We Are Destined to Meet

11. Fuck Off

Translator: Iris Guo

Feeling fuzzy, Qin Sheng gawked at the woman outside, “Mom, why are you here?”

His mom whipped out her phone and said angrily, “You sent me photos, remember? How can I stay still after seeing those?”

In hindsight, Qin Sheng turned around and glared at me, “You sent those photos?”

“Yep.” Responding coldly, I didn’t give him a glimpse but looked at my fingers casually.

Sometimes, being notorious was not that bad. Every man in the city tried to hook up with me, while every woman wanted her husband or son to stay away from me.

Not because she was afraid that they would pick up bad habits, but because she detested me.

As if I were a wolf in sheep’s clothing. No matter how meek I was, women always thought I was pretending.

The Qin family was also rich and powerful. I had heard that Qin Sheng had been engaged to a rich young lady, so I thought his mom would rush over here to stop him after seeing those photos.

After slapping her son, she lunged at me, hit me over the head and pulled my hair.

“You slut! How dare you mess around with my son? I will kill you!”

Ling Mubai ignored and bullied me. I was tired of being a victim. Not everyone could walk all over me.

I didn’t say a word but clawed at her hair. My punches landed on her face and body. She was in designer clothes but acted like a shrew!

When Qin Sheng separated us, my nails were broken, and his mom was covered in bruises.

As Qin Sheng comforted her, I stepped out of the room with my bag in hand, and headed for the parking lot.

‘She’s insane! It really hurts!’

The parking lot was freezing at midnight. Not knowing whether it was for the cold weather or the pain, I had watery eyes and a running nose.

When I saw my car, I became furious. The door was open. There was a thief rummaging inside the car!

‘Fuck! A Porsche, a Ferrari and a Bugatti Veyron are over there! Why does he touch my Audi?! Are you kidding me?’

‘It never rains, but it pours!’

I rushed over and kicked him on his ass. “Fuck off! Who the hell are you? Screw you!”

My roar caused the alarms of all cars around, and on were the sound control lamps over our heads.

I finally saw the man’s face by the light. I then froze.

He raised his head, and looked at me coldly. I scented the air of danger.

‘Fuck!’

Dazed, I looked at his dark face and managed a smile, “Uncle Long, I’m drunk. I didn’t recognize you. Sorry, I’m really sorry!”

But I didn’t understand why he fumbled about in my car at midnight. What was in the car?

After the earlier meeting, I did some research. People called him Mr. Long, but his real name was Ling Xiao. He was Ling Mubai’s youngest uncle. It was true.

Standing straight, Ling Xiao leant against the car and pointed at the hood. He stared fiercely at me, “Is this your car?”

I looked away from his face and fixed my eyes on the plate under the hood.

‘Oh my god! NB74110!’

It was me that made a mistake! This was not my car! I kicked the wrong person.

Awkwardly, I rubbed my hands and apologized, “Uncle Long, I drank too much today. Please forgive me…”