Green Tea Enters The Story Of Abuse [Book] Chapter 19
byChapter 19: I’ll beat you until you’re looking for your teeth all over the floor.
The next afternoon, An Yu met with Zeng Lang.
In An Yu’s “memory,” Zeng Lang came from an ordinary family and was a simple person. He hadn’t expected that in less than a year after graduation, that simplicity had turned into slickness, accompanied by a subtle anxiety.
Well, society was indeed quite harsh.
Zeng Lang secretly sized up An Yu.
He remembered An Yu as taciturn. Although good-looking, he always gave off a dull, gray impression. He wasn’t like this now, as if a bright pearl had been wiped clean of dust.
Seeing that the restaurant Zeng Lang had brought him to was high-end, An Yu said, “Why spend this money? We don’t need to be so formal. We could meet at a street stall.”
Zeng Lang froze for a moment and blurted out, “It’s already booked, a set meal, not expensive.”
He said this, but felt very uncomfortable inside. An Yu was still the same as before, always thinking of others…
He hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back.
An Yu saw his difficulty and smiled, “That’s good then.”
He didn’t know if Zeng Lang was telling the truth. If it was the truth, fine. If not, he would pay the bill, saying it was to thank Zeng Lang for his past care.
As the two entered the private room, there was a person sitting inside, legs crossed, arrogant and smug. It was An Ming.
Among the three An brothers, An Ming was the youngest and the most temperamental. He had a very good relationship with An Shi, but he bossed the Original Host around.
An Yu instantly understood and looked at Zeng Lang, “Explain.”
An Ming sneered, “Explain what? Money makes the world go round, don’t you understand that? Still as stupid as ever! Well, I heard CEO Xing never takes you out, so it’s normal for you to be ignorant.”
An Ming was studying abroad and his flight was delayed during An Shi’s wedding.
Father An said that since he wouldn’t make it anyway, An Ming should return during his holiday, lest his youngest son, who couldn’t tolerate the slightest injustice, cause trouble because of “An Yu stealing the marriage.”
Overseas students had their own circles, and An Ming eventually learned about An Yu stealing the marriage.
He asked his family, and they all told him that since things were already this way, he should just let it go.
Why should he let it go?
An Ming thought of his classmates sarcastically asking if An Yu was his biological older brother, and he felt so angry his lungs were about to explode.
That damned An Yu, always doing such embarrassing things!
An Ming outwardly promised his family he would focus on his studies, but secretly returned to the country, wanting to teach An Yu a lesson.
But An Yu was like an eel, always hiding and impossible to catch. It was like this when he was at home, and it was the same after he went to the Xing Family, where the security was tight…
An Ming used Zeng Lang to lure An Yu, and unexpectedly, it worked.
An Yu didn’t take An Ming seriously, but Zeng Lang…
This was a good friend who had looked after the Original Host when he was sick, worked part-time with him to earn living expenses, and supported him through a period of time.
Zeng Lang’s face was flushed red, and he didn’t dare look at An Yu.
An Yu understood and said calmly, “I thought you were in trouble. I originally planned to lend you money, up to three million. I said it was a loan, but I didn’t plan on asking for it back.”
This was the truth. The Original Host had received very little kindness, and he cherished every bit of it.
Zeng Lang froze, “Th-three million?”
An Yu said, “I forgot to tell you, my family’s assets are in the tens of billions. This is my younger brother; he loves playing pranks.”
Three million—he might never earn that much in his lifetime. An Yu was also kind-hearted and easy to get along with. Zeng Lang couldn’t help but be filled with regret, “An Yu…”
An Yu knew that Zeng Lang’s regret would likely last for a long time, which was exactly his goal.
Killing the heart was worse than killing the body.
He wasn’t angry about Zeng Lang’s betrayal; they weren’t close, so there was no need.
But the Original Host, who had squeezed money out of his meager savings to lend to Zeng Lang when his family had an accident during school, deserved justice.
And now he was showing off his family background, even though he lived like a mouse at home.
An Ming scoffed and was about to speak.
