School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master

Chapter 42: Chapter 49: I’m Not Finished with You Yet!

Chapter 42 -49: I’m Not Finished with You Yet!

Two minutes later, Chen Nan withdrew his hand, “It’s done.”

The poison within Eastern Yun Fei’s body had been absorbed and refined away by his Inner Strength.

“Then get up quickly, I’ll dress her,” said Su Yixuan.

Chen Nan nodded and got to his feet.

But just as he stood up—

“You you you…”

The Su sisters pointed at him with panic-stricken faces; they repeated “you” for quite some time but could not finish their sentence.

Chen Nan was taken aback, “What’s wrong with me?”

“You you you…”

Su Yixuan pointed at him, her body trembling slightly. After taking a deep breath, she bellowed, “You beast, shameless and indecent!”

Chen Nan was dumbfounded by the verbal assault. Was this woman crazy? Why was she cursing at him without reason?

“You idiot, you have no shame, hmph!”

After glancing at Chen Nan’s lower abdomen, Su Qingqing stamped her foot and turned her head away, huffing angrily.

Having been scolded by Su Qingqing, Chen Nan seemed to understand something. He hurriedly looked down at himself and immediately felt helpless.

The main issue wasn’t that his fly was unzipped, but that he was stimulated, and now his little brother below was charging forward against his pants, already poking out from the opening of the zipper…

“This this this… it’s an instinctual reaction, purely accidental, accidental…”

Chen Nan quickly zipped up and turned around. His heart was filled with embarrassment, shyness, and a lack of a place to hide his face. He felt extremely humiliated and lowly!

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall was somewhat weird, and everyone was exceedingly uncomfortable.

After a while, Su Yixuan finally cleared her throat a few times and broke the silence, “Since the poison has been expelled, why hasn’t she woken up yet?”

“Her body is a bit weak right now; she’ll wake up in an hour or two. You should carry her back to her room to lie down,” Chen Nan said.

“We should carry her?”

Both sisters stared at Chen Nan in unison, “You, a grown man, are idling around here, and you want us to do the hard work, do you feel no shame asking that?”

“This…”

Chen Nan scratched his head, “Then… shall I carry her?”

“You’ve already taken all the advantages, of course you should carry her,” Su Qingqing pouted her lips and said.

Chen Nan had no choice but to carry Eastern Yun Fei back to her room.

After dealing with Eastern Yun Fei’s situation, Su Yixuan remembered the assassin’s dead body lying outside the villa and hurriedly dialed the emergency number.

Ten minutes later, not only did the police arrive, but forensic experts came along as well.

After the autopsy, it was confirmed that the deceased had committed suicide, so the police took the body away. As for Chen Nan and the Su sisters, given they were involved, making a police report was unavoidable.

After all that was finished, it was already past nine in the evening. Chen Nan and the two beauties found a place to have dinner before finally returning home.

As he had overexerted himself while forcing the poison out of Eastern Yun Fei, Chen Nan arrived in his room and, too lazy to shower, took off his clothes and lay on the bed, ready to sleep.

Being quite exhausted, Chen Nan quickly fell into a deep sleep as soon as he lay down.

In his dream, he embraced his junior sister and rode a tall and mighty alpaca, galloping across the vast Gobi desert. But at that moment—

“Bang!”

The bedroom door was slammed open.

“Junior sister, don’t go!”

Chen Nan yelled out, waking startled from his dream. He quickly flipped over and jumped up.

“Eastern Demon Concubine!”

Seeing the person who barged in, Chen Nan frowned, “You’re sick, woman, don’t you know to knock before entering?”

“Handsome boy, I didn’t realize you had such a good figure. Come on, let big sister have a good look,” she said.

Upon hearing this, Chen Nan felt a surge of anger, wondering if this woman was even human.

Subconsciously, Chen Nan stepped back, “You… don’t come any closer, what do you want?”

As soon as he said this, Chen Nan felt utterly humiliated.

Seeing Chen Nan acting a bit guarded, Eastern Yun Fei started laughing proudly, “Actually, big sister just wanted to say thank you. Of course, if you’re willing, I’d be even more interested in seducing you!”

With that, Eastern Yun Fei greedily eyed his body, licking her lips.

Chen Nan: “…”

If it weren’t for his thoughts being on his junior sister, Chen Nan would have pinned her down on the bed and taught her a harsh lesson, to see if she dared to be so arrogant.

“Since you’re so interested in me, then come over and blow for me!”

Chen Ye’s face turned sinister as he beckoned her over with a wave of his hand.

“You little pervert, sister has things to do, I’ll do it for you next time!”

Yun Fei rolled her eyes seductively and giggled, twisting her hips as she turned and left the room.

…

At another location in Ningjiang City, within a grand and majestic villa, the Head of Zhao Family, Zhao Dongshan, was seated on a dragon chair. Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man with a bruised and swollen face, none other than Jiang Si, who had been taught a lesson by Chen Nan on the street earlier.

