My Dragon King Friend, a Crooked Smile is Alluring

"Do you need something?"

Jiang Linyuan didn't even stand up; he just sat there, asking in a flat, indifferent tone.

Seeing his attitude, the cleaning lady knew he wasn't a pushover.

But the woman understood human nature well; if she got into a dispute with a tough girl like Yu Songsong, she would definitely be the one to suffer.

However, if she had a conflict with a tough guy, the other party would surely be the one to lose out.

She was a woman, and middle-aged at that, which gave her an inherent advantage.

"Young man, do me a favor. I have some things to attend to, could you help me sweep the floor?"

The woman's tone became slightly more polite.

"Old lady, then do me a favor. I'm short on cash, could you transfer some money to me?"

Jiang Linyuan replied without the slightest bit of courtesy.

The woman couldn't keep her composure, and her tone turned nasty:

"What's wrong with a volunteer helping an auntie out with some work? Are you that precious? Can't even get you to move a finger."

"Is this how your mother raised you? No upbringing!"

Old hag, you think you can do whatever you want just because you have high magic resistance and rely on your age?

Looking at the woman who was acting entitled because of her age, Jiang Linyuan chuckled and said calmly:

"My mother is still alive and well, but it looks like yours is already gone."

Hearing this, the woman flew into a rage, pushing him while shouting:

"You little bas..."

Before she could finish, a crisp "slap" rang out, followed immediately by a phrase in the Shanghai dialect dripping with intense disdain:

"Cena nong ge cela, can't you just get lost?"

Su Muzhi sneered, having slapped the woman directly across the face, leaving her stunned.

After delivering the slap, she turned to look at Jiang Linyuan and smiled:

"These kinds of old things are truly disgusting; I don't even want to hear another word out of her."

Jiang Linyuan was also a bit stunned.

WTF, Muzhi, you're so brave!

Brothers for life, always in my heart!

I'm moved to tears.

"Help! Someone's hitting people! Come look! Someone's hitting people here!"

After being slapped, the woman quickly reacted, tilted her body, lay down on the ground, and started wailing at the top of her lungs.

Su Muzhi remained extremely calm, a smile on her face.

Jiang Linyuan pondered for a moment, then put on a troubled expression:

"Auntie, don't try to scam us. Your face hit the floor on its own; don't blame others."

Hearing this, Su Muzhi giggled and whispered:

"You're so dark-hearted, turning the tables like that."

Jiang Linyuan put on a righteous look and declared loudly:

"Do we know each other? I am just a simple volunteer. Seeing an old lady trying to pull a scam, my inner sense of justice wouldn't allow me to stand by, so I spoke up for you."

"Don't try to get chummy with me!"

The woman on the ground was so angry she felt like vomiting blood.

Screw your justice! Aren't you two just in on this together!

After Jiang Linyuan finished speaking, he glanced at the woman on the ground and sighed:

"Auntie, don't worry, I will stand on the side of fairness. Even though there are no cameras here, my eyes are the embodiment of justice!"

"Upholding social morality is my bounden duty!"

This young man! He really knows how to twist the truth!

The woman on the ground was so angry her mouth was twisted; she wished she could jump up and tear Jiang Linyuan's mouth apart.

But considering the persona she was currently maintaining, she just stayed on the ground, crying and shouting:

"There's no justice in this world! Someone's hitting people! Help!"

Su Muzhi smiled brightly and looked at Jiang Linyuan:

"You go ahead first. I'm the one who hit her, I'll handle it."

Jiang Linyuan didn't leave; he just looked at her.

This Su, she's not treating me like a friend, is she?

Seeing Jiang Linyuan remain still, Su Muzhi just smiled and took out her phone:

"Aunt Yang, I have a bit of a situation here..."

I almost forgot that Su Muzhi is a wealthy young lady from Shanghai.

My Dragon King friend, that crooked smile of yours is truly city-toppling, literally.

