The Tycoon's Enchanted Mermaid

Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Third Young Master, Give Me Another Chance

Zhu Dafu dared not conceal anything, “Mr. Tang is on the fifth floor, he’s dealing with Yang Hong and Jiang Tao damaging things.”

Qin Yu didn’t care what Tang Bufan was dealing with. From the beginning to end, he was only interested in one thing, the reason he had come here, his dark eyes slightly lowered and then raised again, his tone a few degrees colder than before.

“Where are the people he brought?”

The people he brought?

That young girl really belonged to Qin Yu!

Luckily, he had heeded Tang Bufan’s words and had treated her with due respect.

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Zhu Dafu became increasingly panicked and hastily explained, “That young lady is also on the fifth floor. She was originally supposed to go to room 508 to meet Mr. Pang and see some celebrity, as per Mr. Tang’s instructions, but she suddenly ran into a friend and wanted to talk in a room, so she asked me to wait outside.”

“A friend? What friend?” Qin Yu’s eyes, cold and dark, narrowed slightly as he lightly uttered these words.

What kind of friend could that little thing have stumbled upon?

Zhu Dafu, terrified, tried to laugh it off, “Third Young Master, how would I know that? But the young lady said it really is her friend, and I wasn’t reassured without asking a few more questions.”

“Third Young Master, you can rest assured, as long as she’s in Lishui Pavilion, she won’t be lost.”

Qin Yu frowned, and Zhu Dafu instantly broke out in a cold sweat, feeling bitter inside. Why did this terrible errand have to fall to him?

Just then, the elevator door opened, like a lifesaver.

Qin Yu said no more, directly leading his people inside. Of course, Zhu Dafu dared not ride the elevator with Qin Yu and quickly stood outside with a smile to see him off until the door closed. He then breathed a sigh of relief.

This Qin Family Patriarch truly was as rumored – beneath the extraordinary exterior lay not a deity, but a death god.

Qin Yu stood at the front, with Long Qi at his side. Only now did he learn the reason for the Third Young Master’s sudden appearance at Lishui Pavilion—it was indeed for someone. Who was this “miss”?

Long Qi was utterly clueless, even suspecting he might have amnesia, forgetting something—when had such a person appeared by the Third Young Master’s side?

And it was a woman.

Long Qi had always considered himself the closest confidant of Qin Yu, and now he began to doubt that.

The fifth floor’s Presidential Suite, number 510.

Under the bright orange light, the ground was littered with wine bottles and glass shards, while a table worth hundreds of thousands had been smashed in half with a chair. Two girls, clothed in tattered dresses, huddled on a couch, trembling, heads bowed, clutching their shoulders.

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The rich, intense aroma of wine filled the whole suite. Tang Bufan raised a hand, and the man beside him understandingly passed over a lit cigarette, a hand-rolled Gaoxi Cigar.

Tang Bufan didn’t smoke. He bent down and passed the lit end to the man kneeling before him, “Take it, stand up.”

Yang Hong raised his head, his nose swollen and skin bruised, blood dripping from his mouth. He had just had two front teeth knocked out, and now his mouth was full of blood. Staring at the cigarette Tang Bufan offered, he didn’t dare not to take it, his hands trembling as he lifted them to accept.

“Thank … Mr. Tang …”

Tang Bufan, hands on his hips, smiled and said, “No need to thank me. Like I said before, I’m not here to play the hero or to give you a moral education. After all, I’m not your dad, why should I care? Just pay the money you owe, and we can still sit down for a drink in the future.”

Yang Hong’s mouth twitched. It sounded nice and simple, just pay the money they said, but why did they have to beat him up as soon as they walked in? It was so painful he wanted to scream for his mother, his legs nearly kicked to pieces.

Of course, Yang Hong wouldn’t dare utter these complaints even if he had a thousand times the courage. He didn’t dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face either.

Tang Bufan was known for holding grudges. The smiley tiger of the Capital City was not to be trifled with. Yang Hong never imagined Lishui to be backed by Tang Bufan. If he had known, he would have paid him back even if it meant borrowing money. But now, he could only admit defeat, kneeling like a dog.

