My Dongguan Love Story

"Brother Nan, how many people are you taking?"

When Nan Ge's men heard that he was going to arrest someone, they all asked questions.

After all, according to what Xiao Ze and the others said, Chen Dazhuang is very skilled. If they don't bring enough people, they probably won't be able to catch him.

Upon hearing this, Brother Nan pondered for a moment and said, "Take ten people with you."

The man with the buzz cut, kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but look up at Brother Nan: "Brother Nan, aren't ten people a bit too few?"

"few?"

Brother Nan chuckled, pulled a pistol from his waist, and slammed it on the table: "With this, isn't that enough?"

The others' eyes lit up when they saw the pistol on the table.

The man with the buzz cut glanced at the pistol with a somewhat burning look, swallowed hard, and said with a smile:

"Not a little, not a little."

"Hmph." Brother Nan tucked his pistol into his waistband, put his hands on his hips, and laughed, "No matter how skilled this kid is, can he outrun a gun?"

He knew Dazhuang was skilled, but he didn't know how many men it would take to subdue him. He never fought an unprepared battle. With a pistol, who cared about Dazhuang's skills? One shot would be enough to kill him.

A dilapidated bread truck and a motorcycle were gathered at the entrance.

Brother Nan, sitting on the back of the motorcycle, waved his hand toward the bread truck: "Brothers, let's go."

Call ~

Motorcycles sped through the streets, carried by the wind, with bread carts close behind.

An hour later, they arrived at the house rented by Tang Yan's cousin-in-law and her family.

"Brother Nan, this is it."

Xiao Ze bent over and smiled as he spoke to Brother Nan.

"Okay." Brother Nan nodded, his gaze fixed on the door ahead: "Let's go, let's catch them."

Inside the rented room, Tang Yan and her cousin-in-law Li Qing were drinking beer and chatting.

"Tang Yan, how's Dazhuang doing at Dingsheng?"

"Huh? I don't know, it should be alright." Tang Yan shook her head as she drank her wine.

"How come I didn't know? Aren't you two together?" Li Qing grabbed a braised duck tongue and started gnawing on it, looking at Tang Yan with a puzzled expression.

"Yeah, he's in the loading department, and I'm in the workshop. I went to the loading department to look for him at noon but couldn't find him. I asked the people there, but when they heard I was looking for Dazhuang, they ignored me."

"How can the people in your factory's loading department act like this? They ignore us and have no manners at all." Li Qing shook her head.

"Yeah, I went to the loading department after get off work, but I didn't see him. Then I went to the dormitory building, but I still couldn't find him."

"Hey, Dazhuang doesn't have a pager, we can't find one anywhere."

Tang Yan sighed. She had just started dating Da Zhuang, and she was still getting used to him not being around all day. Besides, it was her ovulation period these past two days, and she felt particularly horny at night.

She still misses Dazhuang's strong and powerful arms.

When Li Qing heard that Da Zhuang didn't have a pager, she nodded: "When he comes back, I'll take him to buy a pager so we can keep in touch."

The two were drinking and chatting when the iron gate was suddenly kicked.

Who is it?

Tang Yan was sitting closest to the iron gate. When she turned her head, she saw that the iron gate had been pried open and kicked open, crashing into the wall.

Then they saw Xiao Ze peek in.

"Xiao Ze!"

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Tang Yan's face turned ashen.

She now loathes Xiao Ze and feels disgusted whenever she sees him: "What are you doing here? Get out of here."

"You want me to get lost?" Xiao Ze shouted coldly as he walked in. "Where's Da Zhuang?"

Tang Yan looked displeased when she saw him walk in. Then she saw a few more people walking in, blocking the doorway.

They immediately stopped yelling.

"Where is Chen Dazhuang?" Brother Nan slowly walked in, touching his bald head with his right hand, looking around the room.

"What do you want with Dazhuang?"

Tang Yan and Li Qing stood up and retreated as the other party approached them.

"What for? To get revenge, of course."

