362: Chapter 351: The Little Woman as a Virtuous Wife and Good Mother 362: Chapter 351: The Little Woman as a Virtuous Wife and Good Mother After that commotion, Song Yun and his friends lost the mood to drink, so they simply cleared the alcohol and replaced it with tea, chatting while smoking cigarettes.
“I really didn’t expect us to go from an obscure little group to people who can stand up to Wild Wolf.
Damn, if you had told me this before, I wouldn’t have even dared to dream of it,” Wang Hu said with a smile, holding a cup of tea.
“Ha ha, these are just trivial matters.
I think even Gulang can’t keep his composure anymore.
After they have their big fight, it’ll be our turn to go to war,” Song Yun said, puffing on his cigarette.
“But a large-scale conflict is unlikely, especially since the crackdown has been strict lately, and we’re in the provincial capital.
We can’t be as reckless as before.”
“That’s true, but how do you plan to handle Long Tiantian from Lotus’s side?
That woman is no ordinary person,” Zhao Yan whispered.
“She also came to show support today, right in the room next to ours.”
“Heh, what can I say about this woman?
There’s always something inscrutable about her.
She’s either a venomous snake or an old fox, and I don’t want to see either,” Song Yun said, sipping his tea.
“Logically, since she’s come to support us, she should have stopped by our private room.
Besides seeing her at the entrance, did you see her inside today?”
“You mean,” Zhao Yan said, surprised and widening his eyes, “there’s someone else in her room?”
“Of course, someone who can hold her in check.
Besides Gulang, I don’t think there’s anyone else.
Damn, I can’t even have a peaceful rest at the opening of a new store,” Song Yun sneezed and suggested, “Since they’ve both waited so long, it would be too impolite not to visit.
Come with me for a look.”
Song Yun and Zhao Yan left the private room, but since the girls were worried about Song Yun, they elected Li Yueyue as an accompanying record-keeper, following behind Song Yun to make sure he didn’t wander off to flirt.
“Look, Yueyue, we’re heading into the dragon’s den and tiger’s lair.
You better not follow us,” Song Yun said, touching the tip of his nose.
In case trouble suddenly broke out, Li Yueyue wouldn’t even have a chance to run.
“No problem, I’ll follow wherever you go, or else I won’t be able to explain myself when we get back,” Li Yueyue said, tugging at the hem of Song Yun’s clothes.
“Don’t even think of ditching me to go flirting.
Sister Qingluan said that if you go chasing skirts again, she’ll take scissors and snip.”
Suddenly, Song Yun felt a tightening between his legs and sighed as he pushed the door open, “I apologize for my late arrival; I was dealing with some matters.”
“It’s okay, as long as you came,” Gulang said, holding a wineglass.
“Your nightclub serves decent wine, at least it’s genuine red wine.”
“What’s genuine or not, as long as it’s enjoyable, that’s good enough,” Song Yun laughed and sat down on the sofa.
“What brings Brother Gulang to my place today?”
“I heard your nightclub had its opening, so I came to show some support,” Gulang said with a smile, setting down his glass.
“I must say, your club is much classier than certain other people’s places.”
“Ah, Brother Gulang, are you always this sarcastic when you speak?
My place may not have class, but making money is enough,” Long Tiantian retorted sarcastically from the side.
“Unlike Brother Gulang, dealing with a defenseless woman with such a heavy hand.
Don’t you believe in being a gentleman?”
“You’re no Xiangyu; you’re a venomous snake,” Gulang said with disdainful laughter.
“Long Tiantian, don’t try to play tricks in front of me with what little you have left; you’re not qualified.”
“Then, Brother Gulang, tell me who is qualified.
It seems to me that everyone in Sunan who can talk to you is already before you, except for Lei Long, wherever that deadbeat is right now,” Long Tiantian glanced at him.
“I’ve heard that others from different places want to get involved too.
I wonder who called for reinforcements.”
“Why bother with so much, just take care of what you’re holding,” Gulang snorted coldly.
“These small organizations are getting bolder.
This afternoon, they even dared to unite and threaten me, as if I, Gulang, were a naive child?”
“Those small organizations are minor problems; Brother Gulang could make them disappear with a wave of his hand,” Song Yun said as he poured himself another glass of red wine.
“Perhaps Brother Gulang should pay more attention to what he needs to – to avoid any surprises.”
“We three had a mutual understanding back then, to constrain each other and not to expand here, but I never thought that you, you little rascal, would take the lead,” Long Tiantian said, pointing at her lips with a seductive look at Song Yun.
“Sister Long, since that’s the case, how about mixing a stake in my club?
The name ‘Empress’ sure does ring loudly.”
“Song Yun, you are really generous, making me quite delighted,” Long Tiantian cooed, inching her seat closer toward Song Yun.
Before she could get any closer, someone suddenly stepped in between – the woman that Song Yun had brought with him.
“Oh my, it turns out you brought a lady friend.
Forgive me for not noticing,” Long Tiantian feigned ignorance.
This was clearly nonsense.
When Song Yun entered, two people followed him, Li Yueyue and Zhao Yan.
If she hadn’t noticed them, she might as well have died hundreds of times over.
“Brother-in-law, don’t drink so much.
You’ll have a headache when you get home tonight,” Li Yueyue, playing the perfect little wife and mother, snatched the wine glass from Song Yun’s hand and placed it on the table.
“You haven’t eaten much tonight, and there are wife cakes here.
Come on, let me feed you.”
Li Yueyue was youthful-looking with a bombshell figure, a combination that spelled trouble anywhere she went.
Plus, being an expert at acting cute and coquettish, she was leagues above Long Tiantian.
At this point, Long Tiantian could only clench her fist tightly in frustration.
She could not compete with Li Yueyue’s looks or figure, and even the two women she brought could not compare to this siren that Song Yun found.
Having been to Song Yun’s house, Gulang was aware of Li Yueyue and others.
Seeing Li Yueyue put Long Tiantian in her place today brought an inexplicable urge to laugh within him.
The room fell silent after Li Yueyue’s interruption.
Song Yun looked at Long Tiantian and Gulang, heaved a sigh, and wondered, what exactly was the relationship between these two?
On the surface, they bickered, but beneath, they seemed to share an unspoken understanding.