Revenge of the Bullied

Chapter 5: This Wasn't My House.

I opened my eyes in a daze and saw that it was that big-breasted girl named Song Ying. She saw it was me and was shocked: " Damn, what's wrong with you?"

I struggled to roll over and raised my head. Song Ying saw my face covered in blood and screamed again, hurriedly asked again, "Why are you in such a mess? Were you hit?"

My whole body ached so badly that I could hardly speak, so Song Ying left me alone and turned around and went into the ladies' room.

When she came out and saw me still lying on the floor. She looked at me condescendingly and said in disgust, " Well, for God's sake, I'll call the hotel staff for you out of humanity."

After that she walked away without stopping for a moment. A couple of minutes later came two security guards and a lobby manager in a suit, who knew me because I used to dine here with my uncle.

When the lobby manager found out it was me, he shouted and immediately called the hotel reception for an ambulance, then asked me what had happened.

I shook my head weakly, I really didn't have the energy to speak.

That lobby manager said urgently again, "Do you want to inform Mr. Yu?"

That Mr. Yu was my uncle, but the thing was that I committed the incident myself. Uncle was usually busy, recently busy with the European and American side of the business. I did not want to let him worry because of my matter; Moreover, with the uncle's hot temper now, if he knew that I had suffered such a great insult, would definitely abolish Zhang Tian, whose family should not be underestimated. And now was the company's crucial moment could not go wrong.

I shook my head and said no, just take me to the hospital.

I ended up being taken to the hospital by the hotel and had my wounds treated and also had a full body examination, nothing serious just a flesh wound.

I left the hospital after a little rest. The more I thought about it, the more I lost. I immediately decided to take revenge on Zhang Tian. I wanted him to know that I was no longer a cowardly lion.

I laid in bed and stayed up almost all night.

The next morning I checked my face for injuries that were still somewhat visible, so I had to rest at home for the time being.

Around noon I got a call from the reception desk at company, saying that I had been approached by someone named Cheng Shasha, asking if I knew her.

Since the reception desk didn't know who I really was, I wasn't worried about Cheng Shasha knowing about my real identity. I asked the receptionist to give the phone number to Cheng Shasha, and Cheng Shasha asked where I was on the phone and said she wanted to come see me.

The place I lived in wasn't a luxury villa, but it was a single-family garden house. And I wondered if I should let Cheng Shasha come to my house, and what would happen if she found out who I was?

I was quite eager to see her, and dreamed of inviting her, but I had nowhere else to go, so I gave her my address, thinking I would explain it to her then.

Cheng Shasha appeared incredibly surprised to hear where I lived and checked with me to make sure it was correct, and I told her yes.

It took about twenty minutes for Cheng Shasha to find it, and she didn't come empty-handed, carrying a thermos in her hand. She wore a black V-neck sexy dress today, with her hair naturally falling over her shoulders, her white neck, her charming eyes, and her every gesture enchanted me.

I was still so uneasy facing the goddess that I didn't even know where else to put my hands, so I just gestured to the couch and asked her to sit.

When Cheng Shasha entered the house, she looked around and asked me with an incredulous face, "No way! Chen Dong, how do you live in such a nice place?"

Because my classmates' impression of me was that I was a poor loser, it was inevitable that she would be so surprised to see me living in such a nice house.

I thought about it but decided not to tell her who I was yet because I was afraid she'd blame me for not being honest with her the other day and instead blame me for pretending to be a poser in front of her.

Only after a brief thought did I say to her, "You misunderstood, this is not my home, this is my colleague's house, I'm just staying here temporarily and will be moving out in a few days."

Cheng Shasha said, " Well," and didn't ask any more questions. She looked around the room again before she turned her gaze to me and said with an apologetic face:" Chen Dong, I'm really sorry about last night. I let you go to the reunion, but I didn't expect.... ...Zhang Tian he is a son of a b*tch, then I went back to the bathroom to look for you but you're not here, and I don't have your contact information ...... are you in serious trouble now?"

If she didn't tell me, I wouldn't even know that she came back to me later. I was incredibly moved to shake my head and say it was fine, and she then brought up the thermos box to open in front of me, which smelled like chicken soup suddenly came wafting out.

"I cooked you some chicken soup this morning, you must have it or I'll feel bad, last night you were on ...... because of me."

"I'll have it, I'll have it." I smiled and drank a bowl of chicken soup.

Cheng ShaSha stared at me until I finished the entire box of chicken soup and she was satisfied. And this was the first time we'd gotten up close and personal, and I noticed that she wasn't wearing any makeup today, and her light features were even more refined.

She emitted her own girlish fragrance, and for a time it made me a little enthralled and confused. In fact, I couldn't even imagine that it was true that my previous goddess had taken such good care of me.

And that little pendant she still had hanging on her bag and in the most prominent spot.

While seeing me secretly staring at her, Cheng Shasha suddenly laughed, "Can't you just look at me generously? It's not like I won't show you."

When I heard her say that, I couldn't stand it any longer. We were a man and a woman in a room together, and I was an old virgin. How could I hold it any more?

But I was completely afraid to start my next action. It was because of my cowardice and poor self-esteem that I could never hold my head up in front of her.

After a brief silence, Cheng Shasha's attention was suddenly drawn towards the TV cabinet and she stared at it then headed over to it.

I followed suit and was apprehensive when I saw the photo album on top of the TV cabinet, a picture of me with my uncle.

Cheng Shasha really did go for that photo album. She picked it up and looked at it in surprise: "Yah! Isn't that Mr. Yu of Dongyang? Why do you have a picture with him?"

I thumped in my heart and quickly thought back: "It's not strange, many staffs in our company have it. This is the last time I approached Mr. Yu for a photo at an event."

Cheng Shasha smiled again and said, "It seems that Mr. Yu of yours is quite nice."

I just had to nod my head and say okay, so Cheng Shasha said happily again, "Since Mr. Yu is so nice, can you help say a few words when you see him again next time, and let the HR department pass my resume, I really especially want to come to work in Dongyang."

I thought I couldn't tell her so directly that she could report to the HR department, so I told her, " Mr. Yu is a good person, but he doesn't pay any attention to the recruitment, so why don't you go to Dongyang next time, I'm quite familiar with a big brother in the HR department. I'll say something for you."

"Well, thanks for that first."

I shook my head that it was fine and spent the rest of the time with Cheng Sasha chatting about some of the times she'd been in college and some of the things she'd done since graduating, but she didn't say a word about the emotional aspects.

When I saw that pendant on her bag, I was going to ask her why she still had it.

But before the words could be asked, her phone suddenly rang. She took out her phone and saw the caller with a frown on her brow, then hung up, and when the phone rang again. I just accidentally saw the caller. It was Zhang Tian!

This time, Cheng Shasha finally picked up her phone and went to the balcony to answer Zhang Tian's call. At the same time my cell phone rang, and it seemed to me that the caller was my uncle, so I also went to the bathroom and answered the phone.

As soon as I got on the phone, my uncle asked me, " Dong, why didn't you tell me that you were in trouble? Tell uncle who hit you?"