Chapter 68: You Want Me to Look Back?

“Are you still planning to kick me?” Hua Tianyu asked Lin Lin with a cheerful smile.

“Kick!” Sitting as she was, Lin Lin didn’t hesitate in the least before swinging her leg at him.

“Because you two are just too nauseatingly sweet!”

Hua Tianyu was left speechless.

Tian Li giggled, pecked Hua Tianyu lightly on the cheek, then darted back into her room.

“There’s one more thing,” Hua Tianyu said, sitting down beside Lin Lin, “I plan to give you that four million. This way, you’ll have a bit more at your disposal.”

“All of it?” Lin Lin was startled, not having expected such generosity from Hua Tianyu.

She had indeed been short on cash lately, but due to her personality, even after watching Hua Tianyu so easily swindle four million, she hadn’t asked him for any of it.

Now, with just a word, he was intending to give it all to her; this caught her off guard.

Still, she was not one to beat around the bush. Since she was willing to live together with Hua Tianyu, she had already accepted this old comrade of her father’s in her heart.

After a brief calculation of her usual expenses, she said, “Half will do. That should be enough!”

“But…” Lin Lin suddenly broke into a mischievous grin.

“What is it?” Hua Tianyu had a sudden premonition.

“Your attempt to buy me off failed! Tonight, you still can’t share a room with Tian Li, because… I’m going to bunk with her!” Lin Lin made a face, then darted into Tian Li’s bedroom, closing the door behind her.

Inside, the laughter and playful shouts of two girls could be heard, leaving Hua Tianyu alone in the living room…

As the sun climbed back into the sky, Jiang Liliang finally woke slowly from his hospital bed.

The first thing he saw was his son, Jiang Yong, reclining on the bed beside him; the doctor had placed them together in a special care ward. Feng Wenhu was there as well, but Wan Rong, who should have been present, was nowhere to be seen.

Jiang Liliang propped himself up, feeling his injured leg, and a surge of hatred welled in his heart.

“Where is Wan Rong?” he asked Feng Wenhu, his tone unfriendly.

“Wan Rong… He said he’s too ashamed to face you, Boss, so he didn’t dare come today.”

“That traitorous bastard! What has my father ever done to deserve this from him? He ruined my father’s leg! Why the hell didn’t that Hua guy chop off one of his arms yesterday?” Jiang Yong already knew what had happened the previous day; upon hearing Feng Wenhu’s words, he couldn’t contain his anger and burst out swearing.

“If I see him again, I’ll kill him!”

“Jiang, sir, you can’t blame him entirely for what happened yesterday. It was that damned Hua Tianyu—he held a knife to the boss’s throat, that’s why things turned out as they did,” Feng Wenhu tried to defend Wan Rong when he saw Jiang Yong’s anger.

“Shut up! How dare you speak for him?” Jiang Yong grabbed the water glass by his side and hurled it at Feng Wenhu.

Feng Wenhu could only dodge instinctively, then left the room wearing an awkward expression.

“Get back here!” Jiang Liliang’s hatred for Wan Rong deepened. Seeing Feng Wenhu defend him made him want to stab him right then and there.

Still, he knew Wan Rong could no longer be relied upon in Yongxing Hall. For now, he had only Feng Wenhu to handle matters for him.

After several weeks in bed, without someone dependable, his position in Yongxing Hall would become precarious.

“There are a few things I need you to take care of,” Jiang Liliang instructed Feng Wenhu.

“First, those who went to the Tiantong Road complex last night—make sure they keep their mouths shut. Anyone who talks, I’ll be the first to chop him up!”

“Second, about my leg—say only that I’m injured, never that it’s crippled! Hear me? If I catch wind of any rumor that my leg is crippled, I’ll chop you up myself!”

“Third, find Wan Rong and tell him I’ve forgiven him!” As he said this, Jiang Liliang’s face was so dark it was nearly dripping with malice. Feng Wenhu could see right through him—this was no forgiveness, but a ruse to lure Wan Rong in and finish him off.

Still, even if he realized this, he dared not say a word.

He had wanted to ask how to deal with those underlings who’d lost their hands last night, but thinking better of it, decided not to. Jiang Liliang was in a foul mood, and asking now would only make things worse for them.

Besides, to Jiang Liliang, those men were already worthless. Their lives meant nothing to him.

A faint sense of sorrow welled up in Feng Wenhu’s heart, but this was simply the fate of those who lived by the sword—there was no helping it.

As for whether he could keep the men from talking, he couldn’t make any promises. There were plenty who rambled when drunk, and if word got out that Jiang Liliang’s leg was crippled, Feng Wenhu would have to deal with the culprit first, then hand him over to the boss!

“Yes, Boss. I’ll make sure the brothers keep their mouths shut. Anyone who leaks a word, I’ll cut him down myself!”

“Now get out!” Jiang Liliang barked, waving his hand.

As Feng Wenhu’s figure disappeared through the door, Jiang Yong immediately asked, “Dad, what do we do now?”

Jiang Liliang glared at him. “What are you panicking for! Wait a moment, I’ll call your uncle. I refuse to believe he won’t help his own family.”

“Uncle? He’ll help us, won’t he?” Hope suddenly sparked in Jiang Yong’s eyes.

Jiang Lifu—he was the king of the entire Jiang City underworld. As long as he took action, there was almost nothing he couldn’t settle.

Outside the door, Feng Wenhu had already stationed two men to guard against anyone barging in and causing trouble. With Feng Wenhu gone, they could also tend to the Jiang father and son as needed.

A few minutes later, the scar-faced man on the left suddenly clutched his stomach. “Keep watch for me, I’ve gotta hit the bathroom.”

“Damn it, make it quick! If the boss chops off your hand, don’t expect me to care.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Clutching his belly, the scar-faced man hunched over and hurried off toward the restroom.

The moment he turned the corner and was sure he was out of sight, the look of pain vanished from his face. He dialed a number on his phone and lowered his voice.

“Brother Rong, the old man just now…”

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Hua Tianyu had finished his daily morning training by the time Jiang Liliang awoke, and made his way to Swan International Group.

After specially greeting Cheng Feng, who stood at the entrance, he entered the security office.

Ever since he’d cowed the security department on his first day, he’d spent the last few days taking it easy, leaving most of the managerial duties to Cui Quan.

Cui Quan happened to arrive in the security office just then, and hurried over to greet him. “Good morning, Brother Tian!”

“Morning! You’ve worked hard these past few days,” Hua Tianyu said, giving him a friendly clap on the shoulder.

“Don’t worry, Brother Tian, it’s no trouble at all!”

Since it was a newly reorganized security department, there were many things to set straight. With Hua Tianyu being a hands-off boss, Cui Quan had been run off his feet these past two days.

But there was still an important matter Hua Tianyu needed to entrust to him!