novelinnhs Chapter 35: The whole internet applauded: Although he's violent, he's handsome!
Chapter 35: The whole internet applauded: Although he's violent, he's handsome!
"Give me the money?"
Zhao Tai was so angry he laughed.
He, the dignified second young master of the Zhao family, was publicly thrown over the shoulder, losing all face. His internal organs felt like they had been displaced and he was in pain. How dare this bastard ask him for the chair?
"Lin Zhou! Are you out of your mind because you're broke?"
Zhao Tai scrambled to his feet, his once-crisp white suit now stained with dirt and grass clippings, a gaping rip in the back making him look comical and ridiculous. He wiped the blood from his nose, his eyes burning with a venomous glint.
"Fine! You want money, right? I'll give it to you! But let me tell you, this isn't over yet! My legal team is on their way, and you can expect to rot in jail!"
He roared as he pulled out his checkbook, his hands trembling so much he almost dropped the pen.
"A legal team?"
Before Lin Zhou could speak, director Yan Min, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, finally strolled over.
Director Yan held a megaphone in his hand, his face bearing that signature, enigmatic smile, like a spectator who had just finished watching a good show, completely unfazed.
"Young Master Zhao, I'm afraid this won't work."
Yan Min pointed to the ring of high-definition cameras flashing red lights around him, his tone so sincere it was almost irritating:
"This is a live broadcast across the entire internet, with millions of people watching online. You were the one who struck first, and you were also the one who verbally insulted Mr. Lin Zhou first. Legally speaking, Mr. Lin Zhou's actions constitute standard self-defense."
"As for the injury you mentioned..." Yan Min shrugged. "Our production team signed a waiver before entering the village. Any conflict not arranged by the production team will be the sole responsibility of the individual. If you really want to sue, our legal department is ready to assist you anytime. However, if the surveillance footage is leaked, it might not be good for Young Master Zhao's reputation."
This is blatant bias.
Just kidding, Lin Zhou is now a guarantee of high ratings. This "protecting his wife and fighting back" plot has directly boosted the popularity to the sky. How could Yan Min let outsiders cut down this cash cow?
"You—! Yan Min, how dare you protect him?"
Zhao Tai was so angry that he trembled all over. He pointed at Yan Min's nose, but couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.
Although he was arrogant, he wasn't stupid.
If it really goes to court, even if he can settle it with money, once the news of "rich second generation bullying others and getting beaten up" is confirmed, his father could break his legs.
"Fine! You guys win!"
Zhao Tai gritted his teeth, quickly wrote down a check, crumpled it up, and threw it hard at Lin Zhou's face.
"One hundred thousand! That's enough to buy your whole family's lives! Use it to buy coffins!"
A crumpled piece of paper flew by.
Lin Zhou didn't even lift his eyelids; he gently pinched the crumpled paper between two fingers and caught it steadily.
His movements were graceful and fluid.
"Thanks, Young Master Zhao."
Lin Zhou unfolded the check, glanced at it, then flicked it against the sunlight, producing a crisp sound. A radiant smile bloomed on his face.
"I've long heard that Young Master Zhao is a generous spender, and it certainly lives up to his reputation. Paying 100,000 for a broken chair, wow, what a character, what a magnanimous spirit, no wonder he's a big shot from the capital."
His smug, self-satisfied act was even more off-putting than the previous over-the-shoulder throw.
The chat room was completely in a frenzy, with dense text appearing so fast that even afterimages were barely visible.
"Hahaha! Shrimp and pork heart! Brother Lin, you really know how to annoy people!"
"That was so cool! The way he took the check just now is textbook material! This isn't some gigolo, he's clearly a hidden master!"
"Although hitting someone is wrong, why do I feel so good watching it? This kind of show-off should be dealt with like this!"
"Even I, a guy, am becoming a fan! A fiercely protective husband with maximum fighting skills—who can resist this character? Goddess Su has truly struck gold!"
"Hey upstairs, who just called Lin Zhou trash? Come out and take your beating! That slam blew Young Master Zhao's soul out of him!"
At this moment, public opinion underwent a dramatic reversal.
Those who had previously criticized Lin Zhou for being a kept man and incompetent were now all silent. In this era that glorifies strength and protects its own, the surge of hormones Lin Zhou had just unleashed was enough to overshadow all his "flaws."
What? You're saying he has no money?
So what if I'm broke! Even if I'm broke, I can still beat a billionaire rich kid to a pulp! Even if I'm broke, I can still take on a thug for my wife!
That's what a real man is!
Looking at Lin Zhou's grinning face, Zhao Tai felt a surge of blood rushing to his chest, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
He lost.
We lost completely.
Not only did he fail to impress the goddess, he became a laughing stock on the internet, and even received 100,000 yuan from her!
"Lin Zhou, don't get too cocky."
Zhao Tai took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart. He straightened his tattered collar, trying his best to maintain the last shred of so-called "aristocratic dignity," and stared at Lin Zhou with a sinister gaze:
"You think you're so great just because you can fight? This is a society governed by law, not a barbaric era where might makes right!"
"A barbarian like you who only knows how to resort to violence doesn't deserve to stand by Qingge's side! Besides causing her trouble and dragging her into a media storm, what else can you give her?"
Zhao Taiyue felt increasingly justified, and his voice rose again, attempting to regain the moral high ground:
"Qingge is an artist, a superstar! What she needs is someone who can protect her in this industry, not a thug who only knows how to hit people!"
"You violent trash, you'll ruin her sooner or later!"
These words, though harsh, did indeed strike a nerve with many people.
After all, in the entertainment industry, reputation is paramount. Having a "violent" husband is definitely a ticking time bomb for Su Qingge's career.
The atmosphere at the scene momentarily froze.
Lin Zhou's smile faded slightly.
He didn't care what others said about him—whether they called him a gigolo or a good-for-nothing, he didn't care. But Zhao Taiqian shouldn't have used Su Qingge's career to threaten him.
Just as Lin Zhou narrowed his eyes, preparing to give this reckless rich kid another "deep lesson,"
A crisp sound of high heels suddenly broke the deadlock.
"Da, da, da."
The voice was not loud, but it was unusually firm.
Su Qingge, who had been standing silently to the side, suddenly moved.
She walked expressionlessly through the crowd and stepped up to Lin Zhou.
Then, to everyone's astonishment, she turned around, opened her arms, and stood firmly in front of Lin Zhou in an absolutely protective posture.
That slender figure appeared incredibly tall at that moment.
She raised her head, her eyes, which usually held a hint of aloofness, now burning with fire as she stared directly at the furious Zhao Tai opposite her. Her voice was cold and resolute:
"Zhao Tai, how long are you going to keep causing trouble?"