Chapter Eighty-One: Scoundrel and Rogue
What does it mean for great order to follow great chaos? The principle is simple. If Zhuo Nan wants to take control of the underworld in Deqing, merely eliminating Gui Nanchao is far from enough. There are big fish, but even more small fry. The first thing to do is to throw the Deqing underworld into turmoil—the messier, the better. Then, the fiercest, most ruthless, wildest bastard will emerge. The police will take action, and in the name of maintaining social order, they’ll inevitably seek that same wild, ruthless leader to stabilize the situation. Ten years ago, that’s exactly how Gui Nanchao was elevated. Ten years later, as Deqing’s underworld reshuffles, the one at the very top is Long Kun... Yet who would suspect that the true boss is a fifteen-year-old high school student named Zhuo Nan...
A day later, Eastern Swallow found Zhuo Nan. “Zhuo Nan, our master would like to see you...”
He had anticipated this moment, but Zhuo Nan felt not the least bit excited. Standing next to Eastern Swallow were the new bodyguards—the four from the hospital had all died heroically. Zhuo Nan mused that working as a bodyguard for the wealthy was indeed a perilous occupation.
He’d only met Eastern Swallow once, back at the hospital. The situation then had been urgent, and Zhuo Nan hadn’t paid much attention to the woman whom Eastern Zhi Yi called ‘nanny.’ Now, with the dust settled, he could take a closer look—was the nanny truly as nurturing as her title implied?
He sat in the back seat beside Eastern Swallow. One bodyguard played driver, another sat in the passenger seat, keeping a sharp eye on their surroundings. Zhuo Nan cocked his head, gazing lecherously at Eastern Swallow’s chest.
Eastern Swallow sensed Zhuo Nan’s lascivious stare. She was a woman of status and couldn’t confront him directly, so she asked, “Zhuo Nan, what are you looking at?”
Without any shame, Zhuo Nan replied, “I’m looking at your breasts, nanny. I’m just curious if you really have milk…”
The two bodyguards in front stifled their laughter; the driver kept glancing at Eastern Swallow’s chest through the rearview mirror. Though Eastern Swallow had been married for years, since joining the Eastern family she'd been alone, and now being teased by a child left her embarrassed.
She said sharply, “Zhuo Nan, you’d better show some respect…”
Zhuo Nan shrugged it off, growing even more audacious. The key was that Eastern Swallow’s bust was impressively large, and having grown up without a mother’s affection, Zhuo Nan was especially drawn to such maternal allure. “Miss Eastern, why so serious? It’s just a joke…”
“Zhuo Nan, don’t take your jokes too far...” Eastern Swallow glared at him, angry. She had been deeply grateful to Zhuo Nan for twice risking his life to save her lady. The lady had grown up nourished by her milk, so she saw her as her own daughter, and the young man before her had saved her daughter—she should thank him. Moreover, her lady was obviously fond of him. But those two sentences from Zhuo Nan exposed him as a shameless rogue, leaving Eastern Swallow bitterly disappointed.
“Miss Eastern, you’re overreacting. Eastern Zhi Yi calls you nanny; I’m just curious if you really have milk. Why so serious? If that’s the case, let me out—I’m not going.” Zhuo Nan shouted to be let out, leaving Eastern Swallow at a loss. For all his roguishness, the master did indeed wish to see him, and failing in this task would surely anger him.
This was not the moment for Eastern Swallow to appear desperate; instead, she said, “Zhuo Nan, don’t be too presumptuous. The master’s invitation is a tremendous honor. Don’t squander it.”
“Heh...” Zhuo Nan laughed. “You’re just a nanny, after all. What if I refuse to go today?”
Eastern Swallow’s brows furrowed. Zhuo Nan’s words were clearly disrespectful, and any goodwill she’d felt toward him instantly vanished. She signaled the bodyguard in the passenger seat, who promptly drew a gun and pressed it to Zhuo Nan’s head.
Eastern Swallow meant only to intimidate Zhuo Nan, but she was mistaken. Even when facing killers, Zhuo Nan had never flinched, let alone these bodyguards. Smiling at Eastern Swallow, he moved with lightning speed, ducking his head to evade the gun, grabbed the bodyguard’s wrist with his left hand, squeezed hard, and the bodyguard dropped the weapon in pain. Zhuo Nan caught the gun with his right hand and promptly pointed it at Eastern Swallow’s temple.
With a screech of brakes, the car stopped in the middle of the road. Zhuo Nan’s voice was icy: “Keep driving. Go wherever you were going.”