An Yu shot him a cold look, “Idiot! Family shame should not be aired in public. Talking about family matters in front of someone who forgets righteousness for profit—if this gets out, will you look good?”
An Ming had always looked down on this weak second brother, but being stared at by his sharp gaze now, his heart involuntarily flinched.
He chased Zeng Lang away and scrutinized An Yu, “You actually had the guts to steal Eldest Brother’s marriage…”
An Yu chuckled, “Didn’t you say it? Money makes the world go round. What belongs to the Xing Family is mine. Now I’m the one with more money. What can you do?”
An Ming aggressively rushed toward An Yu, “What can I do? I can beat you until you’re looking for your teeth all over the floor!”
An Yu raised an eyebrow, “What a coincidence, I also want to make you look for your teeth all over the floor.”
In his view, An Pinghai was hypocritical and volatile. An Shi inherited An Pinghai’s hypocrisy, and An Ming inherited An Pinghai’s volatility.
An Ming was not only volatile but also uneducated. When he was studying in the country, he had even asked the Original Host to write his assignments for him. When the Original Host refused, he resorted to violence…
An Yu fought An Ming.
An Ming was surprised that An Yu dared to fight back. In his anger, he spewed vulgarities, but after having a tooth knocked out, he sobered up, feeling fear and shock.
How could this be…
An Yu not only knew how to fight, but he was also ruthless and agile.
An Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, it was Xing Zhan who was too heaven-defying, not that he was weak.
After An Ming conceded, he called An Pinghai, mentioning An Ming’s provocation, and asked sadly, “Dad, did you send him? He said he was going to kill me…”
An Ming, who had merely spoken recklessly in anger, was speechless.
The phone was on speaker.
An Ming immediately shouted, “Dad, An Yu hit me!”
He always used to complain this way, and every time, An Yu would suffer the consequences.
An Pinghai roared, “So what if he hit you? Your second brother is so sensible, it must have been you who provoked him first! Now, immediately, get back here! Otherwise, I’ll break your legs!”
It wasn’t like he hadn’t hit An Shi before.
Besides, An Ming’s temper—how could he not understand it?
Regarding An Yu hitting someone, An Pinghai had already moved from shock to understanding.
Even a cornered rabbit will bite. An Yu was having a hard time at the Xing Family, so he needed an outlet for his frustration. Anyway, the person was obedient and useful when he was around…
An Ming was instantly stunned.
An Yu was not surprised by An Pinghai’s reaction.
The cooperation between the An Family and the Xing Family was currently in progress. An Pinghai’s choice would always be where the profit lay.
An Ming left, looking dazed and limping.
An Yu ordered food in the private room and enjoyed a delicious meal.
The body was the most important thing; no matter how big the matter was, one couldn’t skip a meal.
As for the battle damage.
He had deliberately paid attention; his face hadn’t suffered any injuries, and the knuckles on the back of his hand were only slightly scraped, not noticeable.
That evening, Xing Zhan still returned to the bedroom at 9:30. An Yu was still awake at this time, so he could pet the cat.
He asked An Yu how his gathering with his friend went.
An Yu said, “It was good.”
He didn’t plan to tell Xing Zhan what happened. What kind of delicate Green Tea would get into fights every few days? It would be hard to maintain the Green Tea persona later.
Xing Zhan waited for a few seconds. When no further explanation came, he said, “You can meet up often in the future.”
An Yu replied, “Mhm.”
He was tired. His body hadn’t fully recovered yet. Fighting consumed physical strength, and feeling injustice for the Original Host consumed mental energy. He desperately needed a high-quality sleep to recover.
After An Yu fell asleep, the Little Orange Cat stopped playing with Xing Zhan and lay down on An Yu’s pillow.
Xing Zhan was silent for a while, then he also went to sleep.
He wondered if it was his imagination, but he felt that An Yu was very distant today.
Having gone to bed early, Xing Zhan woke up early the next day. Seeing An Yu sleeping peacefully, hugging the cat, a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.
Soon, that smile faded.
An Yu’s hand resting on the cat’s back was fair and slender, making the injury on his knuckles particularly obvious.
Xing Zhan confirmed that this injury had not been there yesterday morning.