My sister-in-law from Qingdao

To an outsider, the scene at that moment was indeed quite tragic.

My head was wrapped in gauze, with some bright red blood seeping through it. My cheeks were bruised and purple, and I was holding two broken pieces of a wine bottle in my hand.

Zhao Yun, who was lying crookedly next to me, was in an even worse state than me, covered in blood.

On the other side were four fierce-looking men, three of them carrying iron bars and one carrying a long knife.

We remained in this standoff.

The people who were originally eating were so frightened that they stood up and hid to the side, whispering among themselves, and some even secretly called the police.

"You want to die? Believe me or not, I'll chop you in half with one stroke."

The man with the long knife looked at me with an evil and cold gaze.

"Alright, let's die together. Either you kill me, or I'll stab you all to death. I'll make my money if I stab one, and I'll make a profit if I stab two. Come on."

The effects of two bottles of beer, combined with the pent-up frustration of the past few days, caused me to completely explode.

The man with the long knife paused for a moment, glanced back at his four henchmen, and shouted, "Whoever stops us, we'll kill them!"

After saying that, he brandished his long sword and led the three men to rush towards me.

But in that very instant...

A shout came from over there.

"Big brother, we're here, don't be afraid."

I quickly turned to look at the other side, where more than a dozen people were running past.

These dozen or so men were all carrying weapons, including wooden sticks, knives, and iron bars. In short, they were menacing and well-prepared.

Seeing this, the man with the long sword turned and shouted to his three brothers:

"Run! Zhao Yun's reinforcements are here!"

The four men dashed towards a black Land Rover and fled in a sorry state.

The group of people ran over and helped Zhao Yun up.

"Big brother, how are you?"

"Brother, we'll take you to the hospital right away."

Zhao Yun was supported by these men and slowly walked towards the cars in front.

I stood there holding two broken wine bottles, as if I were a lost traveler in this world.

Zhao Yun was put into the carriage, which then sped away.

I tossed the broken bottle aside and was hesitating whether to stay there when a few people came over and surrounded me.

It was the same person who had just rescued Zhao Yun.

"Young man, my elder brother wants to see you. He's the one who was with you just now."

"I... I know your elder brother Zhao Yun."

"That would be even better, let's go."

Several people grabbed me and, regardless of whether I wanted to or not, forced me into the car.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Zhao Yun was wheeled into the emergency room, and it wasn't until more than half an hour later that I saw him in his ward.

Zhao Yun was wounded in two places and received a total of twenty-six stitches.

"Young man, you're something else. If it weren't for you today, I'd probably be dead."

This guy is a real man; even though he had twenty-six stitches, he still had a smile on his face.

"It was by chance. Since we've run into each other, we might as well lend a hand. But it's lucky your little brother arrived early, otherwise, we might both be dead."

"Anyway, you did a great job. I'll treat you to drinks after I'm discharged from the hospital in a couple of days."

After chatting for a while, he asked his younger brother to take me back to the dormitory building of Linglong Silk Co., Ltd.

Lying on that small bed, my mind was in complete disarray.

I didn't go to work the next day, and Lin Moli came to see me.

When she saw that I had injured my head, her eyes welled up with tears of heartache.

Nevertheless, the two of us still made love on that small bed.

She gave me a week of paid leave.

During this week, I wanted to visit my sister-in-law, but I refrained from doing so. Lin Moli came to see me whenever she had time.

Most of the time, I sit alone on the bed, lost in thought.

So much has happened these past few days that I feel like my entire worldview has changed.

I don't understand why Sun Wenbin doesn't pay back the money he owes my brother and is so arrogant.

What's the point of making a lot of money if I just stay here as a salesperson?

I have to get my cousin's 260,000 yuan back no matter what.

Just when I was struggling with my dilemma, I received a call from Zhao Yun.

"Brother, where are you?"

Zhao Yun's voice, unlike its usual cold tone, became gentle and warm.

"I'm at work."

Send me the address, I'll come pick you up now.

"Brother Zhao, I...I'm at work."

Actually, I wasn't at work, but I still lied to myself.

"What's wrong with working? Can't I see you while I'm at work? I have something important to tell you, send me your address."

Zhao Yun spoke in a completely commanding tone.

I had no choice but to send him the address, and twenty minutes later he asked me to come downstairs.

To my surprise, Zhao Yun personally drove a Maybach to pick me up.

As soon as I got on the bus, he handed me a piece of paper.

I picked it up and took a look. It was an IOU for five million yuan. My cousin had his signature, fingerprint, and even a copy of his ID card on it.

"Brother Zhao, what's going on?"

"This is the receipt for the money your cousin borrowed from me. I'm returning it to you today, and we're even now."

"Oh no, this won't do, this...this won't do, it absolutely won't do."

I hurriedly returned the IOU to Zhao Yun. This was no small sum; how could it be settled so easily?

Zhao Yun tore the IOU to shreds right in front of me, then opened the window and threw it out.

"Tell your sister-in-law later that she doesn't need to pay back the five million."

"This...this isn't quite right, is it?" I was surprised by Zhao Yun's decisiveness; I never imagined he would do something like this.

"There's nothing wrong with it. My life is worth more than five million. You saved me, so you're my brother now. What's the point of talking about feelings between brothers?"

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he stepped on the gas and drove me into the city.

Finally, we arrived at Shuiyunjian KTV.

I met him and his brothers in a luxurious private room.

He opened a bottle of Romanée-Conti first.

He poured me a glass of wine, handed it to me, and then turned to everyone and said:

"Brothers, look closely, this is my little brother, my own brother. His surname is Chen, and his name is Chen Dong."

From now on, anyone who runs into him on the street has to give me face.

If someone doesn't give me face, they shouldn't say I don't give them face.