Chapter 135 Before the Tiger, Behind the Wolf

Su Yang gently patted Duan Wanjun, "Second Sister, look, everyone hopes you will step forward. How about I make a concession and we consummate our marriage tonight?"

"Get out, get out, you're making a concession? I'm afraid you're already bursting with joy."

Duan Wanjun rolled her eyes and continued eating.

The group chatted and ate, and time passed by.

Duan Xiaosi's cooking was excellent, and everyone ate a lot, drinking several jars of wine.

Except for Duan Wanjun, the other five sisters, tipsy, returned to their rooms to rest.

The night was deep and silent.

In the spacious dining hall, only two people remained.

Duan Wanjun put down her chopsticks, "Didn't we say we'd play a song together? Can you do it after drinking so much?"

"How can a man say no?"

Su Yang's face was slightly flushed, and he pulled Duan Wanjun towards the backyard.

The two sat down and played a zither together.

Smelling the faint fragrance, Su Yang found it pleasant and moved closer.

Duan Wanjun's fingers played, "Do you think this new song needs any revisions?"

Su Yang savored it, "Try changing the seventh and eighteenth notes to the third string."

Duan Wanjun was half-believing, and played it again, finding it much better.

The melody was continuous, rising and falling, full of spirit.

Duan Wanjun frowned, as Su Yang's hands were becoming restless again.

"Little Brother Yang, don't mess around, Sister is playing the zither~"

"You play yours, I'll play mine."

Su Yang rubbed and caressed, and Duan Wanjun was helpless.

"Little Brother Yang, I can't play seriously like this."

"Second Sister, there's no rush with the music. The moon is alluring tonight, why don't we go to that small grove?"

The backyard was planted with various large trees, and it was dim beneath them.

Duan Wanjun was a little scared, "Forget it, it's a bit scary at night, let's stay here."

Su Yang embraced Duan Wanjun, untied her hair, and her long hair swayed elegantly in the wind.

Duan Wanjun's breathing quickened, but she still hadn't considered crossing the family rules.

"Little Brother Yang, you sit still first, I'll help you."

Duan Wanjun leaned down, and Su Yang held her head down.

"Wuwuwu... What are you doing?"

Duan Wanjun rubbed her throat, almost choking and spitting.

"Second Sister, you can't blame me for this. Who told you to be so reluctant to give it to me?"

"Stop the nonsense, hurry up and finish so we can continue practicing the zither..."

Duan Wanjun grabbed his hand, and he became slightly more settled.

...

The moonlight was bright, and a gentle breeze brushed their faces.

Duan Wanjun's neck was sore, but Su Yang showed no signs of yielding.

"You're too much of a handful, who would dare marry you in the future?"

"Second Sister, I only want you to be my wife, so you have to get used to it in advance."

"Pah! Sister won't marry you!"

Duan Wanjun touched her aching lips and only felt better after drinking several cups of tea.

"Second Sister, how about I stay outside and don't come in?"

Su Yang asked tentatively. Duan Wanjun rubbed her sore hands in helplessness.

"Alright, just a little, no greed."

Duan Wanjun pushed away the ancient zither and rested her chin in her hands.

Su Yang steadied the table and moved slowly, "Second Sister, you are too good to me."

"Uh-huh, stop being glib, finish quickly, or it will be dawn."

Duan Wanjun frowned, but thankfully her sisters were all asleep.

Apart from the flickering lanterns, Duan Family Villa was very quiet.

Duan Wanjun put down her hands, grabbed the ancient zither and a brush, and made a few strokes on the paper.

"Hoo..."

Su Yang exhaled a turbid breath. It had been an hour, and the alcohol had dissipated.

However, he was still refreshed and not sleepy at all.

"Second Sister, it's cool outside, why don't we go inside to rest for a moment?"

"I'm exhausted, how are you still so energetic?"

Duan Wanjun rubbed her head, she was completely helpless against Su Yang.

Duan Wanjun rolled up her black plain clothes and walked back to her room, her body swaying slightly.

"Second Sister, your furniture is nice, shall we test its quality?"

Su Yang pulled Duan Wanjun to sit down. The chair, made of a hundred-year-old phoenix tree, could not withstand the weight of over a hundred pounds.

"Creak, creak..."

The lamp in the room flickered like a bean, swaying with the wind as if it would extinguish at any moment.

"Little Brother Yang, I really can't take it anymore, hurry home..."

Duan Wanjun's face was burning, and she was utterly exhausted from the whole night.

"Second Sister, it's too late, I don't dare to go home. What if someone robs me on the way?"

"Tch, it's already good that you're not robbing others, who would dare to find you."

The two chatted and laughed, and it was unknowingly past midnight.

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the tiles, refracting into the room.

Su Yang woke up and found his pillow person gone, only warmth and a lingering fragrance remained.

Hearing the sound of the zither and birdsong in the courtyard, he assumed Duan Wanjun had woken up early to practice.

Su Yang did not disturb her, but picked up his car keys and drove home.

As soon as he left Duan Family Villa, he saw another car chasing him from behind.

"Truly a persistent nuisance!"

Su Yang skillfully adjusted the seat and gear, and floored the accelerator to speed up.

However, about three hundred meters ahead, several pickup trucks were driving against traffic.

People in the trucks had long guns mounted, and their bodies were covered in shiny bullets.

"Bang bang bang!"

Those people began to shoot wildly at Su Yang's car. The surrounding cars exploded one after another, the powerful explosions deafening.

"What's going on?"

These people were clearly prepared, waiting for him since early morning.

Could it be that someone from Duan Family Villa betrayed him?

Su Yang had no time to think, as one of the tires of his Lamborghini was deflating.

With tigers in front and wolves behind, and dense traffic blocking the way in between.

Su Yang quickly got out of the car and hid among the traffic.

From the cars in front and behind, a large group of people disembarked, each holding a gun tightly.

"All units, be careful. The target is skilled, do not be careless!"

"Yes!"

The leader gave an instruction and led his men to search car by car.

Su Yang quietly bypassed several cars and launched a surprise attack from behind. After taking down one person, he picked up a gun.

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, several people fell into a pool of blood.

The leader reacted and pointed in Su Yang's direction, "He's behind the yellow car, concentrate your fire and kill him!"

Su Yang dared not be careless, after all, he only had one life. He retreated while shooting at the enemies.

On the highway, dozens of cars were forced to stop, and countless people were tragically killed under the hail of bullets.

Survivors screamed and fled, and the scene was filled with wails.

"The target hasn't moved, surround him!"

With a command from the leader, his subordinates from all directions surrounded the yellow car.

Su Yang crouched on the ground, his gun empty.

Just as he hesitated whether to charge forward and fight, he heard reinforcements arriving.

It was Lu Qi, along with Lu Yi who had just woken up. They led a group of retired soldiers to charge forward.

"Lu Yi, take the boss and leave, we'll cover the rear!"

Lu Qi led his men to shoot at the enemies, and Su Yang walked over to take a gun.

"Lu Qi, capture a few alive. I want to see who they are."

Su Yang personally led the counterattack. Seeing the unfavorable situation, the leader ordered a retreat.

"Pang pang pang!"

Su Yang fired several shots, hitting the leader's legs.

"Speak, who sent you?"