the flowing cloud.

A small town punk meeting a village street-boy means nothing less than being destroyed within seconds.

"Who the fuck did you say is fat? You skinny as a chicken without a brain or a heart, isn’t it because you’re just light?" Yu Jingting applied more force, and the man felt as if his arms were about to be dislocated.

"Bro! I was wrong! I didn’t mean it!" Realizing he was no match for Yu Jingting, the man quickly changed his tone.

"Neither did I..." Yu Jingting retaliated with another kick. As long as anyone makes a move on his wife, they’re crossing his line, he applied added force to his grip, almost enough to break the man’s arm.

"Enough, no need to waste a good mood on such garbage. Weren’t we going to watch a movie?" Suizi stepped in to stop him from going too far.

With that, Yu Jingting finally loosened his grip and darkly warned the man.

"Mind your fucking mouth!"

"Sure, sure!" The man nodded and bowed, flashing a sycophantic smile to Yu Jingting.

Suizi found the man’s drastic change in demeanor both ridiculous and frustrating.

This is what a genuine ruffian looks like, exuding an aura of slyness and vulgarity. In her previous life, her negative assumption of Yu Jingting led her to run away without hesitation.

Only after she truly got to know Yu Jingting did she realize how different he was from these guys.

Upon reflection, although Yu Jingting loved to fight and was idle since childhood, she had never seen him tease or prank women. And certainly not harassing women randomly like the scumbag before them.

On matters regarding women, he knew how to hold himself accountable.

Thinking about it, she felt that her streetboy was a unique good man among street-boys. Beholding Yu Jingting, especially in contrast to these random trash, she found his image to be remarkably grand.

Only after seeing Suizi and Yu Jingting walk away did the man that got punched take a small sigh of relief, wiping away the sweat on his forehead while grumbling:

"So aggressive, a rude peasant from the countryside. I swear I am going to kill you if you fall into my hands!"

He thought Yu Jingting couldn’t hear.

Jiaojiao, who had just finished tying her shoelaces and was about to join them, heard him.

"Brother! He wants to kill you!" She stood up, pointed at the man and yelled.

Yu Jingting turned around, and the man yelped and ran off.

Suizi was taken aback.

How can there be such an idiotic figure in this world? Having been beaten once wasn’t enough; he asked for Yu Jingting to give him a "comeback performance"?

Buy one get one free...

Yu Jingting sent him flying with a swift kick, sending the foul-mouthed man onto a wall. Stepping forward, he grabbed the man by the collar and sneered:

"You want to finish me off?"

"No—not at all. Your little sister must’ve heard wrong—Oh!" The man’s voice vanished under Yu Jingting’s throat lock.

"He said it! He even called us peasants!" Jiaojiao on the side attested.

Yu Jingting applied more pressure and the man rolled his eyes.

"Ah! Let go of my husband—Wait, aren’t you Chen Hansui?"

A feminine voice rang from behind Suizi. She turned around and squinted her eyes.

Behind Suizi stood a woman in a red padded jacket.

It was the exact one like Yuan Youyou wore: a plaid trouser-red jacket combination with sunglasses on—a trendy city-style.

It was one of Suizi’s middle school classmates, though Suizi couldn’t recall her name.

All she remembered was that this girl got married in the city right after middle school, and whenever she came back to her old town, she brought the house down like a royal Call-back visit.

"I’m Wa Xi, don’t you remember me? Hey, aren’t you that street hooligan from the Yu Family?"

Seeing Yu Jingting, she recognized him, considering they all went to the same school. Even though they were not in the same grade, due to his notorious weekly apologies on stage, Yu Jingting was pretty well-known.

Upon her recognition, Yu Jingting let go. The man who was just choked took this chance to scurry behind Wa Xi, rubbing his sore neck and casting fearful glances at Yu Jingting.

"Wa Xi, you know them?"

"Oh, folks from back home, I haven’t been in contact with for many years." Wa Xi looked at Suizi, then Yu Jingting, suddenly widened her eyes and pointed at Suizi, exclaiming, "Don’t tell me you’re together with this street hooligan?!"

"He is my husband." Suizi frowned unhappily and corrected the woman’s words, "He is called Yu Jingting, not a street hooligan. If he really was what you said, your lowlife, scum, scoundrel, filthy rogue husband here would’ve been choked to death by now."

Her calling Yu Jingting a street hooligan is just like him calling her his chubby wife—a term of endearment between the two that Suizi didn’t appreciate hearing from other people.

"You were expelled from junior college, right? Otherwise, why would you marry him?" Wa Xi asked in an exaggerated tone.

Turing to her husband, she continued, "Chen Hansui was the top female student in our school. From the whole year, only two made it into junior college and she was one of them. We all thought she was going to marry some big official, but, look at her now."

The snicker that followed was full of meaning.

Such a comment not only made Yu Jingting’s face darken but also made Suizi’s lips droop.

While Yu Jingting was considering beating both the man and woman, they saw their usually teary-eyed wife burst into anger.

"Even though my husband isn’t an official, he has always lived righteously and would never stoop to harassing women in public such as this trash—"

Not yet satisfied, Suizi utilized the lessons she learned in the art of argument given by Yu Jingting.

The cursing skills they refined together during their time in Yu Family now had a place to shine.