Four-Faced Buddha [To My Shore] - Chap 77
Chapter 77 Scum
2024-10-13 07:30 Category: Four-Faced BuddhaTurn off the lights
“Be my boyfriend, and I’ll help you leave him.”
The door handle snapped back into place after being pressed down, and You Shulang turned around to look at Qin Zhiyang indifferently.
“I also hope that Mr. Qin will listen carefully to what I have to say next.” You Shulang’s eyes were cold, and his voice was oppressive. “First, I don’t want to play boring games with children; second, I already have enough of one crazy person by my side, and I won’t be foolish enough to create a second problem for myself; third, I can give Mr. Qin a suggestion: although you and Fan Xiao have no interaction in work or life, you can directly pursue him and win him over. Wouldn’t that be a more complete victory for you?!”
As Qin Zhiyang paused, You Shulang opened the door and walked out. The door slowly closed, and Qin Zhiyang’s ever-changing expression gradually disappeared.
Over the weekend, Fan Xiao cooked Thai food, opened champagne, watched an old movie, and even placed a bouquet of red roses on the table, showing great attentiveness.
You Shulang rarely argues with Fan Xiao anymore. As long as Fan Xiao’s arrangements are not excessive, he will accept them.
Fan Xiao puts food on his plate, and he eats it; when asked if it’s good, he hums in agreement; when Fan Xiao kisses him, he just tilts his head slightly, letting it go as it may if he can’t resist.
Fan Xiao’s kiss deepened, and You Shulang was pulled back by the waist, his waistline curving like a beautiful scimitar.
“I haven’t finished eating yet.” You Shulang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fan Xiao pulled him up and led him to the bed: “I’ll redo it for you in a bit.”
His body was already burning, and he held You Shulang’s legs, kissing his ankles repeatedly.
A strong, powerful arm supported You Shulang’s face, and the situation was about to erupt.
Suddenly, Fan Xiao’s phone rang, adding a discordant note to the lively atmosphere.
Fan Xiao ignored him. He gripped You Shulang’s chin with his tiger’s mouth, looked into his eyes, and slowly lowered himself.
The phone rang again. Fan Xiao glanced at it impatiently and found that the caller was another senior executive of the company.
He silenced his phone, tossed it aside, and leaned down to kiss You Shulang’s eyes. Even in bed, You Shulang’s gaze was cold. Fan Xiao pecked at his eyes repeatedly, trying to use his burning lips to drive away the indifference in the man’s eyes.
Fan Xiao knew how to make You Shulang briefly lose control. The tricky angle created a chilling feeling, and the sound of the movement drowned out the continuous vibration of the phone.
You Shulang was turned over and involuntarily buried his face in the blankets, gritting his teeth and trembling all over.
The dim light blurred the silhouette, outlining the man’s strong, slender figure. His shoulder blades bulged from straining to endure the pain, and his prominent lower back was glistening with sweat. It was clearly a powerful body, yet at this moment, it appeared incredibly youthful.
Fan Xiao was already at his limit, and his actions were far from gentle. He gripped You Shulang’s shoulder with a fierce expression.
The phone finally stopped vibrating. But then, with a “ding,” I received a text message.
The two of them moved freely, exploring every corner of the bed. The phone was right next to You Shulang’s face; Fan Xiao couldn’t spare the energy to pay attention to it, but You Shulang glanced at it subconsciously.
After a while, his brain finally started working, and You Shulang picked up the phone with clear, focused hands, looking at the text displayed on the screen again.
“Fan Xiao, someone called you scum.” There was a hint of agreement in his tone.
“What?” Fan Xiao tightened his grip on You Shulang’s waist again, pressing his body down on him. “Who insulted me?”
He followed You Shulang’s gaze to the phone, the words on the screen piercing his eyes.
His brows furrowed suddenly, and Fan Xiao quickly grabbed his phone. In his excitement, his jaw loosened, and he prematurely ended the conversation!
“Damn it!” Fan Xiao was a little annoyed. He glanced at the clock and saw that You Shulang was not as good as he usually was, and he was not fully motivated either.
Desiring another fight, Fan Xiao pressed down on the back of You Shulang’s neck to prevent him from getting up, and angrily returned one of the countless calls.
“Mr. Fan, you finally answered the phone.” The voice on the other end was extremely anxious. “Our entire company’s network is down. Now, every computer we turn on displays…displays…”
“What is it?!”
“They are all insults directed at you, in both Chinese and Thai.”
“What!”
You Shulang broke free from Fan Xiao’s grasp, turned over and leaned against the headboard, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth: “President Fan, you’d better deal with this quickly, otherwise the persona you’ve worked so hard to build will be ruined.”
Fan Xiao’s eyes flickered, and after a while, he rolled out of bed and said, “Wait for me, I’ll go take care of something and come back to cook for you.”
“No, I have no appetite.”
