Chapter 482: Are You Still Going to Smash It or Not?
"Let’s call the police."
Qin Shuang sighed helplessly. Just as she pulled out her phone, Jiang Xinghai grabbed her by the wrist.
"Let’s see what they’re planning first," Jiang Xinghai said calmly.
It was normal for Runmei Cosmetics Company to be worried about AM’s products being affected and to try and come up with a countermeasure. But resorting to such underhanded, dirty tricks was just too despicable.
This was tantamount to stomping on their faces and then walking away without a care.
Outside the window, the group of men seemed to be waiting for someone and hadn’t made a move yet.
After waiting a little longer, a man in a black suit who looked like the leader got out of a car.
He lit a cigarette, checked his watch, and then looked around. "Alright, boys! Once this cigarette’s finished, we start smashing from the first floor up, then from the fifth floor down! Everything that can be smashed, smash it to bits!"
The dozen or so men holding steel pipes, all looking ferocious, brandished their weapons and nonchalantly lit their own cigarettes.
Meanwhile, in the conference room.
"Are these guys trying to get themselves killed?"
Even though they were quite far away, the men’s voices were as loud as barking dogs. Jiang Xinghai could hear them even without using his Divine Sense.
As he spoke, he also lit a cigarette, calculating the time until they would start smashing.
Qin Shuang naturally heard them clearly as well. "Those bastards are from the Runmei Company—they’re guards for the Wei Family!"
"I’m here, so don’t worry. Wait here for a bit, I’ll go handle it." Jiang Xinghai started walking toward the door.
"No! It’s too dangerous for you to go alone!"
Qin Shuang took a step and grabbed Jiang Xinghai’s hand, then let go again. "I know you’re a practitioner of Martial Arts, but so are they! You’re completely outnumbered. I’ll call my cousin right now and have her send some family guards!"
"Do you think there’s enough time for that?" Jiang Xinghai shrugged.
"Right... you’re right. There’s no time."
Qin Shuang hesitated for a moment, then said, "Then I’ll go out with you."
Jiang Xinghai couldn’t help but be a little surprised, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. "You’re not scared?"
"I... Of course I’m scared."
Qin Shuang lowered her gaze, her hands clasped together so tightly that her fair knuckles turned white from the pressure.
She took a deep breath, raised her eyes, and looked directly at Jiang Xinghai. "But I can’t let you face this alone."
In that instant, an indescribable feeling of being touched washed over Jiang Xinghai.
He knew Qin Shuang was no practitioner of Martial Arts.
For a defenseless woman to face more than ten burly men, her courage was truly commendable.
"But... it doesn’t seem appropriate for you to go out looking like that, does it?" Jiang Xinghai gestured to Qin Shuang’s torn stockings.
Qin Shuang suddenly realized what he meant, and embarrassment filled her eyes.
The stocking on her right leg had been torn from her foot to her knee when Jiang Xinghai massaged her ankle. It was indeed rather unseemly.
"It’s fine. I’m not worried about any gossip."
Although Qin Shuang’s voice was faint, it was filled with determination and courage.
"Miss Qin, thank you for your courage. However, your clothes are wet, so it’s probably not a good idea for you to show your face in public either." Jiang Xinghai smiled slightly and guided Qin Shuang back to the conference table. "Be good. Wait for me to come back."
"Wait... where are my clothes wet?" Qin Shuang was completely baffled.
"Check for yourself after I leave."
Jiang Xinghai gave Qin Shuang a smile, turned, and left, closing the conference room door behind him.
Qin Shuang was stunned once again.
’I didn’t do anything, how could my clothes be wet...’
’Wait!’
Qin Shuang’s pretty face instantly flushed crimson.
A moment ago, when Jiang Xinghai was massaging her ankle, she...
At this thought, she reached down to touch—
’Oh my god, how am I ever going to face anyone again? This is so embarrassing I could die...’
Right now, Qin Shuang really just wanted to find a hole to crawl into and hide...
「At the same time.」
"You guys... were you sent by the Runmei Company?" Jiang Xinghai walked out from the office building’s lobby, looking at the dozen or so troublemakers.
When the men saw Jiang Xinghai, they paid him no mind. One of them said coldly, "You must be new here, right? The Yu Family is a big family. How could they hire some greenhorn kid to guard the place?"
"You don’t need to worry about who I am. I just have one question: are you going to start smashing or not?" Jiang Xinghai continued to walk forward.
"Hey kid, you seem pretty eager for us to get started."
The man in the black suit sneered. "You think you can stop us all by yourself? You got a death wish? Get lost! Or we’ll smash you too!"
"Big words."
Jiang Xinghai really didn’t want to personally deal with these pushovers, but since they were being so relentless, how could he just stand by and do nothing?
"Mr. Jiang, I’m here!"
Just then, along with Qin Shuang’s call, the crisp sound of high heels clicking on the marble floor approached in a hurry.
"You..." Jiang Xinghai turned his head, and a slight smile appeared when he saw how Qin Shuang was dressed now.
A flash of embarrassment crossed Qin Shuang’s eyes. She had taken off her suit jacket and tied it around her waist, making sure it covered the wet spot on her pencil skirt before rushing over.
Otherwise, how could she possibly face anyone?
"Miss Qin finally makes an appearance."
The man in the black suit watched the bounce of Qin Shuang’s white shirt as she ran, a fiery glint in his eyes. He waved to the others and said, "I’ll handle this man and woman. You all—can start smashing."