Yang Huaijin remained silent. Oriental people were always reserved, hiding pursuit and letting go between the lines, never saying it out loud. There were very few direct expressions like Ryan’s, which momentarily left Yang Huaijin unsure how to refuse.
But…
Why refuse?
As Ryan said, he was still single, and Ryan pursued him warmly. An Alpha pursuing a single Omega, and this Omega wasn’t opposed to it. He remembered what he had said to his teacher Fang Xingping before—I have let go a long time ago.
Yang Huaijin shook his head and smiled bitterly. He knew he was deceiving himself, so he said, “Ryan, I think this matter…” His words were interrupted by a commotion nearby.
In the corner of the restaurant, there was the sound of something being knocked over, and a figure quickly darted out from behind the greenery, followed closely by another man dressed as a bodyguard. Then, several more people chased after them, quickly surrounding and subduing the fleeing individual. Those who apprehended him were well-trained and skilled, to the extent that within just a minute or two, most of the diners hadn’t yet understood what was happening before the commotion was quelled.
Both Yang Huaijin and Ryan were very sensitive to such occurrences and noticed the disturbance immediately. Ryan’s bodyguards swiftly changed their positions, protecting him on either side.
The staff at such upscale hotels were well-trained, and they quickly cleared the scene, politely asking unrelated guests to leave. With the offer of monetary compensation and the threat of local underworld forces, no one was unwilling to comply. It wasn’t until a slightly chubby man who appeared to be the restaurant manager approached Yang Huaijin’s table.
The restaurant manager hesitated as he looked at Ryan’s bodyguards, tall and sturdy Westerners, all Alphas, clearly not the kind of people an ordinary person could afford to hire. However, he also couldn’t afford to provoke the other party who was currently ‘handling the situation,’ so he reluctantly approached to negotiate, asking the guests at this table to leave as soon as possible. After a lot of back and forth, Ryan seemed to have a nonchalant attitude, refusing to budge, and his bodyguards stood firm like iron towers.
Yang Huaijin watched as the number of guests in the restaurant dwindled, but one table caught his eye. The occupants hadn’t moved, and from his vantage point, Yang Huaijin could only see a young boy facing his direction, while the person across from him remained hidden behind the high back of the chair, obscuring their features. Long fingers rested on the armrest, and a strand of slightly curled hair fell across the person’s face as they leaned to speak to someone.
Yang Huaijin called out to the restaurant manager, saying, “Manager Jing, there’s no need to trouble yourself. Let’s save you some compensation costs. We won’t leave today.”
The manager looked over, his face filled with dilemma, then suddenly he exclaimed in delight, “Master Jin, Master Jin!” He hurried over, bowing deeply, nearly moved to tears. He hadn’t seen these Westerners before, but who wouldn’t recognize the young Master Jin from the Qingyan Gang?
“Master Jin, it’s my fault for being too hasty. I didn’t realize who was sitting here. Since you’ve spoken, we’ll obey. I’ll have them all leave right away and won’t delay your business!”
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With the manager’s worries resolved, he rolled away, feeling relieved.
At the nearby table, there was finally some movement. A tall man lazily stretched his legs and stood up. He wore a casual beige outfit, his clothing style casual yet exquisitely detailed. His slightly curled black hair was loosely tied behind his head, giving him the appearance of a charming movie star. As he turned around, he revealed a handsome face, his smile lazy and relaxed—it was Feng Zhi.
“Ryan Anelli, you really are a guy who brings bad luck wherever you go!” his words carried sarcasm, but his narrow smile seemed to greet an old friend. Feng Zhi strode over in their direction. “Daring to carry out an assassination in A City, it’s worthy of being your Anelli’s enemy, I guess you want to know what it’s like to have your bones thwarted.”
“Tsk tsk, are these big guys you keep just useless? Do they only know how to protect their master after your brain’s been pierced?”
Anelli’s bodyguards were very displeased with being accused like this, but Feng Zhi just glanced lightly in their direction, and one by one, they dared not move anymore. Alphas could sense each other’s strength, and it was obvious that Feng Zhi, being a powerful Alpha, was in a different league from them.
Anelli stood up. “Oh, Feng, long time no see.” With that, he gave Feng Zhi a hug.
As they separated, Feng Zhi nodded to Yang Huaijin beside him. “So, Master Jin is here too.”
