Chapter 7: Encounter with the Young Man in the White Shirt

Chapter 7: Encounter with the Young Man in the White Shirt

Sister Bai was furious, and her string of words came out like a machine gun without a single pause.

“Last time, you were the one who said nursing was too exhausting and that you didn’t want to graduate only to earn a low salary of two or three thousand yuan. That’s why I kindly introduced you to a rich second-generation heir. The rich heir you stood up yesterday got angry and was in a terrible mood. He called me in the middle of the night and chewed me out, that’s why I’m so upset.” Sister Bai paid no attention to Pei Ye’s cold attitude and continued persuading her in a tone that sounded as though she had Xiao Hong’s best interests at heart. “Alright, it’s all in the past now. It doesn’t matter if you don’t like him. I still have several good candidates here. Why don’t you come out and take a look?”

Pei Ye held the phone and was speechless.

Who exactly had given Xiao Hong the illusion that a rich second-generation heir would be friends with a street boss like Sister Bai?

If such a good opportunity really existed, Sister Bai would have swallowed it herself and married into a wealthy family. Why would she kindly introduce it to Xiao Hong, an orphan from the countryside with only a vocational college diploma?

Pei Ye wore an obedient expression.

“Mm, thank you, Sister Bai. I know Sister Bai treats me the best.”

Sister Bai laughed.

“At least you still have a conscience. You must come tonight. The rich second-generation heir you stood up yesterday will be there too. Remember to give him a proper apology.”

Pei Ye’s expression remained indifferent, but killing intent appeared in her eyes.

Judging by Sister Bai’s usual style, she clearly had not given up and still wanted to arrange another group encounter.

Perfect, she could deal with them all at once.

Since they had fallen into her hands, they could consider it bad luck for not checking the almanac before leaving home.

Even if Xiao Hong had been foolish, that was not a reason for outsiders to exploit her and drive her to death.

“Mm, alright. Where are we meeting, Sister Bai?”

Having completed her task, Sister Bai’s voice became noticeably lighter.

“The usual time and the usual place. See you there.”

As soon as she hung up, the joy vanished completely from Sister Bai’s face, and she dialed another number.

“Young Master Du, that dead girl is fine. Just as you instructed, I’ve arranged to meet her again tonight. This time she definitely won’t get away. Don’t worry, everything will be arranged properly for you.”

A flattering smile hung on Sister Bai’s face as she nodded and bowed repeatedly toward the phone. Her attitude was completely different from the arrogance she had displayed toward Pei Ye moments ago.

When Young Master Du heard that Xiao Hong was still alive, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The best outcome was that nobody had died.

He liked having fun, but he had never intended for anyone to lose their life. It should have been a simple transaction, money paid and goods received, yet that young girl had somehow turned it into something resembling coercion.

But she had already taken the money and then pulled a stunt like that. Naturally, Young Master Du was unhappy and would not give up until he got what he wanted.

A delinquent girl who hung around with Sister Bai was pretending to be some chaste and unyielding heroine?

Thus, Young Master Du invited several of his close friends out for another night of fun.

Young Master Du was the son of a local building materials company owner.

His father was a nouveau riche businessman with no real background.

The phrase Father Du loved repeating most was, “What’s the use of studying? What’s the use of a degree? University graduates still end up working for me.”

Reality proved that such a philosophy was deeply flawed.

No matter how fast a father earned money, he could never outpace a useless spendthrift son burning through it!

The father of this rich second-generation heir had only completed the first year of primary school. Influenced by his family environment, the son learned none of the good habits and mastered all the bad ones without instruction.

While still a teenager, he had followed his peers into bars, drinking, smoking, racing sports cars, and chasing women.

Because he was young, he and his group of dubious friends played hard, and the atmosphere in their circle was extremely chaotic.

Sharing women among themselves was nothing new.

Sister Bai had accidentally established a connection with this rich second-generation circle. Every university girl she recommended was attractive, and after they were done having fun, there was rarely any need to worry about consequences.

Xiao Hong could score a seven out of ten even without makeup. Her temperament was simple and clean, her personality innocent and easy to deceive, and her figure slim and well-proportioned.

