Yin Fusheng

Chapter 379 - 379 368 What Was Meant to Come Has Come


379: Chapter 368: What Was Meant to Come Has Come 379: Chapter 368: What Was Meant to Come Has Come Today was the day to take Li Yueyue and Liu Ran to register at Sunnan University, and of course, Song Yun had to accompany them.


Given the current chaotic situation, Song Yun did not want any trouble at this time.


Sunnan University ranked among the top three universities in the south, not only because of its strong teaching faculty but also because of its excellent student accommodations and food.


It should be said that Mr.


Li really went out of his way to get Li Yueyue and Liu Ran admitted.


After breakfast, Song Yun drove Li Yueyue and Liu Ran to the university.


But, as they arrived at the entrance, they were stopped, and Song Yun sneered inwardly, thinking that what was expected had finally come.


The person blocking his car was a woman, attractive and scantily clad.


Looking at her standing in front of his car, Song Yun rolled down the window and said, “Sweetheart, would you mind moving aside?”


“Get out of the car and come meet the boss with me,” the woman demanded, her voice icy cold despite her provocative appearance, as if Song Yun owed her five million.


Song Yun usually didn’t quarrel with women because, right or wrong, getting entangled with a woman meant ending up on the losing side.


“I’m sorry, I don’t know who your boss is.


Moreover, he’s your boss, not mine.


Please clear the way, I’m about to be late,” Song Yun said, seemingly in a hurry but leisurely lighting a cigarette.


The woman looked at Song Yun with angry eyes.


She didn’t understand why this man acted so arrogantly in her presence; he was just another gang leader.


She’s seen plenty of those, all obsequious and sleazy.


“Bang~”


The woman, wearing high heels, kicked Song Yun’s car.


This infuriated Song Yun; damn it, he hadn’t provoked or bothered her, yet this girl resorted to violence just like that.


However, the woman misunderstood the situation, thinking she could leave a mark with a light kick on an ordinary car.


But since Qingluan had gone to town on it, Song Yun’s car had transformed from a sedan into a small armored vehicle.


Of course, the car had neither a rocket launcher nor a machine gun, but the outer shell was entirely made of military-grade materials.


Even a few hundred kicks wouldn’t make a dent.


Sure enough, after kicking the car, the woman suddenly felt an extraordinary pain in her toes.


Upon removing her high heel, she saw her big toe was swollen red.


This wouldn’t do; she was a favored lady in front of her boss, someone who was greeted respectfully as ‘sister’—and here she was being bullied.


The more she thought about it, the angrier she got.


Holding the high heel in her right hand, she angrily scraped the front of Song Yun’s car.


Song Yun flicked out the almost-finished cigarette and said, “You’ve scratched the front of my car.


I’ll remember this, and you’ll pay a hefty price to make it right.”


“With just you?” the woman scoffed, then continued to use her heel—once, twice, three times until Song Yun’s car front was scratched before she stopped.


Why are today’s women so foolish?


Just because she’s a woman favored by their boss doesn’t mean she can act all high and mighty.


Despite his high status, Song Yun had to tread carefully—really, he couldn’t understand what these women thought.


“What now?


You scratched my car front, but I still need to go inside.


Your boss can go to hell,” Song Yun said coldly.


The woman seemed on the verge of erupting like a volcano, her chest heaving rapidly, her bust bouncing, providing quite the show for many passing students.


It seemed like this woman might start making a scene, but instead, she suddenly lay down in front of Song Yun’s car, blocking his path.


“If you don’t come with me to see the boss, you’ll have to drive over me.”


“Damn it, who gave you the guts to talk to me like this?” Song Yun lost his temper; he wasn’t her father, why should he indulge her?


He restarted the car, put it in gear, and looked set to charge forward.


Just then, at this critical moment, a woman burst out of a nearby military Humvee.


She wore the same dress and had the same face, but with a very different demeanor.


She quickly ran up and pulled the obstinate woman away, bowing and apologizing to Song Yun, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, this is my sister; it was wrong of her to cause you so much trouble.”


“Sister, why are you apologizing to this bastard?” the woman complained.


“Shut up.”


These two were clearly twins; the one who had been making a scene was the younger sister, and the one apologizing was the older sister.


After being entangled by this woman, Song Yun had been looking around continuously because the party he was expecting hadn’t appeared in sight.


After scanning for a while, he finally directed his gaze towards a Humvee.


That Humvee was very new, as if just driven out of a dealership, but what raised Song Yun’s suspicions wasn’t just that—it had been modified; the car windows had been tampered with.


They didn’t function like ordinary car windows that move up and down but parted from the middle into two.


Seeing the inconspicuous seam, Song Yun knew someone inside was watching outside.


“Are you done with your act?


If so, get away from my car,” Song Yun scornfully laughed.


“Our boss really wants to meet Mr.


Song, we hope you’ll come with us,” the older sister pleaded.


“Who knows who your boss is; what if it turns out to be someone who wants to kill me?


Wouldn’t I be dying unjustly?” Song Yun replied cheekily.


“That’s right, why should we go with you, who are you people anyway?” Li Yueyue was obviously displeased looking at the two women flaunting themselves, heavily made-up like two sly foxes, not sleeping at home during the day but out seducing men.


“Heh, you definitely know our boss’s name.


We came here looking to make peace, not war.”


“It’s just Long Tiantian, no need to make it sound so mysterious,” Song Yun snapped, “Now clear the way, I’ll talk after dropping them off.”


“Okay.”


The older sister was quite perceptive, pulling her reluctant sister aside to clear the path.


As Song Yun drove past, the younger sister stomped her foot and pouted, “Sister, why did you apologize to him?


He’s just a brat; I could crush him with one finger.”


“Shut up, do you want to make even more trouble?


Right now our boss is under huge pressure, and the person you just insulted happens to be Song Yun, the hottest figure in Sunan Province, and the Shura Alliance now has the resources to contest with major organizations; we simply can’t fight them.”