381: Chapter 370 Men Are Bad 381: Chapter 370 Men Are Bad “Do you think I’m a child in kindergarten?
We’re all adults here, for crying out loud.
Do you think this sort of thing is even possible?” Song Yun scoffed.
“Let’s not even talk about Gulang for now, just your own businesses have already brought you a substantial profit.
Tsk tsk, the Empress of the nightclubs, huh?
Can you even hold up that title without money or power?”
“It’s just a silly name given by the people below.
If you don’t like it, I’ll tell them not to call me that when I get back,” Long Tiantian said flirtatiously, as if everything she did was up to Song Yun.
“Long Tiantian, stop insulting my intelligence.
I came here to hear what exactly you have to say, yet all you’re doing is giving me the runaround.
Do you really think my time is worthless?” Song Yun yelled in frustration.
“Boss, what’s wrong?” A woman opened the car door, sticking her head in to ask.
“It’s nothing.
Since you’ve heard us already, come on in with Xinyue.
We need to discuss this matter together.” Long Tiantian looked at the woman, her gaze filled with unusual affection.
In the rumors outside, the big sister of Lotus, Long Tiantian, was someone who played both sides, especially favoring young boys and girls.
While no one knew if it was true, Song Yun believed the rumors the moment he saw how Long Tiantian looked at this woman.
A pair of twins walked into the car.
Oddly enough, even with Long Tiantian’s side packed, neither of them sat beside Song Yun.
“These are the twins: the elder sister is Xinyue, and the younger sister is Han Yue.
How about that, both pretty adorable, right?” At this moment, Long Tiantian was as proud as if she was showing off her treasured possessions.
Song Yun really didn’t understand how these two women alone could bring Long Tiantian such happiness.
Hell, he had five beauties of various ages living in his villa; shouldn’t he be waking up laughing every morning?
“They both look quite nice but who knows what they look like without makeup?” Song Yun glanced at the two women.
“You…
you should not slander people,” Han Yue pointed at Song Yun and yelled.
“I’m still beautiful without makeup.”
“Han Yue, don’t be rude,” Xinyue scolded her sister.
“Apologize to Mr.
Song right now.”
“I don’t want to!” Han Yue huffed and turned her head.
“I’m sorry, Mr.
Song.
My sister has been spoiled by me,” Xinyue said with an apologetic face.
“What did you want to talk about today, Mr.
Song?”
Damn it, you got me up on this car, and now you’re asking me what I want to talk about?
I’d like to talk about your measurements, will you tell me?
“Hehe, look at Song Yun, such a talented and mannerly young man, a rare good boy not seen in a thousand years.
Why don’t I make a decision and have you go take care of him?” Long Tiantian teased from the side.
“Aiya, Sister Long, I don’t want to be separated from Sister Xinyue,” Han Yue whined, hugging Long Tiantian’s arm.
“How about I marry you off as well then you’ll never be separated from Xinyue,” Long Tiantian said, stroking Han Yue’s little face.
“Look at how tender your face is, anyone would want to pinch it.”
“No, no, I don’t ever want to leave Sister Long, all men are scoundrels,” Han Yue glanced at Song Yun and snorted.
What the hell does that have to do with me?
That’s something your Sister Long said, not something I asked for.
And I don’t want you serving me.
Besides, who doesn’t know you two are Lotus’s spies?
What if one day you overhear something and ruin everything?
“Alright, enough joking.
Sit tight, I’ve got business to discuss,” Long Tiantian patted Han Yue’s head.
“Song Yun, I don’t have any other business here today except to ask what you think about the territory left by Lei Long.”
“What else is there to think about?
A third of it should be mine, the rest you can do whatever you want with it.
I’ve already had an early visit from Gulang this morning and told him everything I wanted to say.
The two-thirds you can divide any way you wish; I definitely won’t interfere,” Song Yun declared bluntly.
“One-third, huh?
You’re not afraid of choking to death,” Han Yue murmured under her breath.
“Your Shura Alliance’s assets are already saturated; you’ll definitely choke if you try to swallow more.”
“Starve the timid, choke the bold; I’d rather choke than starve,” Song Yun retorted shamelessly.
“Besides, who thinks they have too much money?”
“Han Yue has a point.
If you keep on taking without restraint, you’ll be seen in a bad light and also face the displeasure of those smaller organizations,” Xinyue said coolly.
“The Shura Alliance might be rich and powerful, but it’s still considered a newcomer.
The established organizations will look down on you to some degree.”
“Moreover, this time around you’re slicing off a third without a word, those small organizations are bound to make trouble.”
“Who says our Shura Alliance is a newcomer?
We have our predecessors, don’t we?” Song Yun said discontentedly.
“Lei Long, when he was alive, told me that those small organizations are just a bunch of clowns, all bluster and no substance.
They’re likely to provoke someone they shouldn’t mess with one day, and I have no doubt about that.”
“You should know that Gulang would never agree to give us a third of the territory,” Long Tiantian also dropped her frivolous facade.
“I’ve known Gulang for many years, he’s selfish and narrow-minded.
The spoils this time, aside from satisfying your Shura Alliance, will definitely be distributed to serve his own interests, leaving just scraps for us to sip on.”
“Sipping on soup is healthy for the body,” Song Yun lit a cigarette and said.
“Then what?
You don’t dare to demand a share of the meat from Gulang and come looking for trouble with us, the Shura Alliance?”
“It’s not like that, we can both win.”
“How so?
I really have my doubts about Lotus’s current strength.
Though still a major organization, your weakness is quite evident—that you’re lacking in reserves.
Once the blood stops flowing within your ranks, what awaits you might be an even worse fate than Fierce Tiger,” Song Yun said.
“You’re right,” Long Tiantian acknowledged.
“That’s why I need an ally to support me from behind.”
“Give me a reason.”
“My body,” Long Tiantian bit her lip, as if making a huge resolution.
“Heh, you’re not kidding me, are you?” Song Yun was clearly dissatisfied with the answer.
If he wanted a woman, all he had to do was snap his fingers and hundreds of beauties would throw themselves at him.
“You two get out,” Long Tiantian squinted her eyes and said, seeing Han Yue’s displeased expression, she added, “This is all we can do, otherwise, we’ll be left to those filthy men’s bodies; compared to them, I’d rather give myself to Song Yun.”
“Stop with the sisterly love act.
No one who enters this circle is a fool; if they were, they would not have survived this long,” Song Yun spoke irritably.
Once Han Yue and Xinyue exited the car, Long Tiantian took off her jacket and laughed miserably, “I know the outside world speaks ill of my reputation, but I don’t know exactly what they say about me.
Can you tell me?”
“Slut, bitch, whore,” Song Yun didn’t mince his words; he repeated exactly what the outside world said.
“Hehe, that does sound unpleasant,” Long Tiantian said, raising her head, her eyes rimmed with redness.
“I lost my family when I was over a decade old, and at an age that should be as beautiful as flowers, I had to muddle through society.
Luckily, my dad had a sworn brother, and with my uncle’s power, I climbed my way up to where I am now.”
“The outside world calls me cheap, calls me slutty, but really, in their hearts, they can’t wait to pin me to a bed.
Song Yun, I am a virgin; do you believe me?”