To these rich young men who were accustomed to extravagant feasts, she felt refreshingly different, like plain porridge and simple side dishes after too much rich food.

Everything had originally been arranged, but during the transaction Xiao Hong suddenly acted like a fiercely chaste woman and even pulled a stunt by jumping from a building.

“Tonight I’ll teach you how to behave.”

As he spoke, Young Master Du called several of his other friends, only to receive terrible news.

“What did you say?”

Young Master Du’s expression darkened.

“Third Brother died in a car accident?”

One of his friends replied, “The surveillance footage was checked. The police said Third Brother was driving while fooling around with a minor celebrity he was keeping. He suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the celebrity accidentally bit his thing. The pain caused him to crash into a passing lorry. Tsk, the sports car flipped completely over. His brains ended up splattered all over the road...”

Young Master Du was speechless.

Letting a young model perform oral sex while driving?

Wasn’t that basically dancing on the edge between heaven and death until he finally got himself killed?

“What about that minor celebrity?”

His friend replied, “She was lucky enough not to die. When they pulled her out of the car, she still had half of his thing in her mouth.”

Just imagining the scene made Young Master Du nauseous.

“Do you have to be that graphic?”

His friend laughed.

“The whole circle is talking about it. We originally planned to visit the hospital, but now it feels too embarrassing.”

Young Master Du thought the same.

The friends in their circle certainly knew how to have fun, but there was not much genuine friendship involved.

The minor celebrity was basically a background member from some washed-up girl group. With such a massive scandal breaking out, entertainment reporters would surely swarm over it like sharks smelling blood.

Third Brother had died in such a humiliating way that none of them wanted to show their faces and risk being photographed by the media.

“What a buzzkill. Tonight there’s a university girl. Are you coming or not?”

“Of course. Let’s get rid of this bad luck.”

Among the close friends in this circle, each had his own preferences.

Third Brother, who had died in the accident, loved playing with young women from the entertainment industry.

Though they were called celebrities, most were virtually unknown beauties from the eighty-first tier of fame.

Young Master Du was different.

He only liked university students, especially innocent girls who had just entered university.

Fresh out of the national university entrance examinations, these young women were filled with curiosity about society.

For the first time, they could control substantial amounts of money rather than just their small living allowances and breakfast funds.

When consumer desires went unchecked, the consequences were often disastrous.

Parents generally did not provide excessive living expenses. If students lacked self-discipline and spent recklessly, even becoming broke every month could be considered relatively restrained.

Young Master Du had already played with several university girls who had been tricked by Sister Bai into taking out nude loans and then found themselves unable to repay them.

When borrowing money, they feared nothing.

When repayment came due, they were completely dumbfounded.

These university girls were clean, easy to deceive, and cheap. He did not even have to worry much about catching diseases from them.

They were far more cost-effective than the women at certain high-end clubs.

Young Master Du’s calculations rattled away in his mind.

As Pei Ye returned to the dormitory, she happened to pass the intersection.

She glanced toward the site of the traffic accident and discovered that all traces of the wreckage had already been cleared away.

“Hm?”

Her eyebrows rose slightly.

She noticed a young man in a white shirt standing across the road.

The reason she noticed him was not because of his appearance, but because of his spirit.

If an ordinary person’s mental power was one, then this young man was one hundred.

His aura was upright and peaceful, giving off a feeling remarkably similar to the people from the Federation’s medical logistics corps.

The young man in the white shirt had his eyes tightly shut. Fine bangs hung across his forehead, and his right hand formed a strange gesture.

Realizing someone was watching him, he could not help opening his eyes and looking back.

One look was all it took to shock him.

The young man blurted out:

“Hey! Where did this monster come from?!”

Pei Ye: “???”

Did this guy think she could not hear him insulting her just because a wide road separated them?

In Pei Ye’s eyes, the young man looked like this:

A white shirt, blue jeans, slightly messy bangs, and well-proportioned features.

In the young man’s eyes, Pei Ye looked like this:

A pitch-black mass, surrounded by baleful energy so thick it was nearly solidified!

Even from far away, he could sense the giant word “ominous” written all over her.

After confirming it with a single glance, he realized she was someone he could not defeat.