Staring at Jiang Si in front of him, flames of rage surged in Zhao Dongshan’s eyes, and finally—

“Bang…”

A palm slammed down hard on the table, causing the tea cup on the table to bounce half a foot high, and Zhao Dongshan cursed angrily, “A bunch of useless trash! Eleven of you went to handle the job, and yet a high school student took down eight of you with a few punches and kicks, and the remaining three were scared off. What use are you as my bodyguards?”

Jiang Si shivered all over, not daring to meet Zhao Dongshan’s gaze, and said in a trembling voice, “Boss… please calm down. I’ve already investigated; this Chen Nan… he’s no ordinary person.”

Zhao Dongshan’s brow furrowed; he also felt that something was off.

That morning, his nephew Zhao Ming had called, saying he was beaten up at school and asking for his help to avenge him. When Zhao Dongshan heard this, he was enraged. In Ningjiang City, his Zhao family was one of the four great families, and now someone had the audacity to offend his nephew, which was utterly lawless.

So, Zhao Dongshan called for Jiang Si, instructing him to take people and teach Chen Nan a lesson.

But what Zhao Dongshan did not expect was that Jiang Si not only failed to discipline Chen Nan but also came back beaten and bruised, with three of the bodyguards being scared away—so much so that they hadn’t dared to return yet.

This was a downright humiliation, an enormous disgrace for the Zhao family!

“What’s so special about him?” Zhao Dongshan asked, staring at Jiang Si.

Jiang Si didn’t dare neglect answering and quickly stepped forward, “Boss, do you remember that last night, our men chased Su Yixuan on the street and were all dealt with by a master by her side?”

Zhao Dongshan nodded, “Of course I remember. Is there a connection?”

Seeing Zhao Dongshan’s interest piqued, Jiang Si hurriedly said, “I’ve investigated a bit. That master by Su Yixuan’s side is none other than this ignorant Chen Nan.”

“What!”

Zhao Dongshan’s face was full of shock as he looked at Jiang Si and asked, “Are you sure you’ve investigated clearly?”

“One hundred percent sure!”

A vicious look slowly appeared on Zhao Dongshan’s face. His fists tightened, veins on his forehead bulging, as he spoke with a chilling tone, “He could have taken the path to heaven but he didn’t; there’s no gate to hell, yet he insists on barging in. This time, old and new debts will be settled together. Jiang Si, do you know which faction he’s from?”

“I apologize, boss. I’m incompetent. I have not been able to find out. I only know that he arrived in Ningjiang City a few days ago; his origins are unknown,” Jiang Si replied, bowing.

“It doesn’t matter where he’s from. If he dares to lay a finger on any of mine in Ningjiang City, I’ll make sure he has no place to be buried!” Zhao Dongshan declared somberly, his hand crushing a porcelain tea cup with a “snap,” the shards falling to the floor as he coldly ordered, “You may go and tend to your injuries now.”

“Yes, boss.”

Jiang Si secretly sighed in relief, bowed, and took a few steps back before daring to turn and leave.

“Chen Nan, it seems you’re seeking your own death!”

Muttering to himself, Zhao Dongshan’s hand slowly unclenched, and the crushed tea cup immediately turned into a pile of debris scattered on the floor. He looked toward the door and shouted, “Someone, fetch me the captain of the bodyguards, Lin HaiLong.”

“Yes!”

…

The next day, early in the morning, while Chen Nan was still dreaming about playing chess with Zhou Gong, he was awakened by a series of pounding at the door. Shortly after, Su Qingqing’s voice came from outside—

“Dummy, get up and go to school already.”

Awoken from his sleep, Chen Nan felt quite annoyed, “You go ahead, I’ll come later.”

“But we’re going to be late.”

“I’m not afraid of being late. You go ahead.”

After Chen Nan spoke, he rolled over and continued sleeping, but Su Qingqing was persistent. While knocking on the door, she said in a huff, “Stinky dummy, hurry up and get up. If you don’t get up, who’s going to carry me to school?”

Carry?

Hearing this word, Chen Nan truly wanted to curse “Your granddad!” That damn girl seriously treated him like a slave.

Though he was utterly annoyed by Su Qingqing knocking non-stop, Chen Nan couldn’t sleep anymore and, with no choice, got up from bed.

After breakfast, the two of them left the house together.

No sooner had they stepped out than ten meters, Su Qingqing flung her arms open and jumped onto Chen Nan’s back, saying pitifully, “Dummy, my feet are sore. Carry me.”

Feet sore just after stepping out?

Chen Nan wanted to chide her but found it ludicrous; the excuse was too fake, “Could you be any lazier?”

“Hehe, who told you to be so comfortable to carry!” Su Qingqing swiftly changed from her previous pitiful demeanor, chuckling, “By the way, dummy, you never answered me yesterday. What did Teacher Lan Yu want with you after school?”

Already feeling frustrated, Chen Nan’s headache intensified at the thought of Lan Yuqin. Yesterday, Lan Yuqin had kept him back to copy the school rules, but he had simply skipped out. Once he got to school later, the witch probably wouldn’t let him off…