The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Audacious to the Extreme, Daring to Have Designs on Sister Man? Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Audacious to the Extreme, Daring to Have Designs on Sister Man? The Porsche sped along the road and half an hour later, arrived outside a night club.

The night was thick, and the neon sign of the hotel twinkled, casting red and blue alternating lights on the road, creating an atmosphere steeped in debauchery.

Jiang Man used to frequent quieter bars and disliked coming to these kinds of clubs; she was quite repelled by the murky atmosphere.

“Sister Man, do we really need to go in?” Wu Yingfan understood her and knew that she despised such places.

“Let’s go.” Jiang Man frowned and eventually took a step forward and entered.

She was dressed in a cheongsam and had her hair up in a bun, which, coupled with her tall figure and outstanding demeanor, made her quite the figure.

As soon as she entered the lurid club, she became the target of a throng of spoiled young masters.

“Hey, Zhao, look, there’s a hot chick!”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, those legs are really something, just a shame about the lack of bust.”

At the center booth, a group of men leered at Jiang Man.

Excited by the mention of a beauty, Zhao Peng instantly perked up, lifting his glass and looked in the direction his friend was pointing.

The dim lighting of the bar meant the first thing seen was not her face, but her figure.

Zhao Peng estimated she was about 170 cm, such long and straight legs.

Legs like that, he could have fun with them for a year!

Without a second thought, Zhao Peng slammed his glass down on the round table, stood up, and deliberately unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt, exposing his neck and chest.

“There’s no chick Zhao Peng can’t charm! Just watch, guys!”

Zhao Peng bragged, licking his lips.

He deliberately staggered towards Jiang Man, his hand inappropriately brushing against her thigh.

Hmm… not bad… quite firm.

Zhao Peng stretched his tongue out, enjoying the moment.

The next second, his hand was grabbed, and before he could react, he heard a ‘crack’ sound of bones misaligning.

“Aah—”
Zhao Peng screamed in delayed pain.

His cronies, seeing this, all stood up and surrounded her.

“This bitch doesn’t know her place, she actually hit me! All of you, get her, kill her for me!”

“Don’t worry, Zhao, we’ll knock this bitch down and let you have all the fun!”

“Bitch, pah! Dare to fight back?”

A crowd of people closed in menacingly.

Wu Yingfan repeatedly stepped back.

With an inevitable fight about to break out, he didn’t want to be splattered with blood.

“A bunch of dogs, not even realising they’ve messed with King Yan himself!”

Wu Yingfan scoffed and sat down on a nearby booth.

As the crowd charged at Jiang Man, guests in the booths screamed and fled in panic.

Jiang Man stood still like a demoness from hell.

As the crowd attacked, she grabbed someone’s fist and twisted their arm 180° on the spot.

‘Crack,’ she instantly disabled the person’s arm.

“Aah—”
“It hurts, it hurts—”

Jiang Man grabbed an empty wine glass nearby and smashed their heads one by one.

The group had no defensive power and backed away one after another, clutching their heads.

In the darkness, the object in Jiang Man’s hand seemed not to be an empty whiskey bottle, but rather a blood-drinking blade meant for slaying.

Her eyes blazed with manic fury, clearly conveying an “obstruct me, and you die” stance.

Zhao Peng and his ilk were so intimidated by Jiang Man’s presence that they kept backing away until there was nowhere left to retreat.

“You… don’t come any closer, or we’re going to gang up on you!”

“Do you know who our brother Zhao is? You dare mess with the gang? Brother Zhao has the protection of Azure Dragon; are you not afraid of dying?”

Although they were fearful of Jiang Man, their backing emboldened them, so they did not entirely retract their arrogance.

“Turns out it’s just small fry from Liu Qinglong’s gang!” Wu Yingfan scoffed from his booth, “Even your boss would have to kneel and call our Man sister ‘forebear’ if he saw her.”

“Bluffing, aren’t you? Not afraid to die? Truly not afraid to die!” Zhao Peng, both angry and frightened, and cradling his dislocated arm, frantically fumbled in his pocket.

The moment he pulled out his phone, his eyes lit up: “Just you wait, I’m calling the boss right now!”

“Sure, I’ll wait.” Jiang Man smirked disdainfully, crossed her arms, and settled herself on a nearby booth.

She crossed her legs, leaning comfortably back against the booth’s chair.

“Turn on the lights! Damn this pitch black, I can’t see a thing! I have to see what this fearless wonder really looks like!” Zhao Peng roared at the bar’s waiter.

Soon after, with a ‘snap,’ the dim bar was as bright as daylight.

The more curious patrons hid in the distance and gossiped, sneakily taking photos with their phones.

The timid and fearful slinked away as fast as their legs could carry them.

The moment the lights came on, Zhao Peng seemed to regain his swagger, as if he ruled the night scene.

When he finally saw the face of the girl in the booth, he first froze, then, arrogantly, burst into uproarious laughter.

“It’s you?”

“It’s me.” Jiang Man was cold, her aura formidable.

Zhao Peng was clear on Jiang Man’s purpose; she was there for money.

But of that million, he had already given half as a tribute to Liu Qinglong and another hundred thousand to grease the wheels with his brothers, leaving him with only four hundred thousand in hand.

The money was swindled, and going back on that was definitely not an option.

Zhao Peng, regaining his bravado and enduring the pain in his arm, sat opposite Jiang Man: “Here to collect a debt?”

“Glad you understand,” said Jiang Man, her expression unchanging. Despite dressing as a demure cheongsam-clad beauty today, her combativeness was off the charts.

Zhao Peng no longer dared to confront her directly, so he shook his phone: “Fine, I’ll wait for my big brother to come!”

As soon as they heard Liu Qinglong was coming, the rest of the bar’s patrons panicked.

“Qinglong Gang’s leader Liu Qinglong, they say he’s a brutal man, kills without blinking. Offend him, and if you’re a man, you’re castrated; if a woman, you’re violated and then sold to Burma for organ harvesting!”

“Just the thought of it makes one shiver. That kind of man is unprovokable, best stay away.”

Even the onlookers fled, leaving no one behind to watch the drama unfold.

Zhao Peng, looking around the now-empty bar, laughed wildly: “Let’s see if you’ll still be alive to leave once the boss arrives!”

“I’ll wait.” Jiang Man, utterly bored, pulled out her phone and launched a game.

When a ‘TiMi’ sound emitted, Zhao Peng and his lackeys nearly jumped in rage.

This woman, what gall, completely disregarding their gang!

No matter, once the boss arrives, she’ll have a reason to cry!

Zhao Peng seethed with irritation, yet his eyes restlessly fixated on Jiang Man’s legs.

Because of her cheongsam, the slit revealed more than intended.

He licked his lips, imagining Jiang Man favoring him, wondering if she was as loud as her sister Jiang Rou?

“Heh heh heh.” Lost in his thoughts, Zhao Peng emitted a sleazy laugh.

Jiang Man glanced up and shot him a chilling look.

For some reason, meeting her gaze, Zhao Peng instinctively shrank back.

“Brother Long, you need to come to the bar, there’s trouble here, someone’s causing a scene!”

Snapping out of it, Zhao Peng immediately called Liu Qinglong.