Supremely Talented Tyrant
Chapter 944 - 943: A Good Dog Doesn't Block the Way!

Upon hearing the honk, Hao Jian and Ye Linglan instinctively moved aside, but even after they stepped out of the way, the car horn continued blaring relentlessly, as if dead set on antagonizing Hao Jian.

"F*ck! Is this guy nuts or what?!"

Seeing this, Hao Jian's face instantly showed impatience, as a faint anger slowly spread over him. No matter where he went, there always seemed to be these annoying flies buzzing around!

"Alright, don't bother stooping to their level. Let's go find Chunliang first; there's no point wasting your energy on people like this." Ye Linglan, next to him, was also irritated by the driver's attitude, but she didn't want their day ruined by such nonsense and tried to coax Hao Jian.

"Fine, I'll listen to you!"

With Ye Linglan tugging on his arm, Hao Jian let out a cold snort toward the car and then pulled Ye Linglan along to leave.

"Let's go..."

"Oh! Blocked my way and now think you can walk off?!"

Just as Hao Jian took a step forward, the BMW suddenly switched lanes and faced him head-on. At the same time, an arrogant male voice rang out from the car.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a man around twenty-five or twenty-six years old who poked his head out. His face was full of smugness and arrogance. When his gaze landed on Ye Linglan, a flash of amazement showed in his eyes, but when he saw Hao Jian, his expression turned into disdain.

Judging from his clothes, he looked completely outdated and full of dirt!

"You ever heard of 'a good dog doesn't block the path'? Blocking my way now and thinking you can just leave? In the entire Hua City, nobody dares disrespect me, Wang Hui, Young Master Wang!"

Wang Hui grew increasingly self-important as he spoke, while Hao Jian maintained that same smile, his gaze resembling the kind reserved for watching a clown's performance.

"Young Master Wang?"

Hearing this, Hao Jian chuckled. Was there really anyone in Hua City who could talk like that? Is this guy oblivious to the real powerhouse in Hua City or simply living under a rock?!

Judging by the situation, it seemed this man knew neither his bounds nor who truly ran this city. After all, driving a mere BMW worth a few hundred thousand in Hua City was hardly a spectacle. There were plenty of such cars, with even Spice Ginger's underlings driving BMWs and Mercedes. The truly wealthy drove Porsches and the like.

And now, this guy—someone who wouldn't even rank among Spice Ginger's lackeys—dared claim nobody in Hua City would dare offend him? Hao Jian was genuinely tempted to burst out laughing, but just as the thought crossed his mind, Ye Linglan shook her head silently, signaling for him not to stir up trouble. With that, Hao Jian had no choice but to suppress his amusement.

"That's right, Young Master Wang is me!" Wang Hui stared at Hao Jian smugly. Suddenly, his expression shifted as if realizing something, and with a snort, he continued, "But judging by your appearance, you're probably some broke loser who's never heard my name. Talking to you is a waste of breath!"

"Now get lost, or I'll break your legs!"

As he spoke, Wang Hui reached for the car door, preparing to come out and teach Hao Jian a lesson. But just as his hand gripped the door handle, a shrill, syrupy voice suddenly pierced Hao Jian's ears, making him shudder involuntarily...

"Brother Wang… Let's not bother with this kind of person. He's just a poor bastard. Why ruin your mood over someone like him, don't you think, Brother Wang…"

The cloying voice came from a heavily made-up woman in the passenger seat. Hao Jian's first instinct upon seeing her was to gag—his stomach churning violently.

It wasn't that she was ugly—far from it—but her makeup was so thick it seemed like you could scrape off a layer of powder with your hand.

And as luck would have it, Hao Jian detested women like this the most. If they were older, it might be slightly more forgivable, given their age. But judging by her appearance, this woman couldn't have been older than twenty-two.

Women her age were just starting to figure out makeup, but those who painted their faces this thick right from the beginning were indeed rare. At this age, a light, natural look, like Ye Linglan's, was far more eye-catching.

Sure, this woman would draw attention—but the kind of attention filled with disgust and bemusement, like how Hao Jian was looking at her.

"Brother Wang… Aren't you supposed to meet with the manager of Wanda Plaza to discuss business? Don't let these two delay your important work. People like them don't deserve your energy!"

Through the car window, Hao Jian could clearly see the disdain in the woman's eyes and her ridiculously arrogant demeanor, puffed up like a peacock in vain pride. Calling her a peacock was probably too generous...

