Supremely Talented Tyrant

Xu Donghe hung up the phone directly, thinking that Hao Jian was calling to ask for Cheng Weiwei's contact information.

"Damn it, this old bastard." Hao Jian couldn't help but curse, redialing the phone.

"What do you want?" Xu Donghe said impatiently.

"Old Bastard, I'm broke, send some money over quickly to help me out," Hao Jian said angrily.

"No money, not giving, get lost!" Xu Donghe hung up the phone again.

"Damn it, this sucks." Hao Jian was so angry he was almost jumping, calling Xu Donghe for the third time. This time he spoke first, "Old Bastard, if you dare hang up on me again, do you believe that I'll come to your house right now and rape and kill Cheng Weiwei?"

"What on earth do you want?"

"Money!"

"I'll give it to you tomorrow. I don't have time now," Xu Donghe refused bluntly.

"Then where will I sleep tonight?"

"The streets, under the bridge, take your pick!"

"Old Bastard, you're burning bridges!" Hao Jian grumbled and cursed under his breath, cursing Xu Donghe for being shameless and for abandoning him after using him up.

"What? My signal is bad, hello. Hello. Click."

"Damn, I really regret not letting him get run over by a war horse!" Hao Jian lamented and then had no choice but to squat under the bridge in the cold winter night.

In the middle of the night, the surrounding residents heard someone singing "Little Cabbage" in a miserable voice.

"Little Cabbage, oh, the ground's yellow, two or three years old, without a mother."

"You little beggar, here's some money." A passing aunty threw a few coins on the ground.

Hao Jian immediately got furious: "Your mom's a beggar, your whole family are beggars!"

Then he quietly picked up the coins and pocketed them.

"Teacher Hao, what are you doing here?" At this moment, a crisp feminine voice reached Hao Jian's ears.

Hao Jian turned around and saw Zhao Yating poking her head out of the car.

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It turned out Zhao Yating was driving home after school and didn't expect to encounter Hao Jian on the road.

"If I say I'm here to enjoy the moon, would you believe me?" Hao Jian said with a wry smile.

"No," Zhao Yating also said with a smile, shaking her head. She had planned to follow Hao Jian to Atama with Che Xiaoxiao, but they didn't expect him to leave a day earlier, and he even sneaked off so they couldn't follow.

"Alright, actually, I'm homeless now," Hao Jian sighed.

"How can that be, didn't you go abroad?" Zhao Yating said in surprise, it seemed impossible for someone like Hao Jian to be homeless.@@novelbin@@

"Yeah, but I came back earlier after sorting things out. That damn employer slipped away, and I didn't get my wages, so now I can only sleep on the streets," Hao Jian said with a look of frustration.

"Ah, that's terrible!" Zhao Yating was secretly shocked and got out of the car.

"Yeah, I'm so pitiful."

"Teacher, how about you sleep at my place tonight?" Zhao Yating suggested.

"Are your parents or anyone else at home?" Hao Jian asked.

"No, my parents are abroad. I'm the only one living here in the country," Zhao Yating said blankly.

"That's really great!" Hao Jian exclaimed. Alone together in one house, just thinking about it made him a little excited.

"Ah?" Zhao Yating looked at Hao Jian, puzzled.

Hao Jian quickly corrected himself, "Oh, what I mean is, it's really great of you to help me."

"Don't say that, didn't you take care of us before?" Zhao Yating said with a slight smile. Hao Jian was excited, and she was equally thrilled. She had finally found a chance to be alone with Hao Jian.

Che Xiaoxiao, you still want to compete with me? Dream on!

"Shall we... go?" Hao Jian asked with a smile.

"Yeah, let's go," Zhao Yating nodded.

Zhao Yating lived in a high-class apartment, and since the building only had four floors, it did not have an elevator.

Hao Jian followed Zhao Yating upstairs, but on the third floor, Zhao Yating asked Hao Jian to sneak along quietly.

"Why do we have to sneak around like thieves?" Hao Jian didn't understand.

"There's a pervert on this floor. Every time I come home, he jumps out to scare me," Zhao Yating complained.

"How does he scare you?"

"He jumps out naked to scare me," Zhao Yating answered.

"Jump out naked? Then you should make some noise on purpose, so he knows you've come back," Hao Jian said with a wicked smile.

"Ah, why?" Zhao Yating asked, puzzled.

Hao Jian smiled and raised his eyebrows, "Don't ask, just do as I say."

