Chapter 653 - The Prodigal Sons of the Campus

Chapter 653: Chapter 690: The Prodigal Sons of the CampusLi Yifei wasn’t familiar with the roads here, so it took him some time to reach the Qian Cabinet—a top-ranked karaoke chain in major cities across the country, known for its high costs. Ordinary college students wouldn’t typically spend money here; those present indicated that affluent individuals were inside.

Upon arrival at the entrance, Li Yifei didn’t get out of the car but turned to Chu Xiaoyao instead, "Xiaoyao, you go in first. Don’t let Little Yue know I’m here."

"Why?" Chu Xiaoyao asked, puzzled.

"Little Yue is Yunzhu’s cousin. If I show up, it’d seem as if I’m trying to control her, and that would make her uncomfortable."

"Hehe, that makes sense. Okay then, I’ll go in myself."

Chu Xiaoyao got out of the car, and soon Zhou Xiaoyue ran out. The two hugged and hopped a few times before dashing inside.

Only then did Li Yifei park the car with Su Yiyi and, smiling, said to her, "Yiyi, let’s go inside and sing some songs too."

"Okay!" A sweet smile spread across Su Yiyi’s face, truly happy to be out alone with Li Yifei.

Zhou Xiaoyue and Chu Xiaoyao were in a large private room on the third floor. Li Yifei and Su Yiyi found a room there as well, opting for a smaller private room.

Once in the room, they ordered some items. After the server left, Li Yifei surveyed the surroundings and turned to Su Yiyi, "Yiyi, seeing the karaoke room reminds me of the first time we met."

Su Yiyi’s face flushed as she said nervously, "Brother Li, you won’t despise me for what happened then, will you?"

Li Yifei wrapped his arm around Su Yiyi’s waist, gently kissed her face, and looked into her eyes, "Silly girl, if it hadn’t been for that encounter, how would I have found such a great wife like Yiyi?"

Su Yiyi’s heart instantly swelled with sweetness, and she sank into the memory, thankfully saying, "If I hadn’t met Brother Li that time, I really don’t know what my life would have become. Maybe I’d have fallen."

"That wouldn’t happen. Even if you hadn’t met me then, you’re not the type to sell yourself for money."

"For my own expenses, I wouldn’t sell myself, but with my dad like that, I don’t know whether he would have sold me. Just thinking about it scares me," said Su Yiyi, her body involuntarily shivering at the thought.

Li Yifei held Su Yiyi tightly and said softly, "That’s why it’s fate, destined for you to meet me and for me to be your man."

Su Yiyi smiled sweetly and responded, "Yes, I’m truly happy now. Meeting Brother Li has definitely been the happiest thing in my life."

Li Yifei and Su Yiyi reminisced about the past, making Li Yifei feel quite guilty towards Su Yiyi. Under normal circumstances, he genuinely wanted to marry her, but in the end, he married Xu Yingying. Now, he could only keep Su Yiyi as his mistress. Fortunately, Xu Yingying had agreed, which was some consolation.

And as they spoke of these things, Su Yiyi continued to comfort Li Yifei. This kind and devoted girl, despite the injustice she faced, took it in stride.

The two had been together for some time, but had never really gone out to play like today. Surprisingly, Su Yiyi’s singing voice was unexpectedly beautiful, especially when she sang those tender love songs, as if touching the heart and entrancing Li Yifei.

If Zhou Xiaoyue and Chu Xiaoyao hadn’t run into any trouble, then Li Yifei would have been utterly lost in his enjoyable time with Su Yiyi today.

However, not ten minutes had passed since Chu Xiaoyao had promised to send Li Yifei a WeChat message, and now almost twenty minutes had gone by without one. Li Yifei felt something was amiss. He told Su Yiyi to stay in the room, as he didn’t want her to witness any violent scenes. Such a pure girl, he didn’t want violence to taint her innocence.

Already knowing Chu Xiaoyao’s private room number, Li Yifei went straight to the door. Without knocking, he pushed it open and entered.

In the private room, there were a total of twelve people, seven men and five women. At this time, the five girls were all sitting on the left side of the long sofa. Rather than sitting, they were leaning on each other, half-lying and half-sitting, with their eyes closed as if asleep. Zhou Xiaoyue and Chu Xiaoyao were in the middle, their clothes still neat with no sign of disarray. This put Li Yifei somewhat at ease.