Brother Nan looked at them with a wicked grin and slowly approached: "You two women are quite pretty. Which one is Chen Dazhuang's girlfriend?"

Tang Yan and Li Qing looked at Brother Nan with apprehension, slowly backing away, not daring to say a word.

Nan Ge turned to look at Xiao Ze, who, seeing Nan Ge looking at him, quickly pointed at Tang Yan and said:

"Brother Nan, this is Chen Dazhuang's girlfriend."

"Oh? You have good taste. She's good-looking and has a great figure."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Tang Yan. His eyes gleamed, as if he could see right through her clothes.

After looking for a while, seeing that the woman next to her was also quite pretty, she asked in confusion:

"What about this one?"

"This is Tang Yan's best friend."

He didn't know that Li Qing was Da Zhuang's cousin-in-law. But he knew Li Qing when he was dating Tang Yan.

"Oh?"

Nan Ge glanced at Li Qing, but despite her good looks, he didn't seem to care much about her.

After all, what kind of beauties hasn't he been with? Li Qing is pretty, but not quite stunning.

He turned to Tang Yan, pulled a fruit knife from his pocket, and gently tapped it on her head: "Hey pretty girl, where's Chen Dazhuang?"

"I don't know." Tang Yan shook her head. She truly didn't know, and even if she did, she wouldn't dare say. Judging from the other party's background, it was clearly Xiao Ze who had brought this for revenge. She hoped they wouldn't find Da Zhuang and would return empty-handed.

"Don't know?" Brother Nan squinted and slapped him across the face.

Bang~

The blow knocked Tang Yan's head to the side; the force was so great that it almost broke her neck.

A red, swollen handprint immediately appeared on his face.

Blood trickled from the corner of Tang Yan's mouth as she shook her head in pain, saying, "I really don't know."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be faking it, Brother Nan waved his hand and called over one of his underlings.

Search the two rooms and the bathroom.

"Brother Nan, nobody's here."

"Nobody here?"

Brother Nan put away the fruit knife: "Take the man back, write a note and put it on the table, and have Chen Dazhuang come to ransom him."

When Li Qing and Tang Yan heard that the other party wanted to tie them up and take them away, they quickly shouted:

"We won't go with you."

"Help! Help! The gangsters are trying to kidnap us!"

Nan Ge frowned as he heard their shouts: "Tie them up, and gag them too."

"Okay, Brother Nan."

Several henchmen quickly stepped forward, subdued Tang Yan and Li Qing, and tied their hands behind their backs with rope.

Looking around, he found two stockings on the sofa and stuffed them into their mouths.

As they stepped out of their room, people upstairs and downstairs opened their doors and peeked at them. Li Qing and Tang Yan's shouts had clearly alerted them.

But when they saw Brother Nan and his gang holding machetes and looking at them with stern eyes, they all closed the door and hid.

........

Sister Zhao and I tossed and turned in the room all night. We didn't fall asleep until dawn. Around 10 o'clock, Sister Zhao's phone rang, waking us both up.

I glanced at Sister Zhao, who was on the phone, and then at the clock on the wall. Seeing that it was already 10:30, I was so shocked that I quickly got out of bed and put on my pants.

After Sister Zhao hung up the phone, she looked at me with a puzzled expression, noticing my hurried manner.

"What's wrong?"

"Sister Zhao, I'm late for work."

"So what if I'm late?" Sister Zhao asked with a smile.

I glanced at her, and suddenly it dawned on me. Right, why am I in such a hurry?

I just started working these past two days, and I'm afraid of being late and having my pay docked, so I get up early every day. Seeing the time I'm supposed to be late triggers a kind of nervous reflex.

I almost forgot, Dingsheng is Sister Zhao's company. Sister Zhao and I are together right now, so what's there to be afraid of being late?

Besides, I helped Sister Zhao with her "work" for so long last night, so that counts as overtime, right? It's not unusual to be a little late today after working overtime last night.

Sister Zhao and I lingered for a while longer, then we both took a shower and went downstairs.

Inside the restaurant, Zhang Peng yawned as he ate his breakfast.

