The Taming Of The Ruffian Hero Chapter 113 Wenxi, Why All Zhao Yuan's Hardships Went For Nothing Like The Ever-Flowing Yangtze

Chapter 113 (Wenxi, Why) All Zhao Yuan's Hards.h.i.+ps Went for Nothing Like the Ever-flowing Yangtze
"After the final match, I can get the "Mo's battle" credit as long as I try my best. And that I can change a more comfortable bed for my father by making use of the considerable champion's bonus. In the next few months, I may not need to worry too much about my father's medical expense."

"Maybe, maybe I can join in the selective matches every time later on such that I can transfer my father to another hospital."

Zhao Yuan thought to himself while walking on his way to the boxing field, and his hands slightly trembled.

Chen Wanxin held his hands and pressed them against her face. The fists' master guarded the fate of his family in the most primitive way. She believed that her thousands of black hair would only dance for him.

Zhao Yuan looked at her silently. Her flaming red lips were close at hand, and her pair of bright eyes gazed at him. Now, they only need a pa.s.sionate kiss to become the hero and the beauty, the universally accepted perfect couple since ancient times. But Zhao Yuan shook his head and smiled apologetically to Chen Wanxin.

"That's enough, right?" Chen Wanxin thought. However, she did not know that another person flashed across Zhao Yuan's heart at this time. That person fell in the darkness, but he took the initiative to press his lips against Zhao Yuan's, and it was the actual first kiss of Zhao Yuan. The sweetness at that time seemed to become the evil influence which entangled Zhao Yuan tighter as time pa.s.sed, and it seemed that he could never escape from it.

When Zhao Yuan and Chen Wanxin came near to the boxing field, they saw police cars encircled the place, the red and blue dazzling warning lights made both of them feel a little fl.u.s.tered.

Zhao Yuan grabbed Chen Wanxin and quickly ran up to the nearest commercial building with her. They looked down to the distance from the upper floor and saw a scene that made them collapse.

Many people lined up and walked out of the underground boxing field almost in the same posture—all their hands were tied behind their back. In the boxing field, there was a desk decorated with a golden thumb. Initially, the desk was the place where they did the match explanations, and where people added the ante. But now, two teams of people with helmets wearing camouflage clothing and black armors were carrying out the desk from the field.

Zhao Yuan pulled Chen Wanxin and rushed outside the police wall. He even specifically stopped the people who had gathered to watch the fun to ask the reason. Chen Wanxin witnessed that Zhao Yuan had already stopped seven to eight pa.s.sersby like mad and kept asking, "What happened in there?" Those pa.s.sersby either shook their head, or were frightened by his utterly distracted look, or shook him off immediately.

No answer was precisely the best answer.

"Brother Yuan! Please stop. I beg you..." Chen Wanxin hugged Zhao Yuan from behind, trying to stop him.

"Gone, all is gone." All in a sudden, Zhao Yuan looked like that all his strength was pulled away. He dropped down on the steps, and his eyes looked haggard.

"What should I do?" With his red and swollen eyes, Zhao Yuan who felt that he had no way out now looked at Chen Wanxin and threw himself into her arms like a child.

To ask for help, he used to post his difficult situation on the internet and even employed online ghostwriters. But in this world, too many people were suffering, so not everyone could attract public attention. "I signed a contract with my previous employer, where I had done a part-time job. Its prepaid payment was limited, and I had spent all the money. Those relatives and friends who can help also did their best already. Even the house of my family was... I am homeless now!"

After resting for a short while, Zhao Yuan stood up, took Chen Wanxin's hand, and went back. Chen Wanxin knew that Zhao Yuan must have found out a solution. But since he had got to the point where he even needed to fight the underground fatal boxing match to earn the medical expense of his father, what else could he do? Chen Wanxin wanted to see Zhao Yuan crying beside her. Even a moment of crying would be a relief for him and her.

Perhaps, it was wrong to do like this from the beginning.

"Brother Yuan! Don't push yourself too hard, okay? Don't force yourself to stand up and move on. Cannot you stop for a moment?" Chen Wanxin said softly, her tears flowing down inadvertently.

Zhao Yuan turned around to look at her with a smile. "As long as I still stay alive, I can find a way."

Hardly had he finished speaking, Chen Wanxin raised her head and kissed Zhao Yuan deeply. Tightly closing her eyes, she felt that the hustle and bustle of the world around them fade away and turned into a quietness. It seemed that the flas.h.i.+ng neon by their side had become many b.u.t.terflies, which kept fluttering around them cheerfully. Zhao Yuan knew that in her deep eyes, he was the only one. He was not hardhearted enough to push her away once again.

When Chen Wanxin opened her eyes, she spotted Lin Wenxi standing not far away. At this moment, she felt that she seemingly didn't need to grab anything or fight for anything. Facing Lin Wenxi, she felt very calm.

The figure of Lin Ziwei in a heavily armed car slowly came into Zhao Yuan's sight. At the same time, he saw the person standing in the near distance was short of breath because of running. It was precisely the person who he had missed for such a long time, which felt like several centuries to him. He had been waiting that he would give him a big hug and kiss him deeply at the end of the game.