"Alright, alright, Little Yuyu, Brother Wang listens to you. I won't stoop to this poor loser's level. If you hadn't reminded me, I might've even forgotten my meeting. It's almost time, so I'll drop you off here and head over to talk cooperation with President Wu. Meanwhile, stay here at Wanda Plaza and have fun. If there's anything you want to buy, just let me know!"

Thanks to Cen Yu's reminder, Wang Hui remembered his business appointment and promptly pushed Hao Jian and Ye Linglan out of his mind, focusing entirely on sweet-talking Cen Yu.

But his overly affectionate tone made Hao Jian and Ye Linglan cringe. The disgust churned their stomachs so violently they wanted to throw up, yet couldn't—an excruciating sensation.

"Hao Jian… Those two are so gross…"

Ye Linglan muttered under her breath, her gaze fixed on the BMW with evident revulsion.

"Brother Wang, give me a kiss! See you later!"

Just as Hao Jian was about to speak, Cen Yu, still in the BMW, suddenly kissed Wang Hui, grabbed her bag, and stepped out of the car with a cheerful wave goodbye.

"Little Yuyu, enjoy yourself, alright? I'll be back soon. If anyone dares to mess with you while I'm gone, just throw out my name. I doubt there's anyone who'd dare disrespect me!" With a warning glance at Hao Jian, Wang Hui quickly shifted his attention back to Cen Yu, whispering to her lovingly.

It was unimaginable that a grown man who wasn't even fragile, could speak in such a nauseatingly sweet tone—but Wang Hui did it unabashedly.

"Off you go!"

Cen Yu smiled and nodded coyly.

"Hey, broke loser, what the hell are you staring at?!"

As soon as Wang Hui drove away, the woman who had been acting all sweet and demure moments ago transformed. Spotting Hao Jian still nearby, she snapped furiously, hands on her hips in a posture befitting a street shrew.

"Me? Was I even looking at you?"

Hao Jian had been glancing at something else entirely. He had zero interest in women like her—much less the kind that made him want to puke—and could think of nothing he'd want less than to lay his eyes on her for too long.

"Hick! Is this your first day in the city? Never seen a beauty before? Or maybe the only 'beauty' you know is that ugly companion of yours?" Women like her instinctively held animosity toward women who outshone them, and upon seeing Ye Linglan, her hostility flared up instantly. To her, someone like Ye Linglan was a natural rival!

"Keep staring, and I'll gouge your eyes out!" She flipped her hair, in what she evidently thought was a glamorous gesture, then shot a taunting smile at Hao Jian, mockingly adding, "Country bumpkin is all you are. Can't even put together a sentence properly!"

Hao Jian had just opened his mouth to respond, but Cen Yu cut him off before he could utter a word, leaving him visibly annoyed. This woman was a self-centered lunatic through and through!

"Heh! If you weren't still technically a woman, just based on the crap you've said to me, I'd wager you'd be dead and dumped in the streets by tomorrow!"

As soon as Cen Yu finished her tirade, Hao Jian immediately responded with a cold sneer. He could tolerate almost anything, but one thing he couldn't stand was anybody insulting his woman—even if that person was a woman herself.

"Linglan, let's go! There's no point stooping to this ugly hag's level!"

Without waiting for Cen Yu's reaction, Hao Jian grabbed Ye Linglan's hand and walked away decisively...

"Dammit! Just wait until Brother Wang gets back—then we'll make this bastard regret everything!"

By the time Cen Yu realized what was happening, Hao Jian and Ye Linglan had already disappeared into the crowd. When she stepped out to search for them, she was met only with a sea of strangers, with no trace of the pair. Frustrated, she stomped her foot angrily, snorted, and strutted into the plaza with exaggerated self-importance.

"Heehee! Those words you said just now will definitely infuriate her!"

Walking through the shopping mall, Ye Linglan recalled the moment she glanced back at Cen Yu's stunned expression. Covering her mouth to suppress her laughter, her crystal-clear voice inadvertently drew the attention of passersby. And when they saw such a beautiful woman as the source of the enchanting sound, awe and admiration flickered in their gazes.

How could the world hold a woman of such unparalleled beauty?

"You—stop stressing over stuff like this. Don't let little things affect our mood. Right now, the priority is finding Chunliang. Who knows which floor that kid's wandering around—it could take ages to locate him! You should just call and ask."

Listening to Ye Linglan's words, Hao Jian shook his head, lightly tapped her forehead, and then gently squeezed her hand, smiling as he spoke.