Chapter 108: Came Knocking on His Own
"Zhang Yang, I just got a call…" Yang Jing's voice on the phone carried a hint of complexity. "Guess who it was?"
Before Zhang Yang could ask, she continued, "It was Xie Long… yeah, that Xie Long, my… friend. He said his flight lands tomorrow at nine, and he wants to meet me at ten at Huichen Grand Hotel."
Zhang Yang rolled his eyes. That bastard really knew how to pick his timing. She'd just decided to go abroad next spring, and he was already calling? Damn, that was irritating.
Out loud, he asked, "Tomorrow night at ten?"
What an ambiguous time slot. There were so many excuses a guy could use to make a girl stay — "Oh, it's so late, why not just stay here for the night? Let's have dinner and a little wine…" And before you knew it, it'd be past midnight.
After midnight, people's guard went down. Then he could say, "It's so late, why not crash here? I'll take the couch, you take the bed." Then he'd sit shivering on the couch until she felt sorry and invited him to the bed. Then he'd hug her and say, "Don't worry, I won't do anything," before kissing her and slipping his hand inside… and then—
No need to say what came next. That's how beauties always ended up getting pushed down.
That bastard really knew how to pick his moment. Zhang Yang already considered that guy Xie Long an absolute scumbag.
"Yeah, his flight lands around nine… ah, I don't even know why I'm telling a little guy like you this. But I'm a bit nervous right now. Anyway, I'm heading home first."
Then she reminded him to drive carefully and hung up.
After the call, Zhang Yang felt uncomfortable. Thinking for a moment, he turned his car around and drove toward Meining University.
It seemed Yang Fei had a class that afternoon. If he hurried, she should be just finishing up.
He had to dig up everything about this Xie Long guy. If he was a decent man, fine — but if he was an asshole, then no way was he letting him touch Yang Jing.
He drove to Meining University, arriving just as classes were ending. Zhang Yang pulled his Chevrolet right up near Yang Fei's lecture building. From a distance, he saw her tidying her folders, preparing to leave the classroom.
He parked and noticed three luxury cars lined up nearby — a Porsche, a Maserati, and a Lamborghini. The Porsche looked familiar; he was pretty sure it belonged to Bai Gang.
The three cars together made quite the scene, and in front of them stood three handsome guys posing stylishly.
The ultimate chick magnets. Zhang Yang squinted — sure enough, there was that bastard Bai Gang, and beside him were two others he recognized: Du Yuheng, the guy he'd slapped a few times that day, and of course, Bai Liangfeng.
Those three assholes! Waiting around just to harass Yang Fei, no doubt.
Zhang Yang spat on the ground. Talk about enemies meeting on a narrow road — they'd basically delivered themselves to him!
Sure enough, Yang Fei came out of the lecture hall holding her things. As she walked down the steps, the three bastards closed in on her.
"Miss Yang, nice to meet you." Du Yuheng extended a hand, blocking her way, smiling confidently. "My name's Du Yuheng. It's an honor to meet you."
Yang Fei glanced at him, frowning. "Do I know you?"
"Ahem, Miss Yang, he's the eldest son of the Du family from Southeast Province — Young Master Du. The Nanqing Building on campus was donated by their family," Bai Gang quickly explained.
Yang Fei sneered. "And what's that got to do with me?"
"Well," Bai Gang said, staring at her long legs wrapped in black stockings and swallowing hard, "Young Master Du has admired you for a long time. He'd like to invite you to dinner tonight, if you'd be so kind."
He seemed to have forgotten that just a few days ago, he'd confessed his love to this very same beauty in the rain. His dignity was long gone.
"Dinner?" Yang Fei gave him a look of pure disgust. "Did you all forget to take your meds today?"
"Ahem." Du Yuheng coughed and cleared his throat, brushing Bai Gang aside and stepping closer. His greedy eyes roamed over Yang Fei's chest, those firm, proud peaks rising beneath her blouse. "Perhaps Bai Gang didn't express it clearly, but allow me to explain again."
"I've long heard that Meining University's most beautiful woman is either you or the little diva Lin Yin. Seeing you today, the rumors don't do you justice…"
He paused, his gaze sliding from her chest down to her perky hips and long legs, drawing the conclusion that this woman was truly a peerless beauty.
Too beautiful for this world — it was almost a sin.
"So I couldn't resist coming over to invite you personally for dinner. Would you be so kind to honor me?"
His hand reached forward, almost touching her long, elegant leg.
Recently humiliated by Qiao Xier, Du Yuheng figured that if he could score someone like Yang Fei and show her off, maybe he could regain some pride. At least the Bai brothers were useful for introducing him to such a stunner.
Yang Fei's rosy lips twitched, but she said nothing, just gave him a cold, cutting stare.
Du Yuheng felt embarrassed but pressed on. "Miss Yang, I truly admire you. Please, just one dinner?"
"Let me answer that for you…"
Before Du Yuheng could react, a familiar voice came from behind him. He hadn't even turned when the voice continued.
"And that answer is — fuck your mother!"
"Zhang… Yang?" Du Yuheng turned and saw it was that bastard who'd beaten him up before.
"Damn right, it's your granddaddy!" Zhang Yang said, stepping forward. Without another word, he swung a sweeping kick, sending Du Yuheng sprawling, then grabbed his collar with one hand and his pants with the other, lifting him like a sack and hurling him straight into the flowerbed.
"Thud!" Du Yuheng hit the ground hard, completely dazed.
Bai Gang and Bai Liangfeng stared at each other, frozen in place.
"Z-Zhang Yang, are you insane? Do you even know who he is?" Bai Gang shouted, trembling as he pointed at the groaning Du Yuheng.
"Of course I know!" Zhang Yang's temper flared the instant he saw him. This bastard had deflated all four of his Chevy's tires last time, costing him a fortune and almost ruining his dinner with Yang Fei.
As he spoke, he lunged forward with a punch. Bai Gang, who had trained a bit, had always feared Zhang Yang, but his pride couldn't take being humiliated anymore. He wanted to see how strong Zhang Yang really was.
As Zhang Yang swung, Bai Gang stepped back and tried a sweep kick of his own — but missed. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yang's hand came around and slapped him across the face.
"Smack!" The crisp sound echoed as pain burned across his cheek.
He didn't even see the move. Dazed, he swung another punch, but Zhang Yang blocked it and landed another fierce slap on the other cheek!
Bai Gang spun in a full circle, seeing stars, before Zhang Yang grabbed him by the neck and waistband, lifting him off the ground and tossing him into the same flowerbed as Du Yuheng.
Turning back, Zhang Yang saw Bai Liangfeng had vanished — and then noticed the Lamborghini engine start. Through the windshield, Bai Liangfeng's face twisted in rage.
Zhang Yang thought he was running away — but instead, Bai Liangfeng floored the gas pedal, driving straight at him!
"You son of a bitch! I'll kill you!"