Nightmare Assault

Nan Jing’s gaze never left the man for the whole night. Eventually, the club closed, and she appeared to have woken up from a dream. Everyone had something to drink, so their families sent drivers to fetch them. Nuan Nuan, Shi Jia, and Xizhen bid them farewell and quickly left. Actually, Xizhen still wanted to stay, but she could sense the death glare of Shi Jia and Nuan Nuan.

“Mr. Jiang,” Nan Jing wasn’t in a hurry to leave. The driver, with the white gloves, stood obediently beside her, “It’s late. Let… the driver send you home.”

“Okay.” Jiang Cheng didn’t reject her. “But please wait a moment. I need to greet a few friends of mine first.”

“We’ll wait for you.”

Jiang Cheng nodded and left.

Nan Jing didn’t look away even after he disappeared around the corner. The driver hid his emotions well, but he was still confused.

It was about 3 am, so there were few guests left in the bar. Jiang Cheng walked past the waiters and pushed open an inconspicuous door in the corner. The room was covered in smoke. A balding man sat in a comfy chair. A cigarette dangled from his lips. The copper tin before him was already overflowing with cigarette butts. A few empty cans of Red Bull were left on the table. There was also a roll of tissue paper.

It was clear that the man didn’t care about his appearance. The buttons of his shirt even went into the wrong hole.

“Brother Jiang,” The man changed when he saw Jiang Cheng. He sat up to make himself look more formal.

“Hmm.” Jiang Cheng sat down naturally. Clearly, he was familiar with this place. The man didn’t waste time. He made a call. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. “Come in.” The man shouted.

A waiter walked in respectfully. “Director Gong, we’ve checked Brother Jiang’s table. The paper rose is 2900 each, and the alcohol…” Suddenly, he paused. He looked at Jiang Cheng probingly as if waiting for something.

“Brother Jiang,” Director Gong smiled widely and said, “Should we follow the deal from last time?”

“I’ll have the usual. I’m in a hurry.”

“Of course. Of course.” The man was so happy that his eyes disappeared from his smile. He nodded quickly and ordered the waiter to prepare everything. He was familiar with Jiang Cheng’s habits. He didn’t like cards and preferred cash.

Director Gong was actually similar to Pi Wan. He relied on his wife to build this bar. Even though he was the boss, the bar's finances were all in the hands of his wife.

Soon, the waiter returned with stacks of new bills in his hands. Jiang Cheng directly used the cash-counting machine in the room to check everything. Then, he shoved the money into his coat and left.

After saying goodbye to Jiang Cheng, Nan Jing, who sat in the back of the car alone, lowered her head. She carried a bouquet of paper roses. The paper quality cut her hands slightly… just like how real roses would. However, Nan Jing didn’t mind. She touched the paper petals as the face of that man crowded her mind.

“Mr. Jiang…” She mumbled to herself.

“Hehehe. 86, 87, 88… 90.” Jiang Cheng knelt on the steps that led to his office. He counted the bills many times. Then, he grinned and emitted a horrible crackle. He stopped himself when he realised how loud he was being. Then, he shoved the money into different parts of his clothes before sauntering into the office.

When the rich ladies came to find him the next morning, he was still a bit drunk.

Fatty watched as Jiang Cheng rudely exposed them. The way the four girls had turned out was closely related to the four women before them. They sacrificed their daughters’ happiness to achieve their own supposed standards.

“Doctor Jiang,” A rather large woman finally couldn’t help herself anymore. Her face was red from being lectured and mocked by a man who was younger than them and who had no social standing for so long. “First, we appreciate your help with our children, but we don’t think you’re better than we are in terms of educating kids. First, you have no children of your own.

“What I want to tell you is, even though our methods are harsher than normal, they will thank us in the future. They will eventually understand our pain and reasoning. We are the ones helping them get a headstart at the starting line. Society is cruel. Only harsh education can ensure that they can achieve victory in the fights in the future.”

As she proffered her philosophy, Jiang Cheng merely sipped his coffee silently. When she was done, he put the cup down. “Do you know why your daughter likes girls?”

The woman was startled. She frowned, “Why?”

“Because men are often brutish and not gentle,” Jiang Cheng sighed and looked up, “Just like you.”

“You…”

The conversation ended in a not-so-peaceful atmosphere. It was clear that the four women approved of Jiang Cheng’s ability, but they couldn’t accept the way he spoke. This was especially true with Xizhen’s mother, whose face was green. However, they were helpless. Their daughters refused to see the doctors they found before. Only the man before them was the exception.

After the ladies left, Fatty leaned over and hesitated before saying, “Doctor, I feel like you should adjust the way you speak,” He pressed his lips, “After all, they are your clients, and they are here through Brother Pi Wan’s introduction…” Suddenly, he clammed up because the Doctor had turned to look at him.

“Are you trying to teach me how to do my job?” Jiang Cheng said. It was not a question but a statement.

Fatty quickly raised his hands in surrender. “No, Doctor.”

As Fatty shook in his boots, the sudden phone ring saved him. Jiang Cheng sat up and walked to the office table to answer the call.

“Doctor Jiang,” Once the call was connected, Pi Wan’s recognisable voice came through, “We’ve found the person you asked me to locate!”