Chapter 154: Big Sister Is So Beautiful
"Hey, not mentioning Cousin Qiao, it seems you really aren't turning back." Li Momo leaned in, staring hard at Yang Jing, nearly drooling, clicking his tongue in admiration. "No wonder that bastard Lei Tianming was so desperate. This big sister is gorgeous."
Zhang Yang felt a chill. This kid was still wet behind the ears, yet he dared to ogle Yang Jing like Lei Tianming?
When Zhang Yang's face darkened, Li Momo quickly changed his words: "I was just saying, don't take it seriously… I'm not into mature women."
This time it was Yang Jing's turn to want to punch someone…
"You talk too much nonsense. Tell me, how do you know Qiao Xier?" Zhang Yang's expression eased slightly. After all, the brat did help him earlier, and it seemed like he knew Qiao Xier, so Zhang Yang was willing to chat a bit.
"She… she's my distant cousin, of course I know her." Li Momo proudly pointed at Zhang Yang and Yang Jing, "And I know you two as well."
"Bullshit. It's normal you know us. But who the hell are you?" Hearing that he was Qiao Xier's relative, Zhang Yang's attitude softened again, though the kid really looked like a punk.
"Who the hell am I? I'm Li Momo." Li Momo looked frustrated. No one had ever dared to talk to him like that before… except for Cousin Qiao. Could it be she taught him that?
"Come on, I just helped you two big time. Show a little respect, alright? Call me Third Young Master, or Brother Li!"
"Li Momo? Brother Li?" Zhang Yang almost laughed. This brat? "Show me your ID."
"Uh…" Li Momo scratched his head. "This isn't the place to talk. Let's go over there."
He pointed to a refined-looking private room nearby.
Zhang Yang looked at Yang Jing and nodded. "Alright."
It wasn't too late yet. Might as well see what the kid wanted.
Inside the private room, it was clearly quieter than outside, and there was even a small bar. What made Zhang Yang click his tongue in surprise was that three hot girls in nothing but bikinis were sitting inside. As soon as they saw Li Momo, they clung to him like seductive spiders. "Aiya, you naughty boy, where did you go? We've been waiting till we're all wet down there…"
"Mmm… I'm so itchy…"
Yang Jing's face turned bright red. Zhang Yang was slightly better, but Li Momo smacked his forehead and cursed, "Shit, forgot about this."
He glared at the three girls and shouted, "Out, out, stop bothering me!" While talking, he pulled out a wad of hundred-yuan bills and tossed them in front of them, then gave one girl's ass a squeeze. "Come back when Young Master calls you."
After chasing the girls out, Li Momo finally invited the two to sit.
"What do you want to drink?" he asked, glancing at Zhang Yang and Yang Jing.
"Anything, just a soft drink." Zhang Yang frowned. "You didn't come here just to help, did you?"
"Ah… haha, I'm not that free." Li Momo handed them each a can of coconut juice, grabbed a bottle of XO from the table, poured himself a glass, and took a lazy sip. "Cousin called me earlier and told me to look after you, but I've been busy, totally forgot. Lucky we ran into each other today."
Busy? Zhang Yang glanced toward the door where the girls left. Yeah, busy chasing women.
"Thanks for today." Yang Jing took the coconut juice and said politely.
"You're welcome, beautiful big sister. But by the way, are you really my cousin-in-law's girlfriend?" Li Momo leaned against the bar, grinning at Yang Jing.
Hearing that, Yang Jing blushed deeply and waved her hands in panic. "No, no, don't get the wrong idea!"
"Aiya, what a shame. I think you and Cousin-in-law look great together." Li Momo gave her an admiring glance.
Zhang Yang was speechless. This brat—calling him cousin-in-law one second, and saying he looked good with another woman the next. What about your cousin's feelings, huh?
"Ahem… brat, don't stick your nose in adults' business. I'll have your cousin deal with you later."
"No, don't tattle on me. Be a decent person." Li Momo clearly feared Qiao Xier. When Zhang Yang said that, his body trembled.
"Decent, huh." Zhang Yang looked at his chest and sneered. "You've got guts, kid—using a fake gun to scare people?"
"Ah, you noticed?" Li Momo sheepishly took out the gun he used earlier to scare Lei Tianming, placing it on the table. "It's a replica, just a lighter."
"You think they couldn't tell? They were just scared of the bodyguards around you." Zhang Yang had already sensed a few sharp gazes locking onto Lei Tianming during the confrontation. If that guy had dared to make a move, he'd be dead by now.
As for Li Momo's gun, Zhang Yang had seen right through it—it was just for show.
"Cousin-in-law, you're sharp. No wonder Cousin likes you." Li Momo shrugged. "If that bastard hadn't backed off, he'd be dog food by now."
"That private room isn't yours, is it?"
"Why do you say that?" Li Momo swirled his glass pretentiously and took a sip. "Doesn't it look like it's mine?"
Zhang Yang smiled but didn't bother arguing. "Alright, if there's nothing else, we'll get going."
Li Momo gave him a look, hesitated, then nodded. "Alright, I won't see you off. But if you run into trouble in the capital, give me a call."
He dialed a number on his phone, and Zhang Yang's phone rang.
"That's me!" Li Momo grinned as he walked them to the door. Just before Zhang Yang left, he leaned close and whispered, "Lately, a few old men have been gathering. They claim it's just casual talk, but remember this—any sudden rise of a person or a family is built on the pain of countless others. The ones who benefit won't sit quietly while their interests are stripped away. So… you're currently ranked seventh on the Spade Eight Kill List. Be careful."
Zhang Yang was slightly startled. That was probably the real reason this kid called him in. He nodded. "Got it."
After a thought, he added, "Thanks."
"No need to thank me. I just don't want my cousin to become a widow so young." Li Momo chuckled. "Though, I heard they rarely miss their target. Maybe I should tell her to remarry."
He glanced at Yang Jing again, clicking his tongue. "Beautiful big sister, really not considering becoming my cousin-in-law's girlfriend… ah, forget I said that."
Yang Jing clenched her pink fists. This brat… I'll deal with you sooner or later…
Zhang Yang shrugged, said nothing, and left the bar with Yang Jing. On the way, Yang Jing turned her head and said, "Why do I feel like that brat was waiting for us?"
Zhang Yang smiled. "He was."
"So…"
Zhang Yang looked out the car window and said calmly, "The private room was borrowed. If that kid often hung out there, Boss Wang and those rich brats wouldn't have looked so surprised to see him."
"That's strange. How did he know we'd be in trouble there?"
Zhang Yang smiled bitterly. "That's the simplest part."