"Wenxi... It was you..." Zhao Yuan raced to Lin Wenxi, and it seemed that his eyes were burning.

"I just hope that you will not get yourself killed," Lin Wenxi said.

"Say everything clearly!" Zhao Yuan grabbed Lin Wenxi by his collar.

Lin Wenxi thought that Zhao Yuan was furious, but he could only see a deep sadness in Zhao Yuan's eyes. The sad feeling spewed out, spread, and surrounded him tightly. Lin Wenxi even felt a little afraid.

The field involved prost.i.tution, drugs, and fatal underground boxing. Sometimes, the lives of those boxers were at stake. Before long, Lin Ziwei gave this credit to his colleague, who was in charge of criminal cases. Naturally, this case was examined and dealt with vigorously and effectively by his colleague and the subordinates of him. In the face of so many people, Lin Wenxi could not tell Zhao Yuan that it was his father who caused all of this, so he chose to shut up.

Zhao Yuan grabbed Lin Wenxi's collar brutally. At this time, he wanted badly to tear the person before him into pieces. Zhao Yuan also tried to beat him and even destroy him. However, once he saw Lin Wenxi's unutterable look and the concern on his face that he could not conceal, Zhao Yuan found it was so hard to be angry with him, except feeling sad. Shaking his head, Zhao Yuan let Lin Wenxi go and said while slowly stressing each syllable. "Wenxi, in the future, please don't poke into my affairs, okay?" His voice was gentle and mild, but each of his words sounded b.l.o.o.d.y and as sharp as the blade.

"Does it hurt?" Lin Wenxi murmured his question to Zhao Yuan, who then shook his head and nodded while smiling at him.

"Why?" Lin Wenxi asked again.

Zhao Yuan was silent.

"The war between men has always been a life-or-death struggle. Though I felt worried, I still thought that he had put up quite a good show, and he was such a brave man! If it were you, I'm afraid that you wouldn't know the feeling the pleasure and the sense of accomplishment after winning a life and death match!" Chen Wanxin looked down at Lin Wenxi.

Zhao Yuan walked away and brushed past Lin Wenxi.

Lin Wenxi saw it clear that the tears were sliding down from the corners of Zhao Yuan's eyes. Those tears went across Zhao Yuan's face like a streak of lightning flashed across the still night.

"Zhao Yuan..." Lin Wenxi tried to say something, but he only felt that everything before him went black, and his faces became burning hot.

Chen Wanxin glared at him, and her hand was still trembling. Before Lin Wenxi could react, Chen Wanxin slapped once again in his face, and this slap from her sounded very clear and loud.

"What are you doing..." Lin Wenxi asked, somewhat vaguely. He could not even feel the pain on his face.

Chen Wanxin raised her hand again, but Zhao Yuan griped it. "How dare you?!"

"But, Brother Yuan! The bonus of the match!" Chen Wanxin's tears dropped down again.

Zhao Yuan turned around and walked away.

Lin Wenxi stood still. He thought that he misheard what Zhao Yuan had said. He wanted to catch up him and asked what exactly Zhao Yuan had said just now.

Lin Wenxi never felt that there would be such a moment that Zhao Yuan seemed to leave far away. Lin Wenxi went forward and caught up with him.

Zhao Yuan pushed him away subconsciously.

It was unknown whether it was because Zhao Yuan pushed him too hard or Lin Wenxi was unprepared that Lin Wenxi suddenly hit the iron fences on the sidewalk and fell heavily to the ground. Lin Wenxi gently stroked his cheeks and rubbed his knees softly. He was a little dumbfounded now. Watching Chen Wanxin leaving arm in arm with Zhao Yuan and their backs disappear quickly at the end of the crowd, he was torn apart like the cold air breathed by pedestrians being torn instantly in the boundless dark night.

"Brother Yuan. Are you okay, Brother Yuan?" Chen Wanxin kept asking.

Zhao Yuan suddenly turned around, and he clamped Chen Wanxin's waist firmly with his five fingers. Chen Wanxin felt a sharp pain in the wrist, and her wrist almost became numb.

"You... hurt me..." Chen Wanxin grumbled.

"Chen Wanxin! Why did involve Wenxi in this matter? Who..." Zhao Yuan asked sharply, but he immediately swallowed the two remaining words, "are you," down to his stomach.

"I didn't..." Chen Wanxin argued in a hurry.

Zhao Yuan mercilessly left Chen Wanxin behind.

On the spot, Chen Wanxin gave herself a bitter slap in the face and muttered to herself, "I shouldn't have appeared here. I shouldn't have done that. I took such a redundant action. Zhao Yuan, he is so smart..."

Zhao Yuan thought, "Why would Chen Wanxin tell Wenxi about the things related to the boxing field? She must have known Lin Wenxi's background, and she also knew that Lin Wenxi could stop me! You, all of you treated my father and me like this!"

"Who is Chen Wanxin exactly? Who the h.e.l.l is her..."

Zhao Yuan ran somewhat frantically into the night in the distance, deeper and deeper.