Lin Yu: "..."
Xia Yiwei: "..."
The moment Lin Yu released his control.
Xia Yiwei still wanted to continue cursing out Lei Siren and question Lin Yu about why he had stopped her.
As a result.
She never expected to hear such a "terrifying" conversation!
For a moment.
Xia Yiwei's anger subsided significantly.
At the very least.
Being called a "dirty rag" was still an insult meant for a human.
But the descriptive term used for Lin Yu had straight up jumped to an animal!
"Heh heh heh, Young Master Lei is quite the humorous guy."
Lin Yu couldn't help but say in a cold voice.
Xia Yiwei awkwardly scratched her cheek and couldn't help but ask:
"He's just a brainless idiot, Little Master, don't take it to heart."
"Didn't he just insult me too? Right?"
"Relax, relax..."
"Weren't you just advising me not to take his words seriously?"
The battlefield is just like this.
The situation changes in the blink of an eye!
Xia Yiwei, who had almost gone on a rampage just a moment ago, was now playing the role of the comforter.
If Xia Yiwei rushed out, at most, she would just leave Lei Siren covered in injuries.
But if Lin Yu rushed out...
It would be very difficult for Lei Siren to walk out of this restaurant on his own two feet!
At the end of the day.
Lin Yu suffering such an indignity was all thanks to Xia Yiwei.
She only just realized that she was the one who absolutely couldn't lose control; she had to keep a clear head.
Seeing that Lin Yu wasn't speaking, Xia Yiwei continued:
"Little Master, if you really..."
As a result.
She had only just started her sentence when Lin Yu reached out a hand to stop her.
"Hiss..."
"Weiwei, shut up. Your voice is a bit loud."
"Let's listen to what Young Master Lei has to say next. I want to see how else he evaluates me."
Lin Yu stopped Xia Yiwei from speaking further.
With things reaching this point, it was no longer just an issue between Xia Yiwei and Lei Siren.
Lei Siren had freaking unleashed his ultimate attack on Lin Yu!
How could he play dumb and pretend he hadn't heard it?
Lei Siren's next move happened to coincide perfectly with Lin Yu's initial guess.
"Cousin, we don't need ten thugs at all."
"Trust me, he's just a Chihuahua who only dares to act tough against a dirty rag!"
"Five! You just need to find five guys for me, and we can definitely handle him."
"Have them come straight downstairs to the restaurant, and we'll use our usual routine of picking a fight after drinking."
Lei Siren spoke arrogantly, completely disregarding Lin Yu.
Little did he know.
This entire speech was heard loud and clear by Lin Yu.
Since the guy had already said so much, how could it be justified if he didn't teach him a lesson?
Lin Yu cut off the eavesdropping and took another deep breath.
Xia Yiwei continuously patted Lin Yu's chest from the side, wanting to help him smooth out his breathing.
"Lei Siren is just a bastard!"
"The things he says are simply infuriating. Even I want to give him a couple of slaps after hearing that."
"Little Master, didn't his words just now mean he's planning to cause trouble for you?"
"Five guys are just a piece of cake for you, aren't they?"
"Hehehe..."
Xia Yiwei said with a laugh from the side.
She wanted to use this momentum to give Lin Yu an outlet to vent his anger.
Otherwise.
After they went back, Xia Yiwei would definitely be in for it!
Since Lei Siren was courting death himself, then let him die.
Faced with the other party's active provocation, it was completely imaginable what Lin Yu would do!
"Then what comes next is a personal grudge between Young Master Lei and me."
"Weiwei, you won't stop me, will you?"
Lin Yu kept a smile on his face as he looked at Xia Yiwei.
Within that smile, a dangerous signal was inevitably revealed.
Xia Yiwei waved her hands repeatedly and then assured Lin Yu:
"How could I possibly stop you?"
"Little Master, you can do whatever you want."
"Even if you want his miserable life, it's no problem. I promise to support you with both hands and feet!"
Xia Yiwei said this, but she understood very well in her heart.
How could Lin Yu actually take Lei Siren's life?
It was nothing more than Xia Yiwei wanting to take this opportunity to quickly clarify her stance.
Having even the slightest bit of sympathy for Lei Siren would be disrespectful to Lin Yu.
Lin Yu nodded, very satisfied with Xia Yiwei's reaction.
Just as Xia Yiwei thought, Lin Yu naturally wouldn't deal a lethal blow.
However.
Since Lei Siren wanted to play, how could Lin Yu refuse?
Naturally, he had to play along with him thoroughly!
Lin Yu wasn't surprised by petty tricks like playing dirty behind someone's back.
What truly surprised him was...
A Chihuahua standing up?!
He really knew how to talk trash!
This Young Master Lei!
...
A few minutes later.
Lei Siren returned to the private room from outside.
His face wore the same genial smile as always, looking very calm and composed.
In contrast, the expressions on Xia Yiwei and Lin Yu's faces were a few degrees colder than before.
Seeing this made Lei Siren a bit confused.
After he sat down, he took the initiative to say to the two of them:
"I spoke to the waitress and asked her to open a bottle of the red wine I brought for us."
Lin Yu glanced at Xia Yiwei, lifted his chin slightly, and gave her a look.
Xia Yiwei instantly understood.
Drinking, huh...
Drinking is good!
If they didn't drink a little, I'm afraid neither the Little Master nor Lei Siren would have an easy time resolving their mutual problems.
Lin Yu's meaning was quite obvious.
Xia Yiwei just had to be responsible for passing the message along.
Watching the look Lin Yu gave, Lei Siren said in dissatisfaction:
"What's the meaning of this?"
"If you have something to say, you can just say it directly. I'm a very easygoing person."
"If you don't want to drink, you can tell me. There's no need to have Weiwei pass on a message."
As soon as his voice fell.
Lin Yu's beast-like gaze locked directly onto Lei Siren.
Lei Siren's heart trembled: "!!!"
This barbarian...
What kind of look was that?
Why did it seem even more terrifying than before?
During the time he was outside, could it be that something unpleasant had happened between him and Weiwei?
Lei Siren didn't feel like he had provoked him too much, so was there a need to be so confrontational?
Lei Siren could not have imagined in a million years what Lin Yu and Xia Yiwei had heard while he was out.
Lei Siren was still smugly comparing himself to Lin Yu in his mind.
He felt he was an absolute winner over Lin Yu, and Weiwei would see all this clearly sooner or later.
"Lei Siren, Lin Yu means, who is one bottle of red wine going to be enough for?"
Xia Yiwei stepped forward and relayed Lin Yu's meaning.
Lin Yu nodded in great satisfaction.
Not gonna lie.
Weiwei's performance was really not bad.
Even in terms of tone, she sounded very similar to Lin Yu.
If Lin Yu had said it himself, he would have most likely expressed it the exact same way.
Lei Siren nodded through gritted teeth, while still maintaining a basic smile on his face.
In his heart, however, he was cursing Lin Yu out thoroughly, and the insults were extremely ugly.
Country bumpkin!
This tasteless, teeth-baring Chihuahua!
Does he know anything about red wine?
Did he think red wine was beer?
Casually wanting to down a few bottles!
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