Chapter 4

"You all fucking move out of the way!"

Chen Mo barged through the crowd to reach Chen Yanxi, using his body to shield her.

"Little sis, what happened? What's going on here?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Chen Yanxi finally looked up. Seeing Chen Mo, she could no longer hold back and crashed into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

Chen Mo felt his heart shatter into a million pieces at that moment.

He gently patted Chen Yanxi's back and asked with concern, "Don't cry, tell your brother what exactly happened here?"

Chen Yanxi did nothing but sob, unable to utter a single word. Wang Dahai came to Chen Mo's side and slowly began, "It's Wan Meirou and her crew. I don't know what got into them, but suddenly they started making trouble for Yan Xi."

Wan Meirou!

Chen Mo gritted his teeth, his fists clenched tightly. He had heard of Wan Meirou, the so-called queen bee of a small clique at school and a rich second generation with a powerful family to boot.

She usually liked to flirt with boys, and even some of his own dorm mates had been involved in scandals with Wan Meirou.

But that was all hearsay. He never imagined that woman would dare to insult his sister!

"Brother, they said you work at a club, is that a false accusation?" Chen Yanxi asked with a trembling voice.

A pang hit Chen Mo's heart. How did Wan Meirou and her gang know about that?

Facing his sister's question, Chen Mo simply said, "Don't listen to their nonsense. Those women are crazy, spreading rumors everywhere!"

In Chen Mo's embrace, Chen Yanxi nodded, "I knew they were framing you."

"They, they also took a video of Yan Xi." Wang Fatty hesitantly added.

"What?!" Chen Mo shot up, unable to contain himself any longer. A fierce, bloodthirsty desire surged within him, urging him to destroy everything!

His sister was his treasure, the most important person to him. He would cradle her in his hands for fear of her falling, and keep her in his mouth for fear of her melting, never daring to let her suffer any harm.

And today she was bullied!

With a steely face, Chen Mo turned to Wang Dahai, "Fatty, I'm entrusting Yan Xi to you for a bit. I'll be back quickly."

With that, Chen Mo made his way through the crowd and left.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the sports field, a girl with golden-dyed hair and semi-transparent black stockings stood surrounded by people, enjoying a video on her phone.

It was the evidence of Chen Yanxi's humiliation, and that girl was Wan Meirou.

Wan Meirou was fairly attractive, and with makeup, she had many boys chasing after her. Her way of dressing and behaving was quite provocative.

But when compared to Chen Yanxi, she couldn't hold a candle to her.

Chen Yanxi looked youthful and vibrant even without makeup, and it was Wan Meirou's jealousy of Chen Yanxi stealing her thunder that had motivated her actions.

A girl in the crowd spoke up with a smile.

"That Chen Yanxi looks pretty sultry, didn't expect her to have a brother who's a gigolo."

"You can't judge a book by its cover. Forget about being Chen Yanxi's brother, for all we know, Chen Yanxi herself might be working at the club as a hostess. Just don't know how much she charges per night. We could refer some people to patronize her services."

"To be a hostess and still play innocent? We've got this video, and we'll upload it to the forum. I refuse to believe that after this incident, those boys will still treat Chen Yanxi like a goddess."

Mocking laughter echoed incessantly, as Wan Meirou crossed her legs in a relaxed posture, puffing away on a cigarette, lost in billows of smoke.

"That Chen Yanxi is nothing but a promiscuous little bitch," she said.

No sooner had Wan Meirou finished her sentence than she saw a man storming towards her furiously.

"Wan Meirou, delete the video of my sister and hand over the phone!"

Chen Mo glared at Wan Meirou, teeth clenched.

Wan Meirou and her group all stood up one after another.

"Oh, look who it is! If it isn't Chen Yanxi's gigolo brother, Chen Mo. What's the matter? Done servicing the old lady?"

Wan Meirou's entourage all started jeering rudely without the slightest restraint.

"You look pretty cute, but I never expected you'd do something like this. How is it, gigolo? Enjoying the work? Or is business scarce? Need us to throw some business your way?"

Chen Mo tried to appear somewhat calm, but each word he managed to say came out through gritted teeth.

"I'm telling you one last time, take out the phone and delete the video!"

Wan Meirou let out a mocking scoff, "And what if I say I won't delete it?"

"Won't delete it? I don't want to hit a woman!" Chen Mo's chest heaved violently, his patience stretched to its limit. Had it not been for the dignity of a man that kept him from losing control, he would have already erupted like a wild beast.

Wan Meirou sneered disdainfully, "You don't want to hit a woman, Chen Mo? Who gave you the guts to talk to me like that? You want the video deleted? Fine, kneel before me right now, wag your tail and beg for my mercy. I may just feel good enough to actually delete it."

As Wan Meirou spoke, she slid off her black pantyhose, revealing her pale and delicate feet, then sat down on a nearby step, stretching her foot out towards Chen Mo.

The bright morning sun shone on Wan Meirou's feet, making each of her toes seem to glow with a white radiance.

"Chen Mo, you want the video deleted? Lick my feet, and if you do it well enough to my satisfaction, I might really delete that video."

"You're going too damn far!"

Chen Mo could hold back no longer, and a slap landed squarely on Wan Meirou's face.

A slap resounded, like the sharp crackle of bamboo exploding.

Stunned by the blow, Wan Meirou gazed at Chen Mo with incredulity plastered over her face.

The expressions on the faces of those around her completely froze as well.

They couldn't believe their eyes. Did they just see Chen Mo hit Wan Meirou?

Wan Meirou, clutching her face, began to scream loudly, "You, you actually dare hit me! You dare to hit me? I want you dead, I want you to die a hideous death!"

The women all surged towards Chen Mo, but given the inherent strength disparity between men and women—a natural advantage—Chen Mo could no longer care about not hitting women.

If he couldn't even protect his sister, what kind of man was he?

The only reason he licked Sister Li's feet and acted like a dog in front of her was out of desperation to make a living, because he needed the money to support himself and Yan Xi.

But Wan Meirou was not his sugar mama, so he had no need to grovel.

As the commotion escalated, more and more students gathered around the playground.

They saw Chen Mo kicking down a woman, and when another woman tried to grab Chen Mo's clothes, he countered with a punch, leaving her with a swollen face and nose bleeding profusely!