Chapter 93.1 â You owe me money
Shen Anxin, who was entangled, attracted many people who stopped to watch, but no one went up to help him. The bystanders were just watching the hustle and bustle.
On the one hand, things were developing fast, but on another, it was that man who took the lead, declared that Shen Anxin was his lover.
Although the scar between Shen Anxinâs brow was very light, if he were to stand together with Zhao Jinge, everyone could immediately point out he was a ger.
A ger and man bickering and pulling in the street . . .
Since it was the business of the young couple, people naturally wouldnât bother about it, and just watched the fun from the side.
Shen Anxinâs place was next to a restaurant, and from the second floor window of the restaurant, a young man was looking at the commotion below. Watching this scene and hearing Shen Anxinâs cry, his eyes flashed a glimmer of joy.
Next to the man stood a fat middle-aged man who had wanted to buy Jiang Zhenâs goods and slandered Shen Anxin after Jiang Zhen disagreed. It was the shopkeeper of Wanlong Merchant Firm.
âYoung Master, isnât this not appropriate?â Shopkeeper Zhu asked, he knew that the master of the family always wanted the young master to marry Shen Anxin and take control of all the wealth of the Shen family.
And now his young master was doing this . . .
This would damage Shen Anxinâs reputation, but it wasnât good for the young master either!
âWhatâs wrong with that? I donât want to marry him!â Feng Chenglin, the young owner of Wanlong Merchant Firm said.
He never liked Shen Anxin. He agreed to marry Shen Anxin because the Shen family was rich and had only a single child. If he were to marry Shen Anxin, the money of the Shen family would be his. But Shen Anxin had been insensitive and had rejected him several times, making him so angry; he no longer wanted to marry Shen Anxin at all.
Since he no longer intended to marry him, he would just destroy Shen Anxin.
Shen Anxin was a ger, so no suitable family was willing to marry their daughter to him. Now when he was found out to have a relationship with a man on the street, it was even more impossible for him to marry a daughter from a good family. If his affairs were publicized, there would certainly be fewer and fewer people willing to do business with him.
After the Shen family business collapse, they would still be able to swallow up the Shen family little by little.
Feng Chenglin waited for the next development of this farce when he found that the direction of the travesty had suddenly changed.
What hadnât Jiang Zhen seen in the modern times? The man who suddenly came out to pull at Shen Anxin, he knew from just a glance he had nothing to do with Shen Anxin. On the contrary, his purpose was very clearâit was to destroy Shen Anxinâs reputation.
This Shen Anxin, although he wanted to think of himself as a man, was still a ger at heart. He didnât have any strength to argue with this scene and cried as soon his clothes were torn.
âYou bitch . . .â The man grabbed Shen Anxin clothes and was about to follow the advice of the man who gave him money to do it when he was suddenly seized from his collar.
âMr. Zhang, Iâve finally found you! When will you pay back the money you owe me?â As soon as Jiang Zhen grabbed the man, he asked viciously.
When he spoke, he deliberately took on the accent of the capital. No matter where the people were, they would always have more confidence in what a local would say.
âWho are you?â The punk, who was named âMr. Zhangâ by Jiang Zhen, reached out to push Jiang Zhen away.
âYou son of a bitch, you still want to do it?â Jiang Zhen said. Before he finished, he directly slapped this man in the face. âYou still think owning money is not bad?â
Jiang Zhenâs slap was so heavy that the manâs mouth started bleeding. The con man could no longer care about finding trouble for Shen Anxin. If he let go of Shen Anxin, he could fight with Jiang Zhen. âDo you know who I am?â
âOf course, I know who you are, Mr. Zhang. You still owe me money!â Jiang Zhen saw that he had let go of Shen Anxin so that he could no longer drag Shen Anxin into the fight or tear off Shen Anxinâs clothes. Instead of grabbing him, Jiang Zhen gave him a push and kicked him again. âYou dare to owe me money. You really donât want to live!â
The âMr. Zhangâ was suddenly beaten up by Jiang Zhen, and he was powerless to fight back. He was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but just like when he was pestering Shen Anxin just then, everyone was just watching the commotion. At that moment, people around him were still just watching.
âWho are you? What do you want to doââ âMr. Zhangâ asked.
And before he could finish, Zhen punched him in the mouth, making him swallow the second half of his words. At the same time, Jiang Zhen grabbed his belt and began to strip his clothes off.
This man just went to pull at Shen Anxinâs clothes, which was executed in a deliberately covert fashion. But Jiang Zhen was different. Jiang Zhen started to strip the clothes off the other man straightforwardly, not covering it up at all.
âWhat do you want!â the man exclaimed, clutching at his clothes, showing the same frightened expression as a little girl teased by a bully.
People around him sympathized with him while others tried to dissuade Jiang Zhen from his act. But by that time, Jiang Zhen had already removed his clothes.
âMr. Zhang, donât think that I donât recognize you just because youâre wearing different clothes. So I have taken them off!â Jiang Zhen said coldly while throwing the apparel he had taken off to the ground.
The people around thought it was so bad of Jiang Zhen to take off this personâs clothes right on the street and even wanted to stop him. Had it been a hot day today when everyone would wear less clothes, then wouldnât the man be naked? What an eyesore!
But after Jiang Zhen really stripped the person of his clothes, the crowd immediately ran out of things to say.
This person who had been stripped of his outerwear by Jiang Zhen was actually wearing a neat set of clothes underneath.
The coat that Jiang Zhen had stripped off was shiny and made of good material, but the clothes underneath were coarser and was not as good a material as Jiang Zhen was wearing.
This man originally looked like a rich gentleman, but when you looked at him now, he was clearly a scoundrel.
âWhere did you steal these clothes? Pretending to be rich again to cheat people?â Jiang Zhen gave the person another slap.
He just grabbed this personâs collar when he found that this personâs clothes were a little thick, and he knew that this person was probably wearing another set of clothes inside and wore this set to pester Shen Anxin. Then after stripping him of his clothes . . . it was as expected.
âThis manâs clothes seem to have been stolen!â
âWhat was he trying to do? Blackmail?â
âItâs really hateful if you donât pay back the money you owe!â
The people around him now recognized that this man was a liar and sympathized with Jiang Zhen.
As for Shen Anxin . . . looking at Shen Anxinâs appearance of a rich young master and then taking a look at the bloodied face of the man lying on the ground, they also began to sympathize with Shen Anxin. How unlucky he was!
A middle-aged woman even said, âYoung man, are you all right?â
âYes, young man, are you all right?â Another person next to him asked.
âThis man is really hateful. I donât know where he got this clothes and he still came out to blackmail people.â
âYes, itâs a good thing someone found out!â