Yang Hong was in despair, having recently had his credit cards frozen by his family, cutting off his financial resources. Now to offend Tang Bufan.

All he could hope for now was that Tang Bufan would give him another chance.

“Mr. Tang, you have to believe me, I’ll definitely pay, no, I’ll pay double. Could you give me some time?”

Tang Bufan bent down and patted his face, “Wouldn’t it have been easier to say this before? Time doesn’t matter. As long as you’re in the Capital City, I could find you even if you turned into ash.”

After finishing his sentence, he glanced at the two girls who were terribly abused on the sofa and added, “Right, just to make it clear, if there’s a death caused, you’ll also be responsible for the consequences and losses.”

Yang Hong, who didn’t dare to mess around with women here any longer, was shaking his head like a rattle: “I wouldn’t dare, not anymore. I’ll leave immediately.”

“And what about the other one?” Tang Bufan took the cigarette handed to him by someone next to him and put it to his lips.

The waiter informed them: “Young Master Jiang has taken a drunken actress to rest. They’re in 504, Young Master Jiang’s regular room.”

Tang Bufan exhaled a puff of smoke, “Lead the way.”

A group of people grandiosely left the private room, turned a corner in the hallway, and just as they did, the elevator doors opened.

Tang Bufan saw Qin Yu inside and nearly lost his grip on the cigar between his fingers.

“Third Young Master!?”

As soon as this exclamation was uttered, Yang Hong, who was dragging his feet behind, rolled his eyes back and nearly fainted. At that moment, there was only one thought in his mind, “Oh my God, please don’t tell me Master Qin also has shares in Lishui Pavilion.”

If that were true, he would probably not be able to remain in Capital City. If Qin Yu didn’t deal with him, his own father would beat him to death.

Yang Hong felt that his days were numbered.

Qin Yu glanced at the group of people following behind Tang Bufan and naturally saw the ashen-faced Yang Hong.

“Is it taken care of?”

Tang Bufan smiled: “They were taught a lesson and have behaved.”

Qin Yu said coldly: “So it has come to me.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Hong’s legs turned to jelly.

Tang Bufan was about to suggest sparing Yang Hong’s life so he could repay his debts when suddenly, he caught Qin Yu’s gaze and posthumously realized that those words seemed to be directed at him. His smile froze on his face.

Qin Yu looked at him: “You’re so idle every day, so I and Uncle Tang have proposed to find some work for you.”

These seemingly light words were akin to a bolt from the blue for Tang Bufan, and he was on the verge of tears, “Third Young Master, you didn’t really suggest that, did you? Please, give me another chance. I was wrong to abduct Little Ade. I won’t dare to do it again!”

The ‘suggestion’ from Qin Yu was not really a suggestion, but clearly a life-threatening imperial edict.

“You should discuss this matter with Uncle Tang,” Qin Yu said gravely, and with a glance that left everyone around him as silent as cicadas in winter.

Tang Bufan sighed, realizing there was no turning back and resignedly accepted his fate. Initially, he had been curious to test how important Little Ade was to Qin Yu, since it had been many years since he had seen a living creature by Qin Yu’s side and he was exceedingly curious.

However, the outcome was as he expected; Qin Yu indeed had a soft spot for Little Ade.

Interesting.

“I admit I was wrong in this matter, and I accept this punishment,” Tang Bufan declared frankly.

Qin Yu’s gaze remained unchanged, he stepped forward, and everyone respectfully moved aside to make way.

Tang Bufan quickly followed.

Arriving at the door of room 504, Zhu Dafu went ahead to knock on the door, and it took a while before there was a response.

Su Qingtong opened the door only to be met with a crowd standing densely packed outside. Even with her strong mental fortitude, she couldn’t help but shiver and stagger back a step.

Whoa, such a grand show of force. Had word of her beating Jiang Tao spread so quickly?

That shouldn’t be the case.

In an instant, Su Qingtong’s mind raced through her recent experiences and the people she had wronged.