Who Let Big Sister Spoil You

Chapter 38: Who says big sister won't dote on you?

Facing Liu Dang's arrogant threat, the young man holding his wrist showed no change in expression.

Su Bai didn't even spare Liu Dang a second glance. He merely tilted his head slightly, looking at Angel Yan beside him, his tone as casual as asking, "What should we eat today?"

"If I kill him, will it cause trouble for you, Azhui, and Sister Qilin?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a block of ice dropped into hot oil, silencing the entire restaurant instantly.

Liu Dang himself froze.

...Kill him?

Was this kid crazy? Did he know what he was saying? Wasn't he afraid of his brother, or the police?!

But then, he sneered again—acting, keep acting. This brat was definitely just trying to scare him with empty threats, putting on a show.

"Scare me? With someone like you, who hasn't even grown his—"

"It's fine."

A smiling, even slightly lazy female voice gently interrupted Liu Dang's outburst.

Angel Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, a faint smile curving her lips.

To Liu Dang, however, that smile inexplicably carried a chilling coldness, like a demon's whisper.

"Although your Sister Qilin might get a slight headache... but,"

Her tone was light, even carrying a hint of indulgence, "Who says big sister won't dote on you? I'll just handle this little matter cleanly for you."

These words struck like thunder, making everyone present's scalp tingle.

In broad daylight, with everyone watching—they were discussing "killing" and "cleaning up the mess" as if no one else was there?!

Rui Mengmeng, standing nearby, was completely stunned, her eyes wide, her mind a mess.

Wait... didn't I accidentally knock over my tray at the beginning and was apologizing?

How did the topic jump to "should we kill him" in just a few sentences?!

This time, Liu Dang was truly starting to panic.

"You... what do you want to do?!"

Su Bai didn't answer.

He merely tightened his grip on Liu Dang's wrist—

An irresistible force yanked Liu Dang forward stumbling. Before he could regain his balance, his vision blurred.

A crisp, loud slap landed squarely on his face.

Liu Dang didn't even have time to cry out in pain before he was lifted off the ground, spinning three or four times in the air before crashing heavily onto the floor like a sack of rags.

Face down, motionless, he had already passed out.

The entire restaurant was silent, save for the sound of gasps echoing one after another.

He, he actually did it...

And he slapped him so hard he flew up and spun in the air?!

Was this something a human could even do?

Rui Mengmeng's lips trembled slightly. She wanted to say something, but due to extreme shock, fear, and confusion, she couldn't make a sound.

Angel Yan saw her distress, walked closer, and whispered softly in her ear to comfort her:

"Don't be afraid. Big sister is also a holder of a Diary Instance, and this is the owner of the diary, Su Bai."

"Besides," her voice was gentle, carrying a reassuring strength, "Big sister is an Angel. That person isn't dead, he just fainted."

Hearing the word "Angel" and learning that the other party was not in mortal danger, Rui Mengmeng's tense nerves finally relaxed.

She quickly turned to Su Bai, Yan, and Azhui, bowed deeply, her voice still trembling slightly:

"Th-thank you."

Su Bai shook his head, his tone calm but revealing undisguised disgust:

"No need to thank me. It's just that the disgusting aura emanating from him made me very uncomfortable."

At this moment, the restaurant owner, rubbing his hands together with a fawning smile, approached them.

"Heh, hehe... Young man, you see, our shop is small and runs on a tight budget, this floor..."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the ground.

Where Liu Dang had smashed down, several tiles were already cracked.

"Alright, five hundred. That should be enough for you to get a new one."

Azhui, standing nearby, spoke calmly and took out five red banknotes from her pocket, handing them over directly.

The owner took the money with a sheepish smile, muttering incessantly, "Oh my, you're so generous, so very generous..."

After receiving the money, he turned back to the still stunned Rui Mengmeng, his expression becoming somewhat complicated. He sighed before speaking, "Young lady, I know your family is in hardship, and I've always thought you were sensible and diligent... a good child."

He paused, lowering his voice with a hint of helplessness:

"But you touched Liu Dang today... You've heard about his brother, Liu Chuang, right? My shop is small and insignificant, I really can't afford to have them cause trouble here..."

As he spoke, he pulled a small envelope from his pocket and, along with the five hundred yuan from earlier, stuffed it into Rui Mengmeng's hand.

"This is your salary for this month. The extra... consider it a token of my appreciation. You should... find another job as soon as possible."

Rui Mengmeng's eyes reddened, tears welling up but held back from falling.

She didn't blame the boss, nor did she blame Su Bai and the others. She simply bowed deeply to the boss, her voice trembling slightly:

"Thank you, boss... Thank you for taking care of me this past month."

The boss waved his hand, his tone filled with reluctance:

"What are you talking about, taking care of you... You're such a diligent child, I haven't been able to help much..."

Before he could finish, a rough roar suddenly came from outside the door:

"Who?! Who doesn't have eyes dares to touch my brother?!"

Everyone turned to look at the entrance simultaneously--

Liu Chuang, leading a large group of subordinates, barged in menacingly.

It turned out that as soon as Su Bai grabbed Liu Dang's wrist, a subordinate who had come with Liu Dang noticed something was wrong and had secretly slipped out to report it.

Liu Chuang strode into the restaurant, his gaze sweeping across the room like a blade.

The boss trembled all over, terrified that this menace would smash the shop if he wasn't pleased--Liu Chuang had powerful backing. If he really caused a scene, his life's savings might be lost.

Liu Chuang surveyed the scene and then saw his own brother lying face down on the ground, motionless.

Liu Chuang's pupils contracted sharply.

He ignored everything else, rushed over, and knelt beside Liu Dang, his trembling hand reaching for his brother's neck.

He felt a faint pulse, then another, under his fingertips.

Still alive.

His tense shoulders suddenly relaxed, but then, a fiercer rage "boomed" upwards.

Liu Chuang slowly raised his head, his eyes like burning coals, staring intently at the subordinate who had called him over:

"Who did it?"

The subordinate flinched under his gaze, trembling as he raised his hand and pointed at Su Bai, who was standing not far away:

"B-big brother... i-it was him..."

Liu Chuang followed the trembling finger.

At the end of his line of sight was the young man's face, calm to the point of indifference.

No panic, no provocation, not even a ripple of emotion.

As if all of this happening before him had nothing to do with him.

This complete disregard was more stinging than any mockery.

The violent fire in Liu Chuang's chest could no longer be suppressed.

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