Do Your Worst; You Too

§54

Week three, on a clear, sunny afternoon that comes with good prospects for flirting after class (TL: ???).

It is, again, another moment of reckoning between him and He Jünle as their scheduled argument du jour is expected to play out.

Murong Jihua will not miss it, of course.

He is quietly thinking inside, as he is holding VIP tickets to a royal botanical gardens tour for two – He Jünle, just stand there and see them off as he and his Mo-er go watch flowers and catch butterflies!

§54.3

And he is destined to be disappointed today.

Su Xiaomo is only by herself today, somehow?

He Jünle isn’t here.

§54.6

“What happened?”

Murong Jihua, leaning on the door to his car, is looking nonchalantly behind her.

Su Xiaomo blinks and asks, “what do you mean, what happened?”

“Where’s your Le-gege?”

Su Xiaomo says, biting her lips slightly,

“I don’t know.”

§55

Being unable to show off in front of his rival in love does make his mood sour.

He suddenly understands a little bit why, back on Earth, some of the scummiest of men will be proud of the number of girls they end up dating…

It certainly is boring when there is no rival you can show off to, isn’t it? (TL: I don’t really follow, and weird flex, but ok)

Men are all jerks.

Not that he would admit it himself.

§56

Week three, Tuesday, again, He Jünle didn’t come;
Week three, Wednesday, yet again, He Jünle didn’t come;
Week three, Thursday, and yet again, He Jünle didn’t come;
Week three, Friday, Murong Jihua has had enough. He has to come up with chances to show off for himself.

——With a snap of his fingers, he has the driver send Su Xiaomo home first, while he himself marches straight into the principal’s office for the guy,

“Where has that guy, He Jünle been all this week?”

Making him all unable to show off properly.

§56.5

The great CEO has deigned to visit, but before the principal can pile on business smiles, he is first shaken wildly by his grabbed collar.

He has no idea what he asked either, but he did mention the name ‘He Jünle.’

He Jünle, hmm, He J——

Mm? He Jünle?!

The principal suddenly forces himself to stand straight even despite his trembling legs and wobbling tummy, asking after a while,

“He, He He He Jün-jünle, is it? Di-di-di-did the gangly brat cause any troubles for you…”

“Don’t try to change the subject. That was not the question I asked.”

Murong Jihua snaps his fingers a few more times, and the office is immediately flooded in by several burly bodyguards in casualwear.

The principal audibly gulps, and his clattering teeth suddenly straightens out, saying, (TL: The following is supposed to sound like beatboxing. I am completely lost trying to write it similarly, so you’ll have to make do with my poor translations. I’m sorry)

“Don’t, don’t, don’t get angry, Murong bro, listen to me…

The North district with gangs tough from the old to the young;
He Jünle, the little shit, uncouth, unlearned, unrestrained;
Every day he fights and recruits lackeys, every day he womanises, ditches class and is proud over it.
If you ask, then, where he is right now, he must be going wild at the neighbouring bar, Wink.”

“… Oh.”

Poor him. He actually understood what he was saying.

§57

Head of a gang?

Not exactly surprising to hear.

A Gary Stu without lackeys but would only follow around a single woman is incomplete!

§57.5

As his mind takes in the information, CEO Murong has already called butler Cui on his number,

“In five minutes, I want excavators turning any bars called ‘Wink’ in the North District into rubble.”

§58

Butler Cui, who is also planning the one-day royal botanical gardens trip for his CEO and Ms Su – Busybee.jpg

§59

The scene is already a mess when Murong Jihua has arrived at the bar Wink while riding on a grand excavator. It seems a brawl has just ended.

Murong Jihua, with sunglasses covering half his face, and under the complete protection of his bodyguards positioned at all sides at once, enters the bar in the confused stares between all the different lackeys, who are all watching quietly, deducing that this person isn’t one to cross easily.

And then… Murong Jihua sees He Jünle in all his glory, standing atop the bar with his hands on hips.

§59.3

The guy is already tall. Atop the bar, it certainly resembles…

The feeling that,

He could grab the stars?

§59.6

Beneath him is a very tough-looking guy. Bald, decked out with tattoos, with gold chains and black leather jacket. Yet he is acting completely out of his character, begging for mercy at He Jünle,

“Le-ge! It’s my little lackeys that are useless and crossed your bros! I’m here to apologise, please have mercy on us and let us off this one time!”

He Jünle leans slightly, dragging his long white trenchcoat on the bar a little, outlining his beautiful curves on his waist.

Then, casually plucking a knife out, and swinging it in front of the tough guy, he slowly, and coldly speaks up,

“My bad, but I always snub out all future troubles.”

——With a mighty swing, and splattering blood and gore, the tough guy’s right hand is done for.

§59.9

Poor Murong Jihua, uncultured swine that he is, can only use the single objective ‘holy shit.’ (TL: Another meme in China, that basically says ‘holy shit’ is the only vocabulary left when something way too amazing or otherwise is happening)

§59.99

“Le-ge, unrivalled——The boss is the strongest——The Jünle Gang will always be victorious!”

The crowd in the bar bursts out in some loud chanting that completely overshadows the deathly cries from the tough guy.

That is when He Jünle finally seems to notice, and glances over at Murong Jihua, greeting him with a casual tone.

“Long time no see.”

His pale lips are slightly curved into a sarcastic angle.

Murong Jihua swallows nervously, and finally blurts out, after quite a while,

“Three days a new man.” (TL: An old saying in China that says to always reevaluate someone when you haven’t seen them a while for they might have changed drastically)

§60

Murong Jihua still had the excavator demolish the entire bar in the end.

While it is going on its work, the two of them are seated in the nearby BBQ shop.

Very awkwardly facing each other.

Murong Jihua sends his chopsticks towards some skewered lamb, and He Jünle very astutely robs it away before his eyes;
He Jünle extends his left hand towards a can of beer, and Murong Jihua very nonchalantly grabs it before he could.

Murong Jihua “… Ho.”
He Jünle “… Hmph.”

——Let the storm rage on! (TL: Coincidental. Hehe)

“I really did not expect to see, that someone as grand as the CEO of the entire Christine Corporation would be feasting on roadside garbage.”
“Naturally I do, since we ourselves serve all customers that come our way sincerely without discrimination of social status.”

“Le-gege, pretty flashy, aren’t you? All that in public? You’re not worried the boys in blue would come knock on your door?”
“Hmph… If you do want to see that, they can come quickly enough for me.”

“…”
“…”

“Cheers?”
“Cheers.”

“…”
“…”

He Jünle says, with sharp brows and cold eyes,
“I will not give up on Mo-er.”

Murong Jihua says, with his lips perked,
“Do your worst. And I will not give up either.”

“…”
“…”

“Cheers?”
“Cheers.”

“… Cheers to the resplendent moon?”
“… I’ll be excusing myself.”

§60.5

Awkward.

They part ways without reaching an agreement.

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