"You take Miss Song and the others and go first." Gui Zai Fang wasn't a fool; he knew that the first priority in this situation was ensuring the safety of Song Wenwen and the others, not getting into a fight with the Thailand guy.
However, one of his men's words put him at ease. "What are you afraid of, Brother Fang? Ching Ping Theatre is under our protection. Now, our brothers are already here, aren't they?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen or so gangsters had already surrounded the theater from the alley next to it. With more than twenty people against the four Thailand men, including Nai Khun, no one felt there was any need to worry about Song Wenwen's safety.
"Miss Song, shall I have someone take you to the department store first?" Gui Zai Fang turned to Song Wenwen and asked.
Song Wenwen ignored Gui Zai Fang and kept her eyes fixed on Nai Khun across from her. Only after Gui Zai Fang pressed her for an answer did she impatiently say, "I'm not going anywhere."
In Song Wenwen's eyes, Nai Khun across from her was much more Gui Zai Fang. Nai Khun Gui Zai Fang was of Belarusian descent, with a strong and muscular build, looking like a bear or tiger. Naikun, on the other hand, was dressed in a sharp suit and looked like a big shot, a young master. Most importantly, he was handsome, and his eyes seemed to be able to speak.
"You don't know how to use weapons? Fine, I'll play with you for a bit?" Gui Zai Fang handed the tiger-tooth dagger in his hand to his subordinate, stretched his arms and legs, and said to Nai Khun.
Nai Khun's men all started speaking to Nai Khun in Thailand. Although they didn't understand Thai, Gui Zai Fang guessed that they were just trying to play along with Nai Khun, but Nai Khun kept smiling and refusing.
After taking off his suit jacket, loosening his tie, and rolling up his shirt sleeves, Nai Khun waved to Gui Zai Fang, indicating that it was time to start sparring.
"Skin and flesh, you've only studied boxing for a few days and you're planning to use me as a practice tool?" Just by looking at the other person's two soft, fleshy fists, Gui Zai Fang could tell that the other person hadn't suffered much hardship, unlike himself, whose hands were covered in calluses.
So, half-jokingly, he raised his leg towards Nai Khun, intending to deliver a fancy double kick. The first kick deflected Nai Khun's outstretched fist, and the second kick struck Nai Khun's chest!
But just as Gui Zai Fang carelessly raised his leg, Nai Khun, opposite him, made a gesture of pulling back his fists to protect his head, and also raised his right leg! The Gui Zai Fang legs collided in mid-air!
Chapter 487 Well said
It seems that Chu Xiaoxin is quite favored by Lu Wenhui. At least Lu Wenhui has told Chu Xiaoxin about her tastes and preferences. Otherwise, how could Chu Xiaoxin have dismissed the servants of the Lu Family and stood skillfully in front of Lu Wenhui's wine cabinet, which houses a collection of various rare foreign wines, carefully putting on gloves and selecting the wine for his future father-in-law to drink?
Under Lu Wenhui's guidance, Chu Xiaoxin opened a bottle of Château Pétrus 1946 red wine, picked up the bottle with a focused expression, and slowly poured it into the decanter.
"When did A-Yao return to Hong Kong?" Lu Wenhui sat on the sofa, opened a cherry wood cigar box with a humidifier on the table, took out a cigar, first tossed it to her son-in-law Chu Xiaoxin, then handed one to Song Tianyao, and finally slowly took one out for herself and removed the cap.
As people age, many high-society figures begin to pay attention to health and wellness, adhering to principles such as limiting cigars to no more than three and red wines to no more than one. For these individuals, the daily intake of cigars and red wine decreases, so they can only focus on improving the quality of their consumption.
The cigar is the Romeo and Juliet No. 2 Cigar produced by the James Fox Cigar Club, a Royal Warrant holder, when it moved to London in 1947.
The red wine is from Château Pétrus, produced in 1946, which is said to be the best vintage in the estate's history.
A bottle of red wine and a box of cigars can instantly create an infinite distance between three people in a room.
The price of red wine and cigars may not be high, but even if Song Tianyao and Chu Xiaoxin were offered several times the price, they probably wouldn't have a way to buy them.
Unlike Lu Wenhui, Song Tianyao wasn't playing with a cigar. His face was no longer that of a rogue and arrogant person he had deliberately displayed when he met Yu Shiting. His expression was gentle, his eyes bright and unblinking as he looked back at Lu Wenhui with a hint of reverence.
Upon hearing Lu Wenhui's question, Song Tianyao put down his cigar and sat up slightly.
"Today, I rushed to Macau as soon as I got off the plane, and after returning, I went to see Yu Shiting and Uncle Sheng. I haven't even had a chance to go home to see my Dad, let alone bring you Mr. Lu black tea I brought back from Britain."
Lu Wenhui paused for a moment as she reached for the lighter Chu Xiaoxin handed her. Song Tianyao stood up at just the right moment, took the lighter, lit it, and held the flame out to Lu Wenhui. Lu Wenhui glanced at Song Tianyao, handed him her cigar, smoked it for a couple of seconds, and then lit it. Wisps of pale blue smoke and a rich tobacco aroma filled the air.
Song Tianyao's words just now made Lu Wenhui's slight displeasure towards Song Tianyao dissipate like the smoke from a cigar. He had already said things that she hadn't even had a chance to meet her parents yet, so Lu Wenhui couldn't possibly blame him for not coming to see her.
Actually, Lu Wenhui and Song Tianyao's relationship wasn't that close.
However, Song Tianyao and his son-in-law Chu Xiaoxin were close friends who had supported each other all the way to where they were now, and their relationship could not be easily severed. Moreover, Lu Wenhui was not unwilling to have a thoughtful young man like Song Tianyao become close to her and call her "Uncle".
According to Song Tianyao's original plan, everyone's relationship could have taken a step further. However, Song Tianyao suddenly returned to Hong Kong, went to Macau, and then rushed back, acting like He Xian's lackey and a firefighter. This left the old folks of the Lu Family and Chu Families somewhat bewildered, unable to understand why Song Tianyao would make such a sudden change.
Even if they wanted to help, they should have directly sided with Xu Pingsheng in Hong Kong. There was no reason for them to jump out and become cannon fodder for He Xian, an outsider. Everyone knew what He Xian was thinking. Even if Song Tianyao was in Britain before, he couldn't possibly not have guessed it. But this guy suddenly returned to Hong Kong, went to see He Xian, and then ran around like a clown between the Xu and Yu families. If Lu Wenhui hadn't seen Song Tianyao with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that this reckless guy who shot at the Yu Family was the same young man who swallowed the Lin Family like a snake swallowing an elephant!