Reborn into the 70: Turning Adversity into Her Dazzling Path-Chapter 822: Remember
Meng Feifei was drinking tea with Mao Rui when the door was pushed open from the outside, "Mao... Young Master Mao, it’s not good."
"What’s not good." Mao Rui put down his teacup and frowned at the visitor, one of his subordinates.
"Ge Da and the others have arrived." The subordinate said, head lowered.
Ge Da?
Did he finish the task so quickly?
"Let them in." Mao Rui said with a smile, then turned to Meng Feifei, "The person who will avenge you has returned."
"They... they’re downstairs... being..." the subordinate stammered.
Ge Da, regarded as a tyrant of the antique street, was respected by every shop; yet such a formidable person had crawled all the way here.
No dignity left here now.
"Being what? Can’t even speak clearly." Mao Rui stood up angrily, "I’ll take a look."
Why is the noise outside so loud!
Could someone be causing trouble?
As a result, before he took two steps, the door was kicked open from the outside.
"Who the hell..." Mao Rui hadn’t finished his words when something flew over, hitting him accurately, blocking his just-opened mouth.
Damn!
"Who? Who threw the rag?" Mao Rui spat several times.
When he looked up again, he saw the three people he hired, Ge Da and his companions, crawling in from outside — yes, they were crawling.
This... 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
Then Yang Yunhai leisurely walked in with Gu Lingling.
"Brother Yang..." Meng Feifei started to shout but was frightened by Yang Yunhai’s icy eyes, "Brother Hai?"
She smartly changed her wording.
The next second, she regretted her cowardly appearance.
Why could Gu Lingling call him Brother Yang, while she had to call him Brother Hai like everyone else outside?
"I’m not familiar with you." Yang Yunhai stated calmly.
Fine, can’t even call him Brother Hai.
Heartache!
Meng Feifei watched Yang Yunhai with a wounded expression, but the man at the door didn’t spare another glance at her.
She’s never been in his eyes.
"You’re Mao Rui?" Yang Yunhai said casually, "Is this shop yours?"
"What... what do you want?" Mao Rui suddenly felt uneasy, as if he had overlooked something.
The aura of the man in front of him was too strong, not at all like the henpecked husband fussing over a woman earlier.
"What do I want?" Yang Yunhai looked at him coldly, "Just to confirm something."
Confirm?
Confirm what?
Yang Yunhai did not say, but a bad premonition lingered.
His premonitions were usually accurate.
"Are you tired?" After saying this, Yang Yunhai asked the girl beside him, his expression so gentle it seemed to overflow with tenderness, starkly contrasting the cold and murderous man just earlier.
"A little." Gu Lingling nodded.
"Alright, let’s go home." He said, taking the girl’s hand, without bothering to linger.
From beginning to end, he never acknowledged Meng Feifei again.
"What... what exactly did you do?"
"Who... who is he really?"
After Yang Yunhai left, Meng Feifei and Mao Rui asked each other almost simultaneously.
There were many people watching downstairs, including Old Liu.
Earlier he had thought this man was extraordinary, now he realized he had underestimated him.
To tame these three tyrants so well was truly satisfying.
"Old Liu?" Yang Yunhai paused as he passed by him.
"Yes." Old Liu responded with some respect.
His attitude differed from earlier at Treasure House.
"Good, I’ll remember you." Yang Yunhai nodded.
Remember?
Remember what about him?
Old Liu felt a bit panicked, not wanting to be remembered by this young man.