On the right side of the sofa, two guys were slumped over as Zhou Xiaoyue and her group were. The other five people were standing in front of Chu Xiaoyao and her group, turning around at the sound of Li Yifei entering.

"Who let you in? Get out!" A young man in his early twenties glared at Li Yifei and barked an order.

Li Yifei didn’t respond but assessed the five men instead. The one in the middle was the handsomest, dressed in the finest clothes, and had an air of a spoilt heir about him - an air of arrogance and disdain for others. It seemed like he held the lead over the group, the same obnoxious male that Chu Xiaoyao mentioned.

The other four had the look of hangers-on, clearly deferring to the central figure.

All five of them had anger written on their faces at Li Yifei’s intrusion, coupled with an excitement that could not be concealed, the joy of a misdeed about to come to fruition.

It seemed they had just put Chu Xiaoyao and the others out of consciousness, and whatever method they used was undoubtedly some kind of drug because the bottles on the table weren’t many, and the smell of alcohol wasn’t that strong.

"Didn’t you hear me telling you to get out?" snapped another guy, frowning at Li Yifei’s reluctance to leave.

Li Yifei pointed to Chu Xiaoyao and Zhou Xiaoyue, saying, "I’m taking them away."

All five guys changed their expressions, and the one in the center asked with a stern face, "And you are?"

This young man, named Zhao Dongliang, was local. His parents were in business, owning assets close to one hundred million, and his uncle was a mid-level government official in the area. With such resources, he indeed had reason to show off: rich and influential, most people couldn’t afford to mess with him. Within the university, as a local with such stature, he was quite rare, which made him all the more influential on campus, the idol of countless female students.

Having studied at this university for over two years, junior Zhao Dongliang had switched through numerous girlfriends and caused harm to many girls. Yet, plenty more were keen to be with him, knowing he could take them to upscale places and lavish them with expensive gifts. They fantasized about being his last woman, but no girl had ever succeeded; after being played by Zhao Dongliang for a while, they were cast aside like worn shoes.

Zhou Xiaoyue and Chu Xiaoyao, both freshmen, caught Zhao Dongliang’s eye as soon as they arrived at school. He thought they would be easy to chase, but both showed no interest in him, to his great surprise. Despite his advantages, there were still girls who weren’t biting, and their disinterest only increased his interest, constantly seeking ways to get his hands on Chu Xiaoyao and Zhou Xiaoyue.

After the National Day holiday passed, he finally managed to contact Zhou Xiaoyue through a fellow townsman and organized a group outing to sing. Zhou Xiaoyue, a fun-loving girl, was truly away from her parents for the first time in college, and she was frolicking with the unrestrained joy of a newly freed pony. Though not eager about having a boyfriend yet, she loved going out with fellow townspeople and friends.

Although Zhao Dongliang was present this time, the company of two townspeople and several known girls made her let her guard down, and she joined them. With Chu Xiaoyao also arriving, her courage soared, and aside from avoiding drinking too much for fear of getting drunk, she carelessly drank the drugged beverage.

Zhao Dongliang, not easily getting what he wanted today, finally had Zhou Xiaoyue and Chu Xiaoyao faint, and he could do as he pleased next. But then, out of nowhere, a man ran in demanding to take them away, which he couldn’t accept willingly. Although Li Yifei seemed to be an adult, Zhao Dongliang and his group didn’t take him seriously; what mattered most now was to figure out Li Yifei’s identity.

"I’m their relative," Li Yifei replied indifferently.

Zhao Dongliang narrowed his eyes and said, "You’re a relative of... both of them?"

"Exactly," Li Yifei nodded.

Zhao Dongliang laughed and said, "Look, buddy, that’s the lamest excuse ever. They’re not even related, and yet you’re the relative of both? Do you think we’re that easy to fool?" His face then turned cold, and he stated viciously, "If you want a girl, go find one yourself. Don’t come here trying to pick up what’s mine."

"What if I insist on taking them away?" Li Yifei’s tone remained calm.

"Kid, are you asking for a beating?" One of Zhao Dongliang’s lackeys picked up a bottle, looking fiercely at Li Yifei. As a flunky of Zhao Dongliang, he had often benefited from him and naturally wanted to demonstrate his loyalty, which would further endear him to Zhao Dongliang.

The other three also picked up bottles and surrounded Li Yifei. With just a word from Zhao Dongliang, they would give Li Yifei a good thrashing, confident that with Zhao’s backing, they had nothing to fear as long as things didn’t go too far.