Chapter 389 — Don't Forget the Video

"No, no, nothing of the sort!" Shen Yushu shook her head again and again, her secret thoughts laid bare.

"If it's nothing, then why is your face so red?" Gu Mengyao was not convinced.

"I just thought that the wish I made before would be a little hard to fulfill... hee hee, but I've made up my mind — I'm going to change my wish!" Shen Yushu declared. "I've decided that I'll marry the same man as Yao-yao, so the two of us can be together forever!"

"..." Gu Mengyao broke out in a cold sweat. "Why are you still hung up on that wish?"

Toward evening, however, an unwelcome visitor arrived at the villa.

Wei Zhao had not expected that wretch An Liwen to have the nerve to show his face here again. Hadn't he been taught enough of a lesson last time?

Still, seeing that grin plastered across his face, Wei Zhao almost wondered whether the fellow had been beaten into amnesia.

"Brother Lin, I really must apologize for last time — I never imagined a simple dinner would end so badly. That was my fault, it truly was. I've been away from Songshan City for several years and didn't know how things stood here. Never mind... let's not bring up last time. Are you free tonight? A few of my brothers all admire Brother Lin's great name and would like to share a few drinks with you?" An Liwen said to Wei Zhao with a smile.

Wei Zhao gave An Liwen a peculiar look. Surely this fellow hadn't taken a loss last time and was now scheming for revenge? The man really was impatient — coming to settle scores so soon?

Wei Zhao turned to Gu Mengyao and asked what she thought.

Gu Mengyao had naturally guessed that An Liwen could not possibly mean well. Unless the man suffered from amnesia, he could not have forgotten that Wei Zhao had trounced him not long ago — the bandage on his forehead was proof enough.

"Brother Jianwen, is there something wrong with your head?" Shen Yushu asked, looking at An Liwen in astonishment as well.

"..." Several black lines appeared on An Liwen's forehead. "Xiaoshu, what are you talking about? I don't follow..."

"Nothing. I just think you're looking to get thrashed..." Shen Yushu could not care less about An Liwen's dignity, nor did she feel any need to spare his face.

Shen Yushu's words annoyed An Liwen somewhat, but he did not dare talk back. For one thing, he minded the image he presented before Gu Mengyao; for another, he truly could not afford to offend this little miss.

"Yao-yao, today I'm hosting a dinner to thank my savior. You wouldn't mind lending me your bodyguard for a while, would you?" An Liwen said, gazing at Gu Mengyao with a smile. He deliberately stressed the words "bodyguard," making clear that he already knew Wei Zhao was her bodyguard.

Gu Mengyao frowned. That her daddy had hired Wei Zhao was no secret — many people in the group knew of it. If An Liwen had taken the trouble to ask around, there was no hiding it from him.

So, since he had already said it outright, she stopped making an issue of Wei Zhao's position. "It's evening now. What he chooses to do is beyond my control."

In truth, Gu Mengyao still nursed a bit of resentment. The afternoon's events had left her temper simmering with no outlet, so when she saw An Liwen making trouble for Wei Zhao, she was only too glad to let Wei Zhao have a little trouble of his own.

Though the outcome was easy to foresee — An Liwen would get thrashed again — Gu Mengyao simply did not want Wei Zhao to have it so easy. Sending him off to busy himself would relieve a little of the hatred in her heart.

"Heh heh, Brother Lin, your boss has already agreed. What do you say — do me this favor?" An Liwen looked at Wei Zhao with a smile.

"Fine, let's go then!" Wei Zhao nodded. Since Gu Mengyao had put it that way, he supposed he would grudgingly go thrash the fellow once more. A shield had to know its duty as a shield — he couldn't take his salary for nothing, could he?

"Then let's be off. After you, Mr. Lin!" Hearing Wei Zhao agree, An Liwen was overjoyed. Both Gu Mengyao and Wei Zhao had guessed right — he had indeed come today to settle scores.

Last time Wei Zhao had set him up, leaving him with grievances he could not voice, and An Liwen had been furious — especially since the one who had beaten him was Li Cihua, a man he still had to work with. That rage had no outlet whatsoever. If An Liwen didn't teach Wei Zhao a lesson, the man would really think he was easy to push around.

Of course, An Liwen could not go after Wei Zhao openly. After all, he had invited Wei Zhao to dinner right under Gu Mengyao's nose, and one must spare the dog for its master's sake. He could not make it too obvious, or Gu Mengyao would surely think him petty and small-minded.

An Liwen's plan was simple: Wei Zhao had set him up once, so now he would set Wei Zhao up in return, and leave him with a grievance he could never voice!

Wei Zhao rose to his feet and followed An Liwen out of the villa. At the doorway, however, he heard Shen Yushu calling after him: "Brother Arrowhead, the video — don't forget to record it!"

Wei Zhao nodded with a bitter smile, while An Liwen, walking ahead, nearly stumbled and fell flat on his face. So last time he had been recorded too? And that meant Gu Mengyao had seen it as well?

Damn it, that humiliation had been enormous! No wonder Gu Mengyao had looked at the bandage on his forehead so strangely today. She already knew!

This Wei Zhao — this time he would make him pay! Hmph, but this time it was Wei Zhao who would be humiliated. Shen Yushu wanted a recording, did she? Fine, he would oblige. He would record it and show it to her!

At that thought, An Liwen's heart settled a little. A smile spread across his face, and he pretended not to understand. "Little Sister Xiaoshu, rest assured, I'll find a professional cameraman shortly and record the whole drinking contest!"

Shen Yushu said nothing, merely knitting her brows. Only after Wei Zhao and An Liwen had left the villa did she speak: "Yao-yao, this time An Liwen seems very sure of himself?"

"Who knows? Last time he seemed very sure of himself too." Gu Mengyao curled her lip. Compared with Wei Zhao, she disliked An Liwen even more.

"That's true. I hope Brother Arrowhead can give us another surprise this time. Hee hee, I want to see how An Liwen gets his comeuppance this time..." Shen Yushu nodded.

From An Liwen's words, Wei Zhao had roughly gathered his intent. A drinking contest? Did this fellow mean to get him drunk and then stir up some kind of trouble?

But get him drunk? Was that even possible? Wei Zhao smiled faintly and followed behind An Liwen.

"Mr. Lin, today we drink until we drop — let's not drive, shall we? Otherwise we won't be able to drive back afterward, will we?" An Liwen feared that if Wei Zhao drove, he would not drink so much, and his plan would come to nothing.

"All right, then we'll take your car." Wei Zhao did not mind. If they did not drive, they could simply take a taxi back.

"Good. I've hired a driver specially — I didn't even bring the sports car today!" Hearing Wei Zhao agree, An Liwen was overjoyed.