Zhang Xiaoqian glanced at him sideways, her eyes filled with disgust as she thought of his useless behavior last night.

When she saw me, her face flushed, and she quickly turned away to continue eating her breakfast.

I didn't take it seriously and sat down with Sister Zhao to have a simple breakfast.

Today's breakfast was soy milk and fried dough sticks. The nanny made both fresh, and I must say, she's very skilled; the soy milk and fried dough sticks tasted really good.

As Zhang Xiaoqian watched us eat breakfast, she suddenly remembered her dream from last night, and her blush deepened.

The experience in the dream felt so real, as if it were real.

Thinking about all this, they didn't dare look at us anymore.

Zhao Fengyue glanced at Zhang Peng, and thinking of how unrestrained he had been yesterday, her expression immediately turned somewhat displeased.

Although it was all drunken ramblings, if these weren't what I truly thought, why would I have said them while intoxicated?

Thinking of this, she coughed and looked at Zhang Peng: "Pengzi, don't come here again."

"Huh?" Zhang Peng didn't understand what Sister Zhao meant.

But Zhang Xiaoqian understood. She stubbornly looked at Zhao Fengyue and said, "Why? I'm an adult now, don't worry about me."

Zhao Fengyue wasn't one to lecture, but she couldn't help but advise her daughter: "Xiaoqian, you're not married yet, and men keep coming to your house. What will the neighbors think? How will you ever get married?"

Zhao Fengyue had never disciplined her since childhood, and now that her mother was trying to control her, the girl became very rebellious. When her mother brought up her unmarried status, she retorted:

"And what about you? You bring a random man home, what will people think?"

Upon hearing her words, Zhao Fengyue slammed her right hand on the table in anger.

Bang~

The bowls and chopsticks bounced up from the impact.

"Xiaoqian, what are you saying?"

"What did I say? Isn't this the truth?"

Zhang Xiaoqian glared at her mother, her eyes wide: "You keep doing that all night, disturbing everyone's sleep, and you won't even let people say anything?"

"you!!"

Zhao Fengyue was so angry that she almost couldn't catch her breath.

"What's wrong with me?"

Zhang Xiaoqian straightened her neck and glared at Zhao Fengyue, showing no sign of weakness.

She had never been mistreated by her mother since she was a child. But ever since Chen Dazhuang came, she has been constantly lecturing her.

And then there's Chen Dazhu, who kept shaking the bed all night long. Doesn't he get tired?

Seeing her daughter's rebellious demeanor, Zhao Fengyue sat helplessly in the chair, unable to utter a single word.

Zhang Xiaoqian ignored him, put her chopsticks on the table, and looked at Zhang Peng: "Let's go upstairs."

"Huh?" Zhang Peng hadn't finished eating his fried dough stick when he saw Zhang Xiaoqian turn and go upstairs. He quickly followed her, asking, "What are you doing upstairs?"

"What?" Zhang Xiaoqian gave him a disgruntled look. "What do you think I should do? You delivered takeout last night, and you stopped right at the door. I didn't get a good night's sleep, so you have to make it up to me today."

"Huh? This..."

Zhang Peng looked troubled; he felt very empty inside and didn't want to think about that at all.

Zhao Fengyue was so angry that she felt a tightness in her chest. She covered her chest with her right hand and gasped for a while before she could catch her breath.

I patted her back to help her calm down.

Zhao Fengyue looked at me with tender eyes: "Dazhuang, Xiaoqian has been spoiled since she was a child, and she speaks without thinking. Please don't be angry."

Even though Zhao Fengyue was so angry she was about to faint, she still remembered how I felt. I knew she was referring to the "wild man" Zhang Xiaoqian had mentioned earlier.

I laughed and shook my head, replying, "No, why would I carry it on my person?"

"I'm a grown man, I won't argue with a little girl."

Seeing how considerate I was, Zhao Fengyue breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiaoqian is still young, she'll understand us in the future."

"Um."

I nodded.

"Let's go."

Zhao Fengyue rubbed her temples and stood up.