SSEWC Chapter 6

Bar,

In the dim light, the air was filled with the scent of sweat and evaporating alcohol. Several conflicting and inferior Alpha pheromones mingled, causing Shí Shuang to feel physiologically nauseous.

“Everything you want is here.” He extended his hand to push the black briefcase in front of him, lifting his gaze to two Alphas as robust as him. However, there was no hint of timidity in his eyes; his tone remained indifferent. “From now on, what happens to Shi Min is none of my concern, and it has nothing to do with the Shi family.”

Beside him, one of his subordinates whispered to the leading man, “Brother Li, it’s indeed a hundred thousand here.”

The man referred to as “Brother Li” casually scanned the black briefcase, but his greasy gaze remained fixated on the fair-skinned half of Shi Shuang’s forearm exposed when he pushed the suitcase a moment ago.

Shi Shuang’s eyes were icy, and his expression towards him was filled only with disgust and impatience.

This, however, piqued Li Dazhuang’s interest even more.

After all, it wasn’t often that you came across an Omega as enticingly alluring as this. The others they usually played with were always too submissive. It started off fine, but after a while, it got boring. Shi Shuang’s wolf-like expression, on the other hand, suited his taste perfectly. The thrill of conquest appealed to him more than mere compliance.

Li Dazhuang thought about this and took the initiative, saying, “Have I seen you somewhere before?”

His subordinate leaned in again and whispered to him, “Brother Li, wasn’t this the guy who used to play the piano at the Clover Bar? The young master of the Shi family, Shi Shuang. Back when he was still in his glory, he even performed at the opening ceremony of some music festival. Look at him now, in such a sorry state.”

Li Dazhuang raised his chin, revealing a greasy smile, “Oh, I see. No wonder. So, you were the young master of the Shi family. I was wondering who was trying to act all high and mighty here.”

Upon hearing these words, Shi Shuang’s hand by his side clenched suddenly, his fingertips starting to turn pale. Anger tinted his beautiful eyes. If there weren’t about ten of the other side’s henchmen here, he would have really wanted to punch this disgusting Alpha directly.

However, if he rashly started a fight now, he would definitely be at a disadvantage. Thinking of this, Shi Shuang restrained the impulse to hit someone, turned around, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, a few thugs stood in front of him, blocking his way. His wrist was suddenly grasped, and from behind came the mocking laughter of the other party.

“Don’t be in such a hurry to leave. How about staying and playing with me for a while? If you make me happy, maybe I’ll even give you a few bucks.”

Speaking of this, Li Dazhuang picked up a stack of red banknotes, and the people around him burst into loud laughter.

“How do you want to play?” Shi Shuang turned around, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He almost gritted his teeth as he uttered the last word.

Li Dazhuang looked at him with an even more amused expression.

In the next moment,

“Like this?!” Shi Shuang tilted his head at him, then ruthlessly kicked him below.

“Ahhhh!!!”

Li Dazhuang bent over in pain, suddenly releasing his grip. His cries of agony could be likened to the screams of a slaughtered pig, veins bulging on his forehead, and his eyes showing a blood-red tint.

Little did he know that Shi Shuang was a wolf, not just any wolf but one that bites.

Now, he wished he could repay the pain he was experiencing double-fold.

Li Dazhuang’s subordinates quickly reacted after he kicked Li Dazhuang. They rushed over, surrounding Shi Shuang.

In the next moment, Shi Shuang found himself enclosed in shadows, watching as Li Dazhuang, wearing an expression of resentment, advanced step by step towards him.

Meanwhile, the bar bustled with activity, people coming and going, heads turning. However, for those who gathered here to revel and indulge, most paid little attention to the unfolding scene. Some ignored it, while others observed with cold detachment. A few merely chuckled as they walked by.

Standing in the shadows, Shi Shuang heard the laughter of others around him, the piercing strains of death metal still playing. Yet, no one extended a helping hand to him. Like his past, he seemed destined to decay in obscurity, like mud unseen in a forgotten corner.

With his head hung low, long lashes trembling slightly, a faint glimmer of desolation passed through Shi Shuang’s eyes. Deep within, he still yearned for someone to lend a helping hand—anyone who could pull him out of his predicament.

In another part of City A, He Heng had just concluded a successful meeting with the CEO of Xiang Fei Group. After finalizing a cooperative agreement, the executive respectfully escorted him out of the building. Glancing at his watch, He Heng noted that it was precisely six in the evening.

His secretary, Ji Yuan, glanced at the upcoming schedule and noticed that there didn’t seem to be any other arrangements for the evening. So, he asked He Heng, “President He, are you heading back to Tian Sheng now, or…”

“No, let’s go straight home,” He Heng shook his head at him, heading directly towards the black sedan parked at the intersection.

Just as he approached the car door, he suddenly had second thoughts. If the driver hadn’t picked up Shi Shuang yet, why not pick him up on the way? After all, living under the same roof yet rarely crossing paths wasn’t ideal. It would be good to communicate more when there was a chance.

During this period, He Heng had managed to reduce the other’s blackening value to 70.

Shi Shuang was practically the Amazon rainforest¹meaning he’s full of complexity.. What crematorium script? He Heng extinguished the flames of the crematorium altogether.

