Chapter 421: Keeping a Kept Man
"Fuck, no wonder she was so cold to me before. I wanted to touch her and she wouldn't let me, said her body was weak. Turns out she had a pretty boy on the side, using my money to keep him! I'm definitely not letting him off!"
The Chairman was clearly furious, but he restrained himself in front of Jiang Muye and looked at him with gratitude. Clutching Jiang Muye's hand, he said excitedly, "You're truly my savior, you did me a huge favor. I owe you one and I'll definitely repay it. The A-zone event is on me, I insist on buying out the whole place!"
Jiang Muye smirked. "Then I'll thank you, Chairman."
"That pretty boy not only cuckolded me, he even got plastic surgery to look like Young Master Jiang just to disgust you. He's my enemy now! I'm going to track him down right now and I'll definitely kill him!" the Chairman said angrily.
"No need to track him. I know where he is." Jiang Muye held a slip of paper between his fingers and handed it to the Chairman. "Just go straight there."
The Chairman accepted the slip of paper with great care.
After he focused his gaze on the address, he grew even more grateful to Jiang Muye, and set off to find the man at once.
Jiang Muye sipped his green tea leisurely.
Good tea, good tea.
He felt really great inside.
Without lifting a finger himself, he could give Yu Xi a good beating.
The one thing no man could tolerate was being cuckolded, and the Chairman had a fiery temper to begin with—he'd rolled through both the underworld and the legitimate world before. Yu Xi was truly done for now; he'd be lucky to escape with a single layer of skin left.
On one side, a man sipped tea in leisure. On the other, another was likewise eating at his ease.
Yu Xi had never imagined this would be his best dinner ever. He was still nitpicking that the dishes were too bland and tasteless, and wanted to complain to Leng Ruoli about switching to a fancier cuisine.
Just as he was about to make a phone call, the door burst open with a bang.
Yu Xi stared in shock as several thugs barged in.
In the blink of an eye, one of the leaders stepped forward and pressed down on Yu Xi's neck.
Yu Xi was entirely unprepared, and his face was slammed hard into the food.
"Mmph—" Yu Xi felt his whole face slick with grease.
His nose especially stung sharply from the impact.
His face had been through surgery before, and now it was jammed hard into the food, unable to move.
Yu Xi struggled, but how could these thugs let him go?
"Help…" Yu Xi wanted to press the emergency bell, but it was useless. He'd already been viciously slashed from behind.
Blood sprayed.
Yu Xi's eyes went wide with shock.
He lifted that face, now made hideous by the food stains.
The thug quickly pulled out the knife.
He glared viciously at Yu Xi. "Kid, you've offended someone. You slept with a woman you shouldn't have, and someone wants your miserable life."
Yu Xi was just about to ask who, when the two lackeys beside him hoisted him up.
His face turned terribly pale.
Especially after being stabbed—he was already weak and in agony.
Yu Xi tried to flee like a madman, but these men were desperate criminals. How could they possibly give him the chance?
In the instant Yu Xi scrambled and stumbled to run, he was already tackled to the ground.
His left and right arms were both pinned down tightly.
"You touched my Chairman's woman, so your tool of the crime has to be confiscated!" The leader walked over with the knife.
Yu Xi was terrified.
He kicked his legs desperately.
But it was useless.
He had no ability to fight back at all.
With a crack, the knife fell.
"AAAH—"
A howl of agony rang out.
Yu Xi curled up, feeling that his lower body had gone numb with pain.
His tears streamed down.
He was already rolling on the floor in torment.
Yu Xi could clearly feel the unbearable sensation of separation.
That region, shredded into a haze of blood, had terrified him out of his wits.
He twisted like a maggot, his blood-smeared fingers grinding desperately back and forth on the floor as he tried to crawl out of the ward.
But every movement brought unbearable agony.
It was truly a living hell—
Even more despairing was that Yu Xi could clearly feel the pain slowly fading, turning to numbness. Especially that certain place—he felt nothing at all anymore.
Yu Xi's pupils dilated.
He twitched helplessly, then passed out from the pain.
…
Inside the magnificent golden hall, the scene was bustling with excitement.
One outstanding figure stood in the center of the group photo.
The man's appearance was quite handsome and refined. His black hair had been slicked back with mousse, combed so that every strand was distinct, which made his face look somewhat cool and thin.
Around him clustered a crowd of business bigwigs, all flattering him.
"Boss Huo, whatever project you fancy today, you've got to bring me along. We can totally make money together."
"That's right, Boss Huo. Your eye is unmatched—you definitely know which shares are worth holding. Just give us a hint, we'll have plenty of chances to work together in the future anyway."
"Young Master Huo, if you're free tonight, let's grab a meal together. You're the most promising young man around now—who could compare to you?"
Seeing all these people older than him praising him, that sense of superiority, looking down on everyone, naturally rose in Huo Zhenghao's heart.
Huo Zhenghao loved being the center of attention.
He loved being looked up to.
He simply wanted to be the most eye-catching person in the crowd, the one surrounded and flattered.
Huo Zhenghao curled his lips, basking in the glory of the halo falling upon his head—when a cry of surprise rang out.
"Young Master Jiang!"
"He's here! Ah, what an incredible honor!"
Everyone began looking toward the entrance.
A tall, slender figure stood there.
Jiang Muye was radiant with energy, handsome and dashing. His upright figure was wrapped in a black suit, and the moment he appeared, that imposing, commanding presence left no room for comparison.
His aura was immensely powerful.
When he walked over, he immediately stood out like a crane among chickens, controlling the whole matter of presence so thoroughly that no one could possibly compete.
Including the previously glorious Huo Zhenghao!
Huo Zhenghao was completely dumbfounded. He had never imagined a dark horse would charge in out of nowhere.
Jiang Muye was wild and untamed, and those who had just been fawning over Huo Zhenghao were now all fawning over Jiang Muye.
"Young Master Jiang, what perfect timing! We were just about to take the group photo. The one just now doesn't count—our Young Master Jiang absolutely has to be in the center!"
"Exactly. Among all of us, the only one qualified to stand in the middle is Young Master Jiang. If Young Master Jiang ranks second, who'd dare rank first?"
"Young Master Jiang, your recent project in Nan'an was such a success. After you took over the Chen Clan, the Chen Clan made a huge profit. Word is your abilities are outstanding and your eye is razor-sharp—you picked so many good candidates. Having you as the heir of Chen Group was the wise choice!"
All the flattering voices surrounded Jiang Muye.
Who still paid any attention to Huo Zhenghao?
Huo Zhenghao instantly felt the drop.
His eyes turned bloodshot as he glared viciously at this pack of snobs.
Not a single person noticed that Huo Zhenghao's expression had turned terribly ugly.
Oh, no, there was one.
That was—