Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 197 of 214
Yang Shuoxuan was no fool. From what Li Dadong had just said, he had roughly grasped the hidden meaning. That Zheng Zetao was clearly no good sort—how good could his advice possibly be? He was merely trying to persuade Li Dadong to use despicable means to win Lin Yanhe. But Li Dadong had flatly refused, which showed that he was a man of strong principle and a keen sense of justice, not to be seduced by profit.
"Damn, what the hell are you?" Zheng Zetao had been irritated for a while. If Li Dadong hadn't been doing his utmost to hold him back, he would have taught Yang Ce a lesson long ago. Now Yang Juehuan's every word implied that Zheng Zetao was the villain and Li Dadong the virtuous one—how could that not infuriate him?
"Li Dadong, let me give you a piece of advice: a friend like this is no friend at all. Don't think he's helping you—he's harming you." Yang Ce swept a cold glance at Zheng Zetao. "Those shitty ideas he's feeding you will be the death of you."
Yang Yanzhou's words were no lie. If Li Dadong dared to harbor any improper designs on Lin Yanhe, he would meet a very ugly end.
"Zetao means well for me too." Li Dadong looked somewhat embarrassed. Yang Ce's dressing-down of Zheng Zetao to his face put him in an awkward position.
"Go to hell. Dadong and I have been friends for how many years? And what the hell are you? Let me tell you—if Dadong hadn't pleaded for you, I'd have you lying on the ground right now, if not crippled. You don't know your place!" Zheng Zetao cursed.
Yang Ce clenched the fist of his right hand, then released it. He shook his head and said, "I've said my piece. Think it over yourself. As for this friend of yours, I have nothing more to say. In Songjiang, there aren't many people who dare talk to me like that."
And the few there were consisted of Yang Juehuan's parents, his elders, and his woman.
Zheng Zetao wore a look of utter disdain. He had seen arrogance before, but never arrogance like Yang Cenbin's. Besides, those people had the capital to back up their arrogance—what did this one have? Just a bit more bulk. In a one-on-one fight, Zheng Zetao was certain he could take him, so with no backup at hand, he dared not strike first, and merely stood to one side sneering.
"Oh, right, Big Dong—I'm going to Yang Juehuan's company to have a look. Why don't you come along with us?" Lin Yanhe suddenly remembered what Yang Ce had told her at home, and so she extended the invitation.
"A company? Great, sure!" Li Dadong did not think at all about what company it was or what it actually did; he simply agreed instinctively because Lin Yanhe had asked.
Over on the other side, Zheng Zetao's face was full of mockery: "What company? Dadong, don't let him fool you."
"Wait, Zhiyun, what's this really about? What company?" Only now did Li Dadong react, and he asked Lin Yanhe in puzzlement.
"Come on, Dadong, can't you see? Your little Sister Lin and her boyfriend are making up lies together to make a fool of you," Zheng Zetao said sourly.
"That's not true, Big Dong. Everything I said is real." Seeing herself doubted, Lin Yanhe grew a little anxious.
"Then let's go. Dadong, let's all go take a look—see what this so-called company is really like." Zheng Zetao was convinced this was all just a lie cooked up by Yang Ce and Lin Yanhe—or rather, that even Lin Yanhe was a victim. He had been lamenting that he had no chance to get his revenge, and now he felt his opportunity had come: he meant to embarrass Yang Ce.
Though Yaoyang said nothing, his thoughts were much the same. Hearing Zheng Zetao's words, he nodded in agreement.
"In that case, let's all go together." Yang Ce glanced at Zheng Zetao and Yaoyang. How could he not know what they were thinking? But he did not call them out on it.
To be continued.
700. Transformation
"Big Dong, this—" Lin Yanhe looked somewhat troubled. She had meant to invite him alone, yet these two men whom Yang Ce so disliked insisted on tagging along.