Eastern Swallow’s face turned deathly pale, her tongue stumbling. “Zhuo... Zhuo... Nan, please... calm down…”
Zhuo Nan smiled, leaning close to Eastern Swallow’s ear, whispering, “Don’t be afraid… I won’t do anything to you…” Then he turned to the bodyguard. “Sit still. Remember, don’t reach for a gun unless you’re sure of yourself.” The bodyguard sat upright, eyes fixed ahead, ignoring what happened in the back.
Eastern Swallow’s face was filled with shame. When Zhuo Nan leaned in, he was blatantly teasing her. To be mocked by a teenager—she could hardly bear it. “Zhuo Nan, what do you want from me?”
Zhuo Nan’s expression was indecent, his gaze full of ill intentions. “I don’t want much. Just to see if the nanny really has milk…” He raised his left hand, reaching for the neckline of Eastern Swallow.
“Zhuo Nan, please don’t! I beg you, don’t do this… Miss will be so disappointed in you…” Eastern Swallow pleaded desperately.
Zhuo Nan chuckled. “Her disappointment is none of my concern…” With that, his left hand slipped inside.
“Zhuo Nan, no, please! I could be your mother—can’t you show me a little respect?” Eastern Swallow cried out.
Zhuo Nan shook his head. “I know, you are the nanny—so I have to check.” With that, his hand plunged in, squeezing her. It was indeed large, and there really was milk.
Eastern Swallow closed her eyes in shame. Zhuo Nan was shameless beyond belief. If they were alone and Zhuo Nan made a request, Eastern Swallow, grateful for his saving her lady, might have acquiesced—whatever he wished, she wouldn’t have frowned. But now, before the bodyguards, he was humiliating her, and she couldn’t accept it.
Zhuo Nan withdrew his hand, a milky white residue clinging to his fingers. He licked it, finding it a bit fishy but sweet. Eastern Swallow glared at him. “Are you satisfied now?”
She loathed him, deep in her soul. Zhuo Nan had utterly disappointed her—she couldn’t believe this was the man her lady cared for, had dressed up for today because of him. Eastern Swallow silently resolved, “Even if it costs me my life, I won’t let my lady be with this boy.”
“Ha, satisfied, satisfied. It tastes pretty good. Here, I’ll give your gun back.” Zhuo Nan tossed the gun to the bodyguard in front.
The bodyguard caught the gun and said nothing, eyes fixed ahead. Meanwhile, Zhuo Nan had his super brain erase the memory of the two men in front—what had just happened would never cross their minds again.
Eastern Swallow turned her head to the window, ignoring Zhuo Nan. He didn’t care—he’d gotten what he wanted, tasted the milk, and what could Eastern Swallow possibly do?
When the car arrived at Eastern Kailai Hotel, the bodyguards got out and opened the doors. Eastern Swallow, her face flushed with shame, glanced at the bodyguard, who wondered, “Why is Miss Eastern blushing at me?”
“Zhuo Nan, this way,” Eastern Swallow said coldly, her tone no longer the polite one from earlier.
Zhuo Nan shrugged and followed her into the elevator. The nanny exuded feminine charm, making Zhuo Nan restless. Now alone with her in the elevator, his heart stirred again. He embraced her from behind, his hands quickly climbing to her breasts. Eastern Swallow panicked—this boy was going too far. “Zhuo Nan, let go! If you don’t, I’ll scream…”
The eternal line: “Go ahead, scream—I want you to. It makes me even more excited…”
“Rogue!” Eastern Swallow tried to escape Zhuo Nan, but he held her tightly, his hands crudely roaming. She felt her milk being squeezed out, uncomfortable in the extreme. Thankfully, the elevator soon reached its floor, and Zhuo Nan released her. As soon as it stopped, Eastern Swallow swung her hand to slap him, but Zhuo Nan caught her wrist, dragged her into his arms, and whispered, “Hitting is affection, scolding is love. Looks like you really love me…”
“Let me go, you scoundrel!” Eastern Swallow shouted.
Zhuo Nan teased, “I’ll let you go, but you can’t love me anymore…”
“Who loves you, you filthy rascal… let go!” she cursed.
Zhuo Nan released her, and Eastern Swallow straightened her clothes, walking out of the elevator. Zhuo Nan swaggered behind her. “Hey, your backside isn’t small at all…”
Eastern Swallow wept. Why had she encountered such a rogue today? Master, why did you send me to fetch him? Had I known he was like this, I’d never have gone, not for anything…