However, at that moment, Ji Yuan’s phone suddenly rang. As he lowered his head to answer the call, his expression instantly turned serious. He said, “P-President He, it’s for you.”

Seeing this, He Heng furrowed his brows slightly because he knew:

When Ji Yuan stammered, trouble couldn’t be far behind.

Ji Yuan looked at He Heng and swallowed hard, “President He, Chen, the driver, said he just arrived at Tian Sheng to pick up Mr. Shi to go home, but he couldn’t find Mr. Shi anywhere. After inquiring at the front desk, they said Mr. Shi left Tian Sheng today a little after five, and no one knows where he went.”

In the next second, another piercing alarm sounded in He Heng’s mind: Ding-ding! Ding-ding!

996: [Warning! Warning! The protagonist’s blackening value is skyrocketing. He is about to enter X bar, triggering a dangerous plot. You must reach X bar within half an hour, or the mission will fail.]

He Heng: ‘Thank you. If you had told me later, I might have lost him.’

Immediately making a decisive decision, he looked at Ji Yuan with a stern expression, “Quickly check the address of X bar for me. I need to get there within half an hour.”

Ji Yuan promptly brought up the map on his phone.

At that moment, He Heng felt a bit disoriented in his thoughts.

What is Shi Shuang up to?

Why go to such a dangerous bar?

Did something happen to him?

Why wouldn’t he tell me anything?

Ji Yuan’s voice abruptly brought He Heng’s thoughts back.

He raised his phone in front of him, “President He, this is it. Not too far, but…”

He Heng cut him off, taking strides forward, “Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and drive over.”

As He Heng was about to get into the car, Ji Yuan grabbed his sleeve, “President He, it’s the evening rush hour now, heavy traffic. Look at all the red on the roads.”

Seeing this, He Heng glanced back.

On Ji Yuan’s phone screen, the traffic map showed a sea of red.

He Heng almost blacked out on the spot.

Who would have thought this was the traffic map of City A at 6 PM?

It looked more like a vascular chart.

He immediately told 996, ‘Check the fastest route for me.’

996: [Based on the current traffic, no matter which route you take, it will take at least an hour to drive there. If you can’t get to the bar within half an hour, you won’t make it in time to save the protagonist.]

Curses!

How could he, a prominent business tycoon, be thwarted by traffic? This was absurd!

“Where’s my helicopter?” He Heng impatiently reached for his waist, his other hand gripping Ji Yuan’s collar.

In novels, the male lead would descend gracefully from a helicopter, sauntering down with a perfect side profile, sunglasses off, exuding charm. How hadn’t he thought of that sooner?

“President He, your helipad is on top of the Tian Sheng Building,” Ji Yuan’s voice grew fainter.

Ideals were beautiful, but reality was cruel.

“Fine, stop talking,” He Heng took a deep breath, unbuttoning the middle of his suit, and marched towards the intersection without looking back.

Was there really no solution?

How could he get there within half an hour?

Ji Yuan, still shouting, “President He, President He,” hurriedly ran after him.

Just then, on the non-motorized lane by the side of the road, an elderly man leisurely rode his bicycle. A plastic bag of groceries was placed in the basket.

He Heng stared at the bicycle, his eyes lighting up like a hungry wolf spotting prey.

‘996, can I make it if I ride a bicycle?’

[In theory, it’s feasible. Just ride at Tour de France speed.]

“Sweeeet, you smile so sweetly, like flowers blooming in…” The old man happily hummed a tune.

However, his singing abruptly stopped as he noticed a well-dressed, tall man on the side of the road approaching his bicycle like a starving wolf with gleaming eyes.

Seeing the man about to charge towards him, the old man abruptly applied the brakes, ready to unleash a barrage of curses at He Heng.

“Uncle,” He Heng grabbed onto the bicycle handle, looking sincerely at the elderly man, who was almost the same age as his grandfather.

They say age can bridge gaps, and this simple “uncle” successfully prevented the old man from delivering a torrent of curses.

“Uncle, listen to me,” He Heng unclasped his Rolex from his left wrist and handed it to the old man. He stared straight at him, as if trying to see through his soul.

“My wife is in the hospital.”

“She’s about to give birth.”

“Can I borrow your bike?”

“Sure.” The old man tucked the Rolex into his pocket, patted the young man’s shoulder, decisively got off the bike.

He stood beside the dazed Ji Yuan. Finally, he glanced back at his somewhat rusty bicycle, which had accompanied him through more than a decade of wind and rain. In truth, he didn’t want to part with it.

But the other party had given him too much.

“Thank you, may you have a safe life.” With that, He Heng swiftly swung his long leg over the bicycle and pedaled away. He didn’t forget to instruct Ji Yuan, “I’ll go ahead. Have the bodyguards drive over immediately, as fast as they can, you hear me?”

Having said that, he sped away, leaving a confident silhouette behind.

As Ji Yuan and the old man watched him ride the bicycle unsteadily into the distance, they both shouted in unison:

“President He! Be careful!”

“Hey, my vegetables! My vegetables are still in the basket!”

 

 

 

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  meaning he’s full of complexity.