Chapter 106: Public Enemy Number One

The man was dressed casually, looking like a student. He seemed to sense something and turned to look at Su Tong. Upon seeing Su Tong, he paused briefly, then his face twisted into one of disgust.

“Zhou Mingming,” Su Tong said, looking at the other. He was Su Tong’s high school classmate, though not from the same class. Su Tong didn’t know much about his family background, only that he was considered a young master.

At this elite school, students from ordinary families were rare; most came from either big business families or high-tech households.

The one who was truly indignant about Qiu Hong’s situation wasn’t Zhou Mingming but the young man who had come with him. He looked like a university student.

Su Tong didn’t know this guy and showed no respect to his classmate. Smiling, he said, “Zhou Mingming, your friend is quite an interesting one. I want to invite him to run naked through the streets for everyone to see, or maybe to lie down on the train tracks at the station. I wonder if he’d actually do it?”

Before Zhou Mingming could respond, the young man with the pierced ears snapped angrily, “Are you out of your mind?”

Su Tong laughed, “How come you don’t realize that what you just said is proof that you’re the one with the problem? See, I want you to do something and you refuse, but why should my girlfriend give you her number just because you want it?”

What?

Zhou Mingming and the pierced-eared youth stared at Su Tong in disbelief—Qiu Hong was Su Tong’s girlfriend?

“Su Tong, you can eat whatever you want, but you can’t say whatever you want,” Zhou Mingming sneered coldly. “You’re not even eighteen yet, right? Have you even grown your hair down there? And you’re already chasing women?”

Zhou Mingming was quite surprised. Su Tong hadn’t seemed this sharp-tongued back in high school.

He was famously aloof, but because he was handsome and had skipped a grade, becoming a sensation at school—a top scholar among top scholars—almost everyone knew him.

Qiu Hong cooperated perfectly with Su Tong. When Zhou Mingming expressed doubt, she leaned gently against Su Tong, wrapping her arm lightly around his.

“You won’t catch a beauty as pretty as my girlfriend even when your hair’s fully grown,” Su Tong chuckled, teasingly.

Seeing Qiu Hong holding onto Su Tong, the pierced-eared youth’s anger flared uncontrollably. “You little punk, what are you showing off for? I’ll beat you to a pulp,” he said, fueled by his drunken courage, lunging toward Su Tong.

Before he could reach him, the female cashier behind the counter screamed, alarmed at the impending fight.

Instinctively, Qiu Hong tried to pull Su Tong back but found she couldn’t move him.

In fights among locals, a slap to the face is common. The pierced-eared youth didn’t deviate from this pattern; his fist aimed straight at Su Tong’s face.

Qiu Hong panicked but still tried to step forward to defend him.

Su Tong grabbed her with one hand and, with the other, reached out. Before the youth’s punch could fully descend, Su Tong caught his fist and gently pulled it aside.

With a sudden thud, the pierced-eared youth flew backward as if kicked from behind, landing flat on the ground and unable to get up for a long while.

For someone like this minor troublemaker, Su Tong could handle each one effortlessly.

Qiu Hong was amazed. Su Tong could fight—and fight so skillfully—that her heart pounded with excitement.

The pierced-eared youth staggered up, his face flushed—not only from alcohol but also from embarrassment and anger. Unwilling to submit, he charged again, growling, “Pretty boy, I’ll beat you to death, you little bastard.”

This time Su Tong was less polite. Taller and stronger, he grabbed the youth with one hand and threw him out the door.

Bang!

The youth rolled on the ground, yelling, “Ow, my hand, my leg…”

“Bored and belligerent, trying to snatch someone’s girl? Do you think the police are just here to eat meals? Qiu Hong, call the cops. If anything got broken earlier, we’ll have them pay for it, plus compensation for emotional distress. The security cameras at the entrance should have recorded everything,” Su Tong said, stepping out of the music shop and looking at the terrified Zhou Mingming.

Damn, beaten up and now threatened with arrest? Who would do that?

Zhou Mingming helped the pierced-eared youth up and limped away.

This Su Tong, who had been in Yandu for a year, could he have joined some elite gang? Lifting a man weighing over seventy kilograms with one hand—if you didn’t see it with your own eyes, you wouldn’t believe it.

“Hey, don’t run without paying for damages! Zhou Mingming, I know you. If you don’t compensate me, I’ll have the cops come after you at home,” Su Tong shouted after them.

Pay for damages? Just a cup and some books got broken. Maybe some of our people got fractured from being thrown around, but who lost more? And we haven’t even asked for medical expenses yet.

After they disappeared down the street, Su Tong reassured Qiu Hong, who was still holding tightly to his arm.

“They’re just two drunk kids causing trouble. I don’t think they’ll come back. Even if they do, it’ll be me they’re after, so you don’t have to worry,” he said, patting her hand.

Qiu Hong released his arm. Her pale face slowly flushed with a soft red as she wondered how an ordinary-looking guy like Su Tong could unleash such power. She had thought he was just a pretty face, all style and no substance.

But now, she felt safe.

“I’m not scared. Are you really okay?” she asked, both excited and worried.

Su Tong waved his hand dismissively. “What could happen to me? One of those two was my high school classmate. Back then, he was a troublemaker causing problems for others. I was actually waiting for him to make a move so I could deal with him properly, but his courage was too small. Drinking and still scared—so disappointing.”

Qiu Hong scolded him, “You still want to fight? You look so quiet and honest but you’re so violent inside.”

Despite her words, she was happy. In a rare generous mood, she said, “Consider that piano your reward for today’s performance. It’s yours now.”

Su Tong was taken aback. During his summer job, he’d sensed that Qiu Hong had a special relationship with the shop owner and that her manners and upbringing were exceptional, but he never expected her to simply give away a piano worth tens of thousands.

“Is this music shop your family’s business? Even if it is, you can’t just give something like that away. It’s worth a lot,” Su Tong said, a bit dumbfounded. Money was very important to him now; he wouldn’t just throw away even a few hundred yuan, let alone tens of thousands.

In the end, Su Tong didn’t dare accept the piano for free and insisted on paying half the price.

The music shop arranged a special vehicle to deliver the piano to Su Tong’s home.

They waived the tuning service, as Su Tong could handle that himself. They placed the piano in an empty room, which would become the study for Xiao Yu and Xiao Xiao, as well as Xiao Yu’s practice room.

Living in the countryside was great, Su Tong thought with a sigh. The house was spacious—four bedrooms and a living room on the first floor; the second floor was the same.

However, the second floor was mostly empty, with almost nothing in it.

Additionally, there was a separate outbuilding in the yard for the kitchen and bathroom.

That evening, while having dinner, Su Tong suddenly received a call from Dong Tian.

“Gege, you should check out DianDian quickly. You’ve become the enemy of the entire site,” Dong Tian said weakly.

What?

Su Tong was puzzled. How had he become the public enemy of the whole site?

(Recently busy job hunting, so posting only once a day for now. Please don’t be too hard on me—I still want to keep writing.)