I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 991 Sharing Joy with You

Chapter 991: Chapter 991 Sharing Joy with You

"You can’t hit the head! If you kill him, you’ll end up in juvenile detention!"

Chen Tong really lives up to the reputation of a boy who was instructed by Suizi to copy the criminal law, even reminding Dongdong during the fight not to act like a lawless thug.

"Aim for his legs, if you break them, we can settle it privately!"

Dongdong switched tactics and continued to enact justice on behalf of the heavens, at this moment he was one with Nezha!

This deadbeat thought that two kids should be easy to deal with, but he overlooks that at this age, boys are at their most adolescently absurd peak, unable to stop once they start fighting.

The deadbeat was no match at all and could only run for his life.

The two boys relentlessly chased after him.

"Forget it, come back!" Suizi called out to the kids.

If they ran any further, they’d be out of sight, and who knew if he had accomplices; she was worried her kid might be at a disadvantage.

The two boys ran back, asking Suizi if she was alright.

Suizi shook her head, by now she wasn’t scared anymore and even felt like laughing when she remembered the ridiculous way the deadbeat had sung.

When she got back, she shared this amusing story with her mother-in-law, which made Wang Cuihua furious.

"Since when has our neighborhood’s safety gone down the drain? Where did that scumbag come from, bullying our family members like that?"

"We’ve never seen him around here before, he looks like a stranger," Dongdong said.

The more Wang Cuihua thought about it, the angrier she got. Just then, Grandpa Yu came home, and she asked him to take the two boys out for a look around to see if they could corner the man.

Having his daughter-in-law accosted so close to home was just too brazen.

Grandpa Yu, carrying a baseball bat, took the two boys for a thorough sweep of the area, but they didn’t encounter those people, much to their regret.

"We’ll tell Tiegen to drop off and pick up Suizi from school from now on," Wang Cuihua said.

"That might not be necessary," Suizi felt this was probably an isolated incident.

But she was also a bit puzzled.

Why had that deadbeat cried out "Boss" when the kids hit him?

People in danger wouldn’t call out nonsense, would they?

On a street not too far from the Yu family’s place, two men emerged in a sorry state from a chicken coop.

Zhang Zheng, with disgust, wiped the chicken droppings from his hands onto the clothes of a lackey beside him, who didn’t dare to talk back.

Because he was the deadbeat that had been chased by Suizi’s family.

"They shouldn’t follow us here, right?" the deadbeat man looked around cautiously.

Grandpa Yu had just led the boys out to look for someone, and luckily, he had been clever enough to hide in the chicken coop with the boss, evading the chase.

"Damn it, it didn’t work again!" Zhang Zheng angrily slapped the deadbeat, and as he did, the feathers stuck to his forehead conveniently fell in front of his nose. His eyes nearly crossed looking at the feathers.

Damn that Chen Hansui, she had slipped away again!

His original plan was to have his men intimidate Suizi, and then he would swoop in to "heroically save" her.

A typical girl, once rescued, would certainly be heart-fluttering, grateful to tears—the whole scenario was conjured up by Zhang Zheng himself.

To heighten Suizi’s fear, Zhang Zheng deliberately had his men draw out the encounter, thinking to use the duration of a song to break Suizi’s mental defenses.

But Suizi didn’t break, instead, she brought reinforcements singing their way over.

Not only did the deadbeat get beaten up, but Zhang Zheng also ended up hiding in a chicken coop, and the humiliation was unbearable.

Looking at Zhang Zheng covered in chicken feathers, the deadbeat couldn’t help but suggest:

"Boss, maybe we should just let it go? That Chen Hansui doesn’t seem like an easy target, there’s something about her... um, how should I put this."

After thinking for a moment, the deadbeat found the right adjective.

"She has the air of a virtuous woman, not someone who seems easy to win over."

Men have a magical sense when they look at women.

Through various horizontal comparisons, they can perceive which women are easy to bait and which are not.

Some women are not unattractive; rather, they just look very "decent" at first glance. These women are collectively referred to as "good family women" by them, and they won’t easily make risqué jokes with such women, nor dare to harbor any frivolous intentions.

Suizi was the epitome of the image of a "good family woman" in the minds of rascals.

"I don’t believe I can’t handle her. If this woman stays with the Yu Family, she poses too great a threat to us. We must drive a wedge between her and the Yu Family; otherwise, we have no chance of winning."

Zhang Zheng clenched his teeth; he had failed this time, but he would brew up another method.

Bowing his head to look at himself covered in chicken droppings and feathers, he took out a small bottle of perfume he carried with him and sprayed himself all over, silently swearing that next time, he would definitely win.

A black sedan drove by, and Zhang Zheng locked eyes with Yu Jingting, who was behind the wheel.

Yu Jingting was in a very bad mood today.

Business made no progress, still hung up on that lovestruck woman.

Today, that woman did more than just flirt with him verbally; she went as far as to put her hands on him.

While Yu Jingting was discussing business, she sat right on his lap, and he pushed her away with one hand, stepping on her in the process.

They both claimed it was an accident: one because her legs had supposedly gone numb and she fell into his arms,

the other because his foot had supposedly gone numb and he accidentally stepped on her hand.

Talking like this, the discussion basically collapsed.

Yu Jingting didn’t want to waste any more time on this lovestruck woman; he had decided to give up on this deal.

After following up for so long, giving up was definitely not easy to accept, and just thinking about being tormented by that lovestruck woman for so long filled him with a bloodthirsty desire for revenge.

He definitely could not let this go.

Zhang Zheng just happened to enter his vision at the worst possible time for Yu Jingting’s mood.

Zhang Zheng had dressed particularly flamboyant today in an attempt to hit on Suizi.

So flashy that Yu Jingting found it hard to ignore him.

Yu Jingting squinted; the man at the side of the road, didn’t he resemble the man his wife mentioned who had a similar aura to him?

The car slowed down and stopped beside Zhang Zheng.

"Buddy, can I borrow a light?" Yu Jingting rolled down the window and said to Zhang Zheng and his brother.

This spontaneous act almost scared Zhang Zheng’s sidekick half to death.

Already feeling guilty for their wrongdoing, plus seeing that Yu Jingting was not someone to mess with, the sidekick looked scared and involuntarily shivered.

Zhang Zheng took out a metal lighter from his pocket and tossed it to Yu Jingting.

Yu Jingting lit his cigarette and glanced at the metal lighter in his hand. Huh, fancy and gaudy, and it had an embossed woman on it — naked!

"Imported, nice," said Yu Jingting, double entendre intended, as if speaking of the lighter but possibly also of the Western woman on it.

Zhang Zheng forced a smile, catching the lighter thrown back to him, watching as Yu Jingting drove off.

"Boss, why would he suddenly ask us for a light? Did he discover something?" the sidekick asked with trepidation.

Having just come face-to-face with Yu Jingting, he felt an overwhelming sense of pressure.

"Do you think, if he knew I was eyeing to pry away his military adviser, he’d still be smiling and talking to me? Who knows what he’s up to. Has your sister gone to find Yu Jiaojiao yet?"

"She’s already gone. By now, she’s probably chatting with Yu Jiaojiao."

"Let’s go, see if she managed to get anything out of Yu Jiaojiao’s mouth." Zhang Zheng was more determined with every setback; he would definitely make a comeback!

Yu Jingting’s purpose was actually very simple; he just wanted to take a closer look at the man his wife had praised.

Close up, he indeed noticed an issue — dressed in chicken feathers as if down on his luck.

This kind of pleasure, of course, he had to hurry back home to share with his wife, so she could have a laugh too.