“Second Master.” Yang Huaijin also stood up.
“Oh, I hope I’m not interrupting anything?” Feng Zhi pretended to take a step back, looking at the two in front of him. “Are you two… on a blind date?”
Yang Huaijin’s expression turned cold. “Dating with the person you’re working with for the first time, does the second master assuming everyone is like you, dating around?”
Feng Zhi wasn’t offended in the least, laughing, “Hahaha, Master Jin gets me! I’ve never been one for principles.” He leaned in closer to Yang Huaijin, lowering his voice. “But I do have some principles. I usually don’t hop into bed on the first meeting, but I’ve recently broken that rule.” He hinted with a smirk.
Yang Huaijin glanced at him sideways. “The second in command should think twice before speaking.”
With a threatening look, but it made Feng Zhi’s spine tingle — how had he never noticed before that Master Jin had such beautiful eyes?
“I won’t joke around with Master Jin.” Feng Zhi turned back, his voice cold. “Bring the person up!”
The person brought up, bound, was a blond European man. Ryan narrowed his eyes. “Andre?”
“I really don’t know what the hell happened…” Ryan said with a tone of regret, his voice icy like a snake’s. “My most loyal subordinate wants to assassinate me?”
No one expected the one caught to be Andre. Andre was Ryan’s subordinate, and his most trusted one.
Feng Zhi himself appeared casual, but as a gang leader, wherever he went, there must be strict surveillance and thorough checks. Today, his men found a suspicious man in the hotel. The man made excuses to dismiss the waiter and was about to tamper with the food, which was intended for Ryan’s table.
Yang Huaijin, seemingly indifferent, glanced at the spot where Feng Zhi had just been. In the spot opposite Feng Zhi, the young man was respectfully escorted away by his men after Feng Zhi approached.
The young man was handsome, with a refined demeanor yet youthful exuberance. When he smiled, his eyes were full of admiration as he conversed with Feng Zhi. Feng Zhi chose this upscale restaurant at this time, and the target was an educated Omega… No wonder Feng Zhi made such jokes; he was here for a blind date, wasn’t he?
“Since Mr. Anelli has matters to attend to, I won’t disturb you,” Yang Huaijin said to Ryan.
“Noah,” Ryan stared at Yang Huaijin, flashing a gentle smile, “You haven’t answered me yet.”
Yang Huaijin paused, remembering the interrupted conversation earlier, when Ryan asked, “Can I pursue you?” and he had intended to reject him.
His gaze flickered towards the table where Feng Zhi had just been, now empty, and he lowered his eyes.
“What’s not to like?” he said, then looked back at Ryan. “You have my number. See you next time.”
Feng Zhi watched Yang Huaijin’s departing figure, squinting slightly. He wasn’t sure what game the two were playing, but judging from their expressions, it wasn’t business-related.
Ryan appeared very pleased and raised his hand at Feng Zhi, “Feng, I know you have many good places. Why don’t we get drunk tonight?”
“Ah, why does it sound so awkward when foreigners use idioms?” Feng Zhi pretended to be disgusted, tapping his ear, then gestured towards the person kneeling on the ground, “Deal with your problem first!”
Ryan chuckled, “A minor issue.”
With that, he walked towards Andre, who was kneeling on the ground, and leaned down to tap the man’s head, as if assessing something. He said, “Andre, there’s only one possibility if you betray me.” Ryan straightened up, pulled out his gun, aiming it at the spot where he had just tapped. He raised an eyebrow at Andre, who met his gaze, and cheerfully said, “My little butterfly, right?”
Andre’s eyes widened in rage, wanting to retort but finding himself at a loss for words. His strong reaction had already confirmed Ryan’s suspicions. He couldn’t believe that Ryan had guessed right about who had been behind his actions. Andre struggled more violently, “No, it’s not—”
But Andre couldn’t say another word. His terrified cries were cut off halfway by the sound of a gunshot.
Ryan calmly holstered his gun, as if nothing had happened.
“The minor issue is resolved. Let’s go, Feng.”
Damn that’s brutal
Badass badass!!!
There’s a major issue here though. I like both of them! Gaaah
WWow that’s brutal
well this is mafia world
thanks for the chapter!
Oh. They’re friends. Love triangle between friends is the most troublesome 😫