I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 992: If You Can’t Beat Me, Join Me

Chapter 992: Chapter 992: If You Can’t Beat Me, Join Me

Yu Jingting hadn’t even shared his happiness before he exploded in rage.

"My wife was cornered by someone?!"

Had he lost his grip on the knife, or had the thugs of today become so brazen?

"I’m actually fine," Suizi tried to soothe, but it didn’t work well.

Yu Jingting had already begun frantically inquiring about the details.

The two children, having been rewarded ten bucks each by Wang Cuihua for their efforts in coming to the rescue, were now quite worked up and relayed the details to Yu Jingting.

"Dongdong, bring your mom’s sketchbook!" Yu Jingting wanted to catch and deal with the rascal who dared to bully his wife right away.

Just as he was in a bad mood, beating someone up would help him vent his anger.

"Is all this really necessary?" Suizi found it a bit troublesome.

Yu Jingting insisted on it, and Dongdong was quick to act, soon bringing over the book.

Yu Jingting crossed his arms, signaling Suizi could start now.

The two children stood on either side of Yu Jingting, like loyal guardians.

Suizi internally rolled her eyes - did the males in this family think they were transformed geese? Their territorial instincts were too strong, unable to tolerate even the slightest loss.

She casually sketched lines with a pencil, still finding time to chat with Yu Jingting.

"Why did you come back so early today? Have you finished all your work at the company?"

"Couldn’t come to an agreement, that infatuated idiot didn’t really want to do business at all." Yu Jingting’s anger flared up again when she mentioned this.

"Then let’s just drop it, we won’t make sticky rice cakes without that stinking egg, right? Don’t bother with this anymore, hand it over to someone else," she said.

Suizi wasn’t surprised by this outcome; they had prepared for it during their talk the previous night.

It was either finding a new breakthrough or giving up on the deal. But whichever way they went, given Yu Jingting’s temper, failing to close the deal was not important; he was definitely going to give that infatuated idiot a hard time. There was no way he’d brook any insult, not in the slightest.

"Let’s have someone do a thorough background check first, we’ll discuss the next steps later," Suizi said, not because she was worried her man would be at a disadvantage, but because she feared he might go too far.

"We’ll talk about that later, first draw the person who blocked you," said Yu Jingting, his attention no longer on how to strike back at the infatuated idiot.

Suizi could sketch people quickly; with a few swift strokes, the figure of the rogue was outlined.

"Mom, he was wearing a long-sleeved sailor shirt, you haven’t drawn the stripes," Dongdong commented, looking at the paper.

"I’ll add details at the end," Suizi replied.

Yu Jingting squinted, a sailor shirt?

He leaned in close to Suizi, wanting to take a closer look at the sketch.

As he approached, Suizi’s nose twitched.

The scent of cologne was overwhelming...

Suizi grabbed Yu Jingting’s hand and held it under her nose to sniff carefully - apart from the faint smell of tobacco, it was that strong cologne scent.

"Did Jinnan stop by?" Suizi asked.

"She’s busy helping the old man with the boxing tournament, how could she have the time to come over?"

Jinnan acknowledged Mr. Hu as her godfather, and under Suizi’s guidance, was helping Mr. Hu expand his territory. As long as she could help Mr. Hu fulfill his wish, he’d agree to invest in the project that Jinnan and Suizi were working on in Hong Kong.

Right now, it was all hands on deck.

"Then you ran into Zhang Zheng?" Suizi found this scent all too familiar.

"How did you know?!" Yu Jingting’s eyes sharpened instantaneously.

"He uses the same brand of cologne as Jinnan. Except for the two of them, I haven’t smelled it on a third person," she said.

At an inopportune moment, a song lyric crossed Suizi’s mind: "Your body bears his cologne’s scent," and she chuckled.

How fitting for the moment.

Yu Jingting couldn’t manage a smile.

"On the day of Xiao Pang’s competition, our seats were some distance from him, right? Why didn’t I smell anything?"

He disdainfully brought his hand back to his nose to sniff, and his disgust was evident.

"Such a choking scent, ptui! He must suffer from body odor, athlete’s foot, or bad breath to need to spray such perfume, right?"

"Don’t look at people with preconceived notions, okay? Perfume is something both men and women can use, and if used well, it can enhance personal charm. Business people using perfume appropriately can also earn extra points."

"Skunks also like to release their scent everywhere, and then there’s the stink bugs and millipedes, each more foul-smelling than the last. Why don’t you give them extra points?"

Suizi was momentarily lost for words, while Dongdong on the side couldn’t help but say:

"Dad, I think you didn’t grasp what Mom meant. She was saying—"

"Ma Zisheng, have you finished your homework? Come on, I’ll check it." Chen Tong dragged him away before Dongdong could finish.

"Why are you dragging me? I was just explaining to Dad that animals release foul smells to protect themselves. That surely didn’t violate any of your so-called ’criminal laws’, did it?"

Back in the room, Dongdong complained to Chen Tong.

The two brothers always played soccer together and had developed quite the friendship.

"Yes, you haven’t broken any criminal laws, but if you had continued, I was afraid your brother-in-law might have committed... Didn’t you notice he was getting very angry?" Chen Tong felt that today, Yu Jingting was unusually irritable and best not to provoke.

"Then I must protect Mom!" Dongdong stood up again, his small face full of determination.

Chen Tong pushed him back down.

"There’s no need for you to protect her. As long as you don’t actively go and offer yourself up to your brother-in-law, there will be no issue. Besides, aren’t you usually pretty smart? How come you’re being so dull right now?"

Dongdong scratched his head; perhaps it was concern that caused chaos?

"You usually don’t like my dad either, so how come all of a sudden you understand him so well?" Dongdong retorted.

Chen Tong lifted his chin.

"Because I can’t beat him!"

"So?"

"If I can’t beat him, I join him. I hereby unilaterally declare that from now on your brother-in-law is my idol."

In fact, it was Yu Jingting who had taught a few bullies at school a lesson the day before yesterday, cornering them in the Toilet for a good beating.

Chen Tong was deeply shocked and found in Yu Jingting the long-lost male hormone that was once part of his family tradition; it reshaped his entire outlook on life.

Forget playing tricks or doping, isn’t it much more satisfying to just have a straight fight? Today, he immediately imitated the example, using a tree branch to beat the guy who had bullied his sister Suizi, and truth be told, face-to-face fighting was indeed much more thrilling than secretly drugging people.

In the Living Room, Suizi watched Yu Jingting, who was flustered, and muttered quietly,

"I was even thinking of asking Jinnan to mail you a bottle of this cologne; I think this scent on you would smell better than on anyone else."

The same cologne, when worn by different people, would have slight variations in its fragrance. Yu Jingting’s Tobacco scent mixed with a hint of citrus was irresistibly charming.

"Don’t even think about it. I’d use that? Don’t change the subject, keep talking. Where have you smelled that ’flower toad’?"

Suizi pursed her lips, not expecting to convince this stubborn man, and told him about the incident she encountered while buying a mattress at the Mall.

As she spoke, her hand did not stop moving the paintbrush.

"I saw him starting to make a move, so I grabbed my senior sister and ran."

After Suizi finished talking about the events at the Mall, the portrait of the shameless man also began to take shape on the paper.

"I wanted to tell you this yesterday but forgot. People who start swinging after a few words—aren’t they psychopaths? I’m not even acquainted with him, why would he act like that?"

Suizi handed over the finished portrait.

Yu Jingting looked at the drawing of the shameless man, a sleazy face in a sailor shirt, wasn’t that the person who stood next to Zhang Zheng?

"You certainly aren’t familiar with him, but his approaching you might not have been without a motive."