Fan Xiao paused in dressing, but ultimately said nothing.
As long as you connect to the local area network of “Pinfeng Venture Capital”, several large characters will continuously scroll across the computer screen: Fan Xiao is a scumbag.
Furthermore, the Chinese characters were accompanied by Thai explanations, which most people couldn’t understand, but Fan Er found them very interesting.
“Who have you offended this time? Isn’t our third son always humble and proper when he’s out in public?”
Fan Yu passed the candy from one side of his mouth to the other, slurped up some syrup, and said, “Could it be Director You? You treated him like that, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration for him to call you a ‘scumbag’.”
Fan Xiao shifted his gaze from the computer screen to Fan Yu, his already barely suppressed anger now tinged with even more ferocity: “You Shulang isn’t that bored. If you can’t help, Second Brother, please leave. Staying here is just like your name—superfluous.”
Fan Yu concealed the sinister glint in his eyes, and as if he hadn’t heard him, he strolled closer with a candy in his mouth: “Not Director You? Have you changed your lover?”
Fan Xiao flew into a rage, tearing off his usual pretense of composure, and grabbed Fan Yu by the collar.
“Have I been too lenient with you lately?” he said menacingly.
“So what if I don’t indulge you? Change my name again?” Fan Yu’s eyes also flashed with anger.
The three Fan brothers changed their names at the same time more than ten years ago. It turned out that the old man of the Fan family had been having nightmares for a period of time. He consulted someone who could interpret his dreams and said that only by changing the names of his descendants could he find peace.
Bo, Yu, Xiao.
The three words were written on orange-yellow paper and sealed in a brocade pouch. No one knew them except for the old master of the Fan family.
Before the steward returned to China and changed his name, Fan Xiao had just suffered a humiliating loss at the hands of Fan Yu. Being vengeful, he managed to obtain a brocade pouch and secretly changed “Yu” to “Yu”.
As the two remained locked in a stalemate, Xu Zhong pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing the situation inside, he feigned displeasure: “What kind of time is this? Instead of thinking about how to solve the problem, you’re making your own people fight amongst themselves?”
Fan Xiao released his grip and regained his calm and composed demeanor: “Vice President Xu, please call the police first. We can’t catch this kind of hacker.”
After a busy afternoon, everything returned to normal. However, the hacker’s trail remained undiscovered. The cyber police followed the clues, tracking countless mobile IPs, but it turned out to be a smokescreen. Finding the mastermind will take time.
After seeing the police off, Fan Xiao was a little tired. He checked the time and decided to go to the restaurant where You Shulang often ate and order takeout to take home.
The car had only traveled about a hundred meters when it was cut off by a sports car in a narrow passage of the parking lot.
In April in the north, the spring breeze is still cold, and driving a convertible sports car in such weather is obviously a bit pretentious.
Fan Xiao rolled down the car window, turned his head to look, raised his eyebrows, and was slightly surprised.
“Look who I’ve run into! Isn’t this our Xianglian?”
Wearing a white tracksuit, Qin Zhiyang rested his arm on the convertible door. Even when mocked, his indifferent face remained expressionless: “Don’t you understand our country’s history? Don’t you also understand that slandering others without cause is a legal offense?”
“Slander?” Fan Xiao laughed. “Mr. Qin, you didn’t introduce yourself? Maybe your real name is Qin Xianglian? A steadfast woman in Chinese history who upheld love. That’s not meant to belittle or slander you, is it?”
Qin Zhiyang pressed down on the corners of his lips, and when he looked up again, his expression was normal: “I just saw you with the police, did something happen?”
Suddenly, Fan Xiao, who had been nonchalant just a moment ago, turned his gaze sharp as a blade. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly uttered a sentence in Thai.
“คนเลว”.
After a while, Qin Zhiyang asked, “What did you say?”
Fan Xiao opened the car door and got out. Leaning against the car with his arms crossed, he said lazily, “You used the wrong word. Did you just find a translator online? You shouldn’t use คนเลว for ‘scumbag,’ but ขยะ.’ The former means a bad person, but the latter is scumbag.”
He took out his office key, which he always carried with him, and picked out the one with the sharpest teeth: “Let me teach you how to write it, so you won’t embarrass yourself by making a mistake next time.”
He bent down slightly, placed the key on the sports car’s paint, pressed down hard, and slid it, making a screeching sound.
Qin Zhiyang remained silent, but his gaze shifted from cold to angry as he stared intently at Fan Xiao.
After finishing writing, Fan Xiao patted the crumbs off his hands, opened the car door, and got back into the car.
“You should be glad I have more important things to do right now and can’t spare the energy for you.” Fan Xiao started the car and added as a final sentence, “Don’t bother me!”
Fan Xiao’s car had already disappeared. Qin Zhiyang got out of the car and glanced at the scratches on the passenger door.
The Thai word for “scumbag” is followed by two Chinese characters: Xianglian.
