Chapter 989 - Roll
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Chapter 989: Chapter 1030 Roll"She borrowed the money, so let her pay it back," Li Xinyue said angrily.
"Oh, my God, my life is so hard!" Wang Xiaohong slapped her thigh, sat down on the ground, and burst into a loud wail, crying and saying like she was performing in an opera, "Li An, I was so young when I married you; you even had a child, and I didnât look down on you, I raised your daughter, put her through school, and helped her become a host. Now that Iâm useless to you, you just want to kick me aside and let me die, just let me die then."
Li Xuehai suddenly hugged Wang Xiaohong, snot and tears streaming as he said, "Mom, if youâre going to die, then I might as well die with you. The Li family wonât die out, but thatâs no longer my concern."
As these two went back and forth, Li An suddenly panic, Li Xinyue was his daughter, Li Xuehai was also his son, and he was a man of traditional thoughts; he valued his son somewhat more than his daughter. This mother and son duo knew exactly how to play on Li Anâs penchant, resorting to this tactic whenever there was trouble, always managing to coerce Li An into relenting.
But this time, Li An was truly in a dilemma; on one side was his wife and son, on the other, his daughter. He desperately wished to resolve it amicably, but it seemed he would have to forsake one side, and he found it tough to make a decision. For an average man like him, the matter was simply too overwhelming.
Cheng Yunlong snorted and disdainfully glanced at Li Yifei, saying, "Wang Xiaohong, you borrowed the money, right? The IOU was written by you, wasnât it? Itâs only right for me to ask you for the money. Doesnât your daughter have a good boyfriend now? Let him pay it back."
At that, Wang Xiaohong immediately started crying again and said, "Xinyue, speak with your conscience, did I ever abuse you when you were a child? Have I ever failed to provide you with food or clothing? Though Iâm not your birth mother, I was the one who raised you, wasnât I? Now that Iâve encountered such difficulties, canât you help me resolve it? Do you really want to watch me die?"
Li Xinyueâs mouth twitched, at a loss for words over her stepmotherâs shamelessness. While it was true Wang Xiaohong hadnât been like the cruel stepmothers of legend, never beating or scolding her, Li Xinyue had been the one to do everything when she was just a little girlâlaundry, cooking, taking care of her brother, attending university while participating in a work-study program, and working outside jobs to pay for school. But in Wang Xiaohongâs mouth, all these became her own merits. Seará´h the NovŃlĆire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Li Yifei frowned, clearly annoyed by the woman wailing on the ground. He took Li Xinyueâs hand and started to walk out of the house.
Cheng Yunlong stepped forward to block Li Yifei and barked, "Do you think you can just take her away because you canât pay up?"
Li Yifei glared and retorted, "Get out of the way, I donât want to hear this womanâs wailing."
Wang Xiaohong got even more worked up, playing the victim, "You... you... you dare to insult me? Xinyue, look at the person youâve found, he has no manners whatsoever."
Yet Li Xinyue didnât even glance at Wang Xiaohong; she was already fed up with her antics. If it werenât for her father, she would have loved to have a full-blown row with this Wang Xiaohong. Now that she had Li Yifei as her husband, she believed he would take care of the matter, so she didnât care about Wang Xiaohong at all.
With Cheng Yunlong insulted by Li Yifei, his face turned even uglier as he said darkly, "Kid, do you know how many years itâs been since anyone had the guts to tell me to scram?"
"Are you going to move or not?" Li Yifei said coldly, glaring at Cheng Yunlong.
"What if I donât?" Cheng Yunlong grew even angrier.
"Then Iâll make you move!" With that, Li Yifei grabbed Cheng Yunlong by the collar and threw him. Cheng Yunlong rolled a couple of times across the floor before coming to a stop, while Li Yifei pulled Li Xinyue out and left.
Li An, Wang Xiaohong, and Li Xuehai were all stunned at this turn of events; they had never expected Li Yifei to actually lay hands on Cheng Yunlong.
The first to react was Li An, inwardly lamenting. Li Yifei had hit Cheng Yunlong, who certainly wouldnât let it go and would seek revenge. This could mean trouble for Li Yifei, and Li Xinyue might also suffer as a result.
However, Wang Xiaohong and Li Xuehai were suddenly delighted. This brash and bold Li Yifei had dared to hit Cheng Yunlong, escalating the conflict significantly. Cheng Yunlong would undoubtedly take his revenge on Li Yifei, perhaps even seeking to kill him. Then, to protect Li Yifei, Li Xinyue would have no choice but to marry Cheng Yunlong, and if that happened, the debt she owed would naturally be forgotten, and they might even gain from it.