"Alright," Zhao Yating said, half-convinced, and when she walked past that pervert's door, she deliberately spoke loudly: "Oh, I'm so tired, finally home."

A few seconds later, sure enough, the pervert jumped out naked, just as Hao Jian pulled Zhao Yating over to his side and then kicked fiercely at the man's groin.

"Ow!"

The pervert howled in agony, then slowly fell to the ground like a cooked shrimp, foaming at the mouth and convulsing.

"After this, he'll be out of commission for a long time and won't harass you anymore," Hao Jian said, laughing.

Zhao Yating was also thrilled, admiringly looking at Hao Jian. He had come to her rescue once again.

When they reached Zhao Yating's home, her eyes were greeted by the cozy pale yellow hues everywhere, the warm color palette of the décor had a relaxing effect.

"You have good taste," Hao Jian teased.

"Oh, this wasn't my doing, a friend of mine did it. She used to live here, but later she had to travel around the world often, so she couldn't continue to stay here and sublet it to me," Zhao Yating explained with a smile. "I'm going to pour you a glass of water."

Hao Jian nodded, looking around casually. Then, he saw something on the sofa...

There it was, lying quietly, its distinctive color and unique shape betraying its identity no matter how unassuming it tried to be!

"Ah!"

Zhao Yating came out of the kitchen, and seeing Hao Jian staring straight at the object on the table, she screamed in shock.

She quickly put down the glass of water in her hand and pocketed the object, her face turning red as she stammered, "This... This is also my friend's; she often leaves her things around."

Hao Jian could not help but smile bitterly. If it was your friend's, would you be this nervous?

"Hey," Hao Jian wanted to say something, but what came back was the sound of Zhao Yating slamming the door forcefully.

"This little brat, don't you know that Teacher is doing this for your own good?" Hao Jian called out.

"Thud!"

Zhao Yating kicked the door fiercely, showing her discontent.

"Hey, she's got spunk," Hao Jian chuckled, then made his way into the kitchen: "Let's see if there's anything I can eat to fill up."

Meanwhile, Zhao Yating leaned against the door from the inside, hating herself at that moment. Why did she forget to put that thing away? Now it was all over, how would Teacher see her? He must think she was a bad girl.

After hesitating in her room for more than half an hour, Zhao Yating finally made up her mind to go check things out. But when she reached the living room, she saw Hao Jian sitting on the sofa watching TV and happily munching on her snacks without any reservations.

Zhao Yating was at a loss whether to laugh or get angry. At this point, she didn't know whether to be happy or upset since it seemed he didn't take it seriously at all.

Seeing Zhao Yating emerge, Hao Jian looked over plaintively, "Got anything to eat? I'm starving."

".."

That night, Zhao Yating lay in bed, unable to sleep. After all, this was the first time she shared a room alone with a man, which was somewhat unsettling, especially since the man was the teacher she had always admired.

Just then, Zhao Yating suddenly heard noises from the corridor outside, footsteps approaching, then stopping at her door.

Zhao Yating immediately became panic-stricken. Was it Teacher? Why was he looking for her in the middle of the night? Could it be that he wanted...?

The more Zhao Yating thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. What if Teacher really intended to take advantage of her? Should she let him do as he pleased, or should she resist?

"Creak."

Indeed, the door was pushed open, and someone tiptoed inside.

Zhao Yating lay still, eyes shut tight, her body tense as she braced for what was to come.

Suddenly, Zhao Yating felt a hand cover her mouth. Terrified, she opened her eyes and saw Hao Jian. He was indeed planning to do 'that' to her, wasn't he?

Let's get on with it, I'm all ready!

But the next moment, she heard Hao Jian whisper, "Shh, someone is trying to break into your house."

"Huh?" The blaze of passion in Zhao Yating's heart was instantly doused by a bucket of cold water, and she couldn't help cursing inwardly: Who the hell is so inconsiderate now?

Hao Jian gestured to Zhao Yating to be quiet, then signaled for her to follow him to the door.

That's when they heard the murmuring voices of several men outside.

"Old Wolf, where do you reckon that pretty chick is staying?"

"Keep it down. Aren't we searching for her? Today, she dared to let her lover hit me. If I don't do something to her... it'd be a waste of Old Wolf's reputation!" the man nicknamed Old Wolf growled.

Zhao Yating and Hao Jian both understood; this Old Wolf must be the pervert they encountered earlier.

Now Zhao Yating's face was flushed with shame. Faced with Old Wolf's crude remarks, she couldn't help feeling a mix of anger and embarrassment as the affected party.