Chapter 106: The Wind Has Come 1

“I… I…”

Ji Yuennian clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white, his face dark and stormy as if water could drip from it.

The terrifying pressure in the air almost made it freeze.

Calm down?

How was he supposed to stay calm?

His little brother had just been beaten into the hospital!

If the attacker had been sent in instead, Ji Yuennian would have accepted it—just let the law take its course, tit for tat.

But now…

The attacker was released without charges?

The assailant roamed free while the victim lay in a hospital bed.

Why?

Just because he’s a minor?

Damn the Minor Protection Law!

If there’s no justice, then he’ll make his own.

“Bang!” Another teacup was thrown harshly out the door, shattering into pieces.

“Go get my steel pipe.”

Ji Yuennian’s face was ashen as he took several deep breaths to steady himself.

“This isn’t over! If he gets me sent to the station, I swear, my little brother will never…”

Suddenly, his words stopped abruptly.

His little brother noticed Ji Yuennian standing still with a slight frown.

A flicker flashed in his eyes, and his iron-blue, gloomy face relaxed instantly, as if it had changed in a blink.

“You go out first. I need to be alone.”

Waving off his little brother, Ji Yuennian sat down, fingers lightly tapping the table.

The crisp sounds echoed one after another, and the teenager slowly relaxed his furrowed brows.

A faint, elusive smile curved at the corner of his lips.

He had thought of a better plan.

Library, second floor.

“Looking for me?”

At the seat by the window, Jiang Chi glanced at the wind-blown almost brother-in-law standing before him, speaking politely.

“Help me out.”

Ji Yuennian didn’t beat around the bush and got straight to the point, detailing everything that had happened recently.

“I know your brain’s always been sharper than mine. Help me figure out a way to get Long Qiang and the others sent away.”

At the end, he added, “I owe you a favor afterward.”

A gentleman’s grievances are different; one can make good use of external things.

Ji Yuennian wasn’t exactly a thinker—fists were his way.

He could handle giving Long Qiang and Long Yi a beating, sure, but that wouldn’t settle his anger.

He wanted something better—like having those two pests locked up, sent to the station, sent to jail.

Ideally, their cellmate would be gay!

So…

His dark eyes looked at the blue-eyed youth by the window, sunlight shining on his pale, clean, and handsome face.

Jiang Chi, show me your world-shaking wisdom.

I know you can do it!

“No.”

Unexpectedly, the boy refused flatly and neatly.

“No?”

Ji Yuennian’s eyes widened.

“Yeah.”

Jiang Chi nodded calmly, his voice cold and indifferent.

“They’re minors and accessories. There’s no direct evidence of them personally harming anyone. The law can’t touch them.”

Though he said it plainly, a few extremely sneaky ideas flashed through Jiang Chi’s mind—ideas that usually hurt others but would also hurt himself badly, so he discarded them.

“Really no ideas?”

Ji Yuennian frowned, unsure if Jiang Chi truly had none or was just brushing him off.

After all, aside from the “Ji Qingchan” connection, they were just ordinary classmates—not even friends.

Suddenly, his eyes caught the book on the table— Perfect Boyfriend Training Manual .

Ji Yuennian’s brow lifted.

Jiang Chi was about to shake his head again when a pale hand landed on his shoulder.

Then, Ji Yuennian’s mischievous face quickly leaned in.

“I heard you’ve been trying to get a girlfriend lately. How’s that going? Need me to teach you how to pick up girls? You should know books and practice are very different…”

Jiang Chi remained unmoved.

Matters of love were best handled personally, and for a strategist, his mother and Aunt Huang—the two “seasoned veterans”—provided enough experience.

However, the next words Ji Yuennian said made the young man’s steady heartbeat skip several beats.

Ji Yuennian slowly raised three fingers, his expression ambiguous and playful.

“Three words: I can make the person you like personally beat ** for you.”

…

Crimson Moment.

Outside Wanqing Yongxing School, a seemingly inconspicuous hotel stood by the bustling street.

Yet, from time to time, couples entered the hotel—some with flirtatious expressions, some shy, some clutching their clothes nervously.

Pairs, trios, male-female, male-male, female-female.

Even the hotel owner sighed, marveling at youth’s boundless possibilities.

In one of the hourly rooms, a small room filled with a slightly intimate atmosphere, crimson lights cast on the walls painted a sensuous scene.

Jiang Chi sat quietly on the bed, scenes from the past three months flashing through his mind repeatedly.

These short three months had become a turning point in his life.

Not only had his germophobia improved, but he had found a girl he liked and become a normal person.

The desires buried for seventeen years had recently ignited into a blazing fire that stirred his soul.

Delicate and tender wrists, smooth and fragrant hands, slender, pale fingers…

Indulging desire was a sin, but…

The memory of his first “intimate” encounter flashed in his mind, causing him to swallow hard as his heart pounded wildly.

“Once you’ve tasted the marrow”—that was Jiang Chi’s truest feeling now.

If the first time meeting Ji Qingchan was met with caution, then now…

Imagine if Ji Qingchan threw herself into his arms again—he felt he wouldn’t refuse.

Not only would he not refuse, but he would also “cherish” his little girlfriend, little Qingchan, in action.

More than that, he’d record the entire process, edit it, and occasionally enjoy it during their future married life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chi picked up his phone and looked at the three messages.

The first: “I thought of you.”

The second: “Let’s go out and have some fun.”

The third: “Let’s play those little games couples do. By the way, I like your hands~ evil grin JPG.”

Rationally, Jiang Chi knew no girl would be coaxed out by these three messages.

Yet emotionally, he wanted Ji Qingchan to come out.

He liked Qingchan.

He liked Qingchan’s hands.

He liked the exquisite experience Qingchan’s hands brought him.

Besides, there was no cost to trying.

If it worked, he could then help Ji Yuennian with his problem.

If it failed, then it was all over.

After all, Ji Yuennian and he were just ordinary classmates.

As for the almost brother-in-law, Jiang Chi’s eyes darkened.

At Mu Shushu’s hospital, the paternity test results hadn’t come back yet, so the exact situation remained uncertain.

Just then, the door was lightly knocked.

Jiang Chi’s heart jumped wildly.

He took a deep breath and got up to open it.

The door slowly opened, and Ji Qingchan stepped in.

Her face carried a trace of hesitation and shyness, with a complex emotion flickering in her eyes.

But soon, that complicated emotion was replaced by a carefree smile.

Ji Qingchan threw herself into Jiang Chi’s arms and giggled, “Jiang Senior~ you really know your stuff~ you even understand the secret language couples use ~~”

“Hehe~ sit down quickly ~~”

“Today, let Jiang Senior with the hand fetish taste my flavor ~~”