All three of them hurried out, helping Cheng Yunlong up, who immediately charged out, picking up a stool on the way and smashing it towards the back of Li Yifeiâs head. Cheng Yunlong was a former street fighter who did not hesitate to throw a punch, and in his raging fury, he used all his might.
"Ah!" Li An cried out in alarm. If Cheng Yunlongâs blow landed, it wouldnât just knock Li Yifei unconscious; it could kill him.
At that moment, Wang Xiaohong and Li Xuehai were genuinely afraid that Cheng Yunlong would smash Li Yifei to death with that blow. Only if Yifei stayed alive could they make Li Xinyue compromise. If he really got smashed to death, that would entirely remove any concerns for Xinyue. Therefore, both of them let out an alarmed cry.
But they were soon staring agape because Cheng Yunlongâs attack seemed right on target, aimed directly at the back of Yifeiâs head. Yet somehow, his footing suddenly slipped, and his strike veered off course, causing him to lose his balance and plunge forward. He tumbled down the steps at the doorway and crashed onto the concrete floor below. The heavy thud of his hundred-and-eighty-to-ninety-pound body made the ground itself seem to quiver, indicating just how hard Cheng Yunlong had fallen.
At that moment, two burly men burst through the door. Both were in their early twenties, wearing tank tops, with tattoos of dragons and tigers on their beefy armsâa sure sign they were up to no good. They rushed over and quickly helped Cheng Yunlong back to his feet.
Cheng Yunlong was dazed and in excruciating pain from the fall, but he was even more furious. Waving his hand, he yelled, "Take that little bastard down, kill him!"
The two newcomers were Cheng Yunlongâs bodyguards. They immediately let go of him, and one pulled out a dagger, lunging at Yifei. They seemed somewhat skilled, and the vicious look in their eyes indicated they were truly ready to strike.
Li An and Wang Xiaohong screamed in fright. Though Wang Xiaohong might not have been the best of women, the sight of knives and the thought of someone being stabbed still terrified her. After all, she had never witnessed a murder before, and as a woman, her instinct was to be frightened.
In contrast, Li Xuehai wasnât scared at all. His eyes gleamed with excitement as he thought this was just the style of a true boss. Just a shout, and his people were willing to kill for him. If Cheng Yunlong became his brother-in-law, Xuehai wondered just how awesome that would be.
The calmest of all, however, was Li Xinyue. Even as two strong men armed with knives charged at her, she remained unafraid. She knew Yifeiâs prowess; such men were no match for him, with or without knives, and posed no threat.
Indeed, against Yifei, they were far too weak. Without moving his left foot, Yifeiâs right foot shot out in a swift kick. With two consecutive strikes, he sent both men flying.
"Scram!" Yifei shouted after kicking them away.
Cheng Yunlong had some insight; seeing Yifei kick his two bodyguards away with just a couple of moves, he realized Yifei was a trained fighter. With only his two bodyguards, staying here would not fare well for him. Glaring fiercely at Yifei, he said, "Alright, no wonder youâre so arrogant, boyâyou know a few moves. But youâll soon learn that in this place, it doesnât matter if you know a few tricksâeven if Jackie Chan or Jet Li showed up, theyâd still have to pour me tea obediently. You better not run away, kid, because Iâll find you. And it wonât just be youâIâll make sure your whole family gets whatâs coming to them."
Before Cheng Yunlong finished speaking, his vision blurred, and then he felt a scorching pain on his face, accompanied by the crisp sound of several slaps.
What Yifei hated the most was someone threatening his family. So he made sure those hard slaps spun Cheng Yunlong around twice before the man sat down hard on the ground. Fortunately, his thick skin saved his teeth from being knocked out.
It took a moment for the two bodyguards to get up and hurry over to shield Cheng Yunlong. They too realized that attacking again would just get them beaten, and protecting their boss was the priority.
"Scram!" Yifei yelled once more.
"You wait and see, kid," Cheng Yunlong tossed back a threatening line as he quickly retreated with his bodyguards, and the Land Rover parked outside sped away.
"Hubby, youâre so handsome!" Upon tiptoeing to plant a kiss on Yifeiâs face, Li Xinyue then clung to his arm. Yifei fighting for her made Xinyue indescribably happy.
"You... what on earth... how could you hit someone? Boss Cheng isnât someone you can just strike," Li An lamented, visibly upset.
Wang Xiaohong, however, scoffed and said, "Iâve always said that young men like him are unreliable. Just because theyâre a bit stronger, they think they can go around hitting people. Well, now youâve done itâhit Boss Cheng himself. Letâs see what youâre going to do when he comes back with reinforcements."
Li An, furious now, turned and shouted at Wang Xiaohong, "This is all your fault, and you still have the nerve to talk!"
Xinyue was taken aback by this display. She couldnât recall ever seeing her father raise his voice at her stepmother before.