Before long, Vice Dean Yang, who hadn't left for long, returned, followed by a group of people in security uniforms.

Seeing them arrive, the middle-aged woman felt a surge of secret joy and shouted repeatedly:

"Oh my, they hit me, look at this! These young people nowadays!"

Vice Dean Yang ignored her and walked over to Su Muzhi with a look of concern:

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Aunt Yang, sorry to trouble you."

Su Muzhi remained polite and courteous.

What? They're in on it together! The dark, evil forces are overwhelming!

The woman lying on the ground felt a jolt of shock; she truly couldn't accept that she had kicked an iron plate this time.

But then she thought about it—she was the one who got hit, she was in the right! What did she have to be afraid of!?

So she shouted again:

"You hit someone, what do you think you're doing! Oh my, I'm in so much pain."

Vice Dean Yang glanced at the woman on the ground and said calmly:

"Judging by your uniform, you're a cleaner at the hospital, right? Trying to extort people in the hospital? Do you not want your job anymore?"

The woman was startled. She couldn't gauge the background of this person in the white coat, but judging by the tone, she wasn't someone simple.

So she muttered vaguely:

"She's the one who hit me! I wasn't trying to scam anyone!"

"Did anyone see it?"

Vice Dean Yang looked at Su Muzhi and asked.

"I did."

Jiang Linyuan stepped forward, looking very upright:

"I saw with my own eyes that this woman tripped and fell herself, then slandered others by claiming they hit her!"

"That's right, just as this volunteer said."

Su Muzhi nodded with a smile.

Vice Dean Yang could easily tell what was going on, and just shook her head with a faint amusement.

The two of them were singing the same tune; their personalities really matched well.

"Just as they said, if you want to extort money, I'll give you 10,000. How about that?"

Vice Dean Yang looked at the woman on the ground and said calmly.

The woman was shocked and then overjoyed. She could get 10,000 just by lying on the ground? She definitely had to take it; only a fool wouldn't:

"Okay, okay! You can't go back on your word!"

She agreed repeatedly.

Vice Dean Yang didn't waste any time and scanned the code to transfer the money immediately.

Seeing the money arrive, the woman was grinning from ear to ear and was about to leave, when she heard Vice Dean Yang say indifferently:

"Now, we should talk about your attempted extortion."

"What do you mean? What are you talking about?"

The woman was clearly ignorant of the law and didn't quite understand.

Vice Dean Yang glanced at her without much explanation:

"You'll find out soon enough."

The woman thought this was just a scare tactic and didn't pay much attention. She snorted and intended to leave, but was blocked by several security guards.

"Your Auntie's methods are a bit dirty."

Jiang Linyuan witnessed the whole process, nudged Su Muzhi, and whispered.

"Can't stand it?"

Su Muzhi asked.

"Nope."

Jiang Linyuan shook his head.

This Vice Dean Yang was clearly setting a trap for the woman, but that was none of my business.

She wished nothing more than for this middle-aged woman to step out the door, only for a funeral banquet to be held in her village the very next second.

"Hmph, Aunt Yang is actually still decent; my mother's methods are far more ruthless than hers."

Su Muzhi chuckled softly:

"So, classmate Jiang, you had better be careful."

"Will your mother run up to me and say something like: 'Here is 1 million, leave my daughter'?"

Jiang Linyuan looked at Su Muzhi and asked.

She thought for a moment and said:

"No, her methods aren't that direct."

"She will never get angry at you, but you will be able to feel that deep-seated contempt in her bones; you will feel her crushing your self-esteem at every moment, making you feel inferior."

Got it, a classic Shanghai elitist.

A control freak and a pressure-cooker, no wonder Muzhi doesn't get along with her mother.

"Then tell your aunt to drink more loofah soup; that stuff is down-to-earth."

Jiang Linyuan didn't care in the slightest.

Inferior?

The Little Snow King of Mixue Bingcheng isn't even afraid of the Shanghai Auntie.

What do I have to fear?

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