324: Chapter 313: The Proposal 324: Chapter 313: The Proposal Wang Deyue felt a chill in his heart when he saw Song Yun’s attitude; it seemed that the young man was not about to let his brother-in-law off the hook so easily.
“You two must have some kind of misunderstanding, right?
I’ve pretty much gotten to the bottom of today’s incident, and most of the fault lies with my brother-in-law here.
Please be magnanimous and let this kid off the hook,” Wang Deyue said with a compensatory smile.
“Actually, I have no interest whatsoever in meddling with your actions or this incident.
Everyone has their hardships, and your salaries are so low; how can you make ends meet?
Right?” Song Yun spoke with a slightly more relaxed expression.
“That’s true, that’s true.
We have our own difficulties too,” Wang Deyue said, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with a smile.
“But what’s wrong is you enforcing the law on my turf.
I didn’t provoke or trouble you, and right off the bat you demand such a high sum of money.
Who are you trying to scare?
I only rebutted a couple of times, and you wanted to find someone to rough me up.
Your temper is really something,” Song Yun remarked calmly as he sipped his tea.
“I have a bad habit, you see.
Anyone who tries to fix me, I’ll fix them in return.
We’re both smart people; you should understand what I mean.”
“So, what do you want to do?” Wang Deyue asked with a frown.
If the conditions weren’t too harsh, he could agree to them.
After all, it was his brother-in-law who had provoked the matter, and one couldn’t just stand by and do nothing.
“Just a few slaps to your own face will do.
People don’t learn unless they feel the pain.
Let your men remember that not everyone can be provoked.”
“Isn’t that going a bit too far?
We are all just out here trying to earn a living; there’s no need for face-slapping,” Wang Deyue said with a change in his expression.
This wasn’t just a slap to his brother-in-law’s face; it was a direct hit to his own dignity.
If he couldn’t even protect his brother-in-law, who would be willing to work under him in the future?
“Now you’re concerned about face?
Where was this concern when my brother-in-law was pointing and swearing at me?” Song Yun looked at Wang Deyue with cold eyes.
“You are a high-level official in the system, and I am a civilian.
Since ancient times, civilians do not fight with officials.
If you are not going to handle this matter, then please leave.”
“This…” Wang Deyue’s mood was very complicated at the moment.
The young man before him backed by Wang Dong could have considerable influence, especially after that statement, which seemed to push Wang Deyue to the edge of a cliff.
If he didn’t follow through with what Song Yun wanted, the young man would likely use underhanded tactics behind his back.
But if he did as Song Yun said, his wife would surely blame him for not protecting her brother.
“Brother-in-law, it’s my fault today.
I’m willing to slap my own face as a lesson,” the man spoke up before Wang Deyue had a chance to, standing up on his own.
Losing face was not a big deal as long as his brother-in-law held his position; then he could still get away with things in the future.
“That’s a real man,” Song Yun said with a thumbs-up and a smile.
“After you’ve slapped yourself, you go your sunny path, and I’ll walk my log bridge; let’s not interfere with each other.”
“Fine,” the man said through gritted teeth, and then slapped himself on his face.
“What, didn’t you have dinner?” Song Yun was displeased.
If you’re going to take on the consequence, don’t play-act.
Make it a genuine slap.
What difference is there between that slap and a playful scuffle between sweethearts?
“Slap!”
This slap was a real one, immediately causing the man’s face to redden and swell a bit.
Song Yun hadn’t specified how many slaps to give before making his conditions, so the man had to keep slapping while inwardly praying for Song Yun to quickly tell him to stop.
Song Yun watched with interest; the man had really put some muscle into this time.
Every slap was loud, and his face now resembled a pig’s head.
“Song Yun, let’s just leave this matter be,” Wu Xin said, unable to watch any longer and interjecting.
“Alright, alright, since the real boss has pleaded on your behalf, I’ll let you off the hook,” Song Yun said as he lit a cigarette.
“What about the promise you made earlier?” the man asked, now with a swollen face and speaking indistinctly.
“I said once this matter is over, it’s over for good.
I’m not the kind of person to scheme behind people’s backs,” Song Yun said with a smile.
“Director Wang, you might as well take your man to the hospital now; they might still be able to patch him up before closing time.”
“Uh…” Wang Deyue’s expression darkened as he bid Song Yun farewell and took his brother-in-law out of the hotpot restaurant.
After the matter was settled, Song Yun stood up, stretched, and mentioned, “It’s getting late; we should head back too.”
“Okay, take it slow when you guys go back,” Wu Xin said with a smile.
“Come by and visit when you’re free.”
“Sure,” Song Yun smiled and left.
After dropping Susan off at her apartment entrance, Susan hesitated before asking him, “Want to come up for a bit?”
Song Yun lit a cigarette and waved his hand, replying, “Not today, I’ll come by some other time.
It’s late; you should go up and get some rest.”
“Tch, I’m not that kind of loose person.
When I offer you a drink, it’s just a drink.
Really, it’s like a dog biting Lv Dongbin — no appreciation for kindness,” Susan muttered, watching the taillights of Song Yun’s car as she stomped back inside.
Song Yun arrived home and saw the girls huddled together, chattering animatedly about something.
He tiptoed behind them, intending to give them a scare.
“Ah!” Song Yun’s loud shout was met with a barrage of pillows and a water cup thrown his way.
Luckily the water cup was durable; otherwise, the floor would have been a mess.
“What are you doing?
You scared us to death,” Li Shishi said, patting her chest in a reproachful tone.
“What are you all secretly plotting here?
Don’t tell me you’re planning to rob a bank?” Song Yun asked with a smirk.
“You shouldn’t get involved in that kind of thing, it’s illegal, and…”
“What are you talking about?
A dog’s mouth can’t spit out ivory,” Qingluan glared at Song Yun.
“Let Yueyue tell you about this matter; we can’t make it clear.”
Song Yun turned to Li Yueyue, who locked eyes with him for a moment before looking away.
“Someone came to our family with a marriage proposal today.”
“Our family?
Who dares to propose to our family?
I’ll break his dog legs,” Song Yun said indignantly.
He hadn’t thought that so much could happen in a single day he was away.
“Whose ‘our family’?
I’m talking about the Li Family,” Li Yueyue said irritably.
“This Bai Family came out of nowhere and went to the Li Family today to propose.”
“That sounds like good news.
The Li Family has another ally,” Song Yun said nonchalantly.
As long as it wasn’t digging at his own corner, it was fine.
But noticing the angry expressions on the faces of the women, he suddenly realized something was amiss.
“This marriage proposal isn’t for you, is it?”