Chapter Sixty-Four: So This Is the Style You Like

In the streaming room, the viewers were thoroughly amazed by Bai Qingming’s back-and-forth maneuvers. Meanwhile, Brother Wang, accompanied by the girl he had just charmed, was heading toward the bar’s entrance, her arm tightly linked with his. Along the way, the two whispered continuously, and bits of conversation could be overheard: splits, fire and ice, the dragon twist, discomfort with protection—words that left those nearby baffled. Though curiosity simmered, no one dared to ask.

Just then, a young man strode in from outside, blocking Brother Wang’s path. Instantly, the atmosphere grew tense. The girl, who had been clinging to Brother Wang’s arm, panicked and let go abruptly.

“Darling, why are you here?” she blurted out, flustered.

Indeed, the man before her was her boyfriend.

Brother Wang was stunned. “Who is he?” he asked.

The young man glared at Brother Wang, his eyes nearly ablaze. “Who are you?”

“Darling, let me explain—” the girl pleaded anxiously.

But the young man wasn’t listening. He swung his fist at Brother Wang.

Naturally, anyone would be furious in such a situation. However, Brother Wang was a retired boxing champion, someone who, alongside Bai Qingming, had subdued three murderers. Before the punch could reach him, Brother Wang kicked the man, sending him tumbling.

“Time to beat up the mistress, now this is a show,” someone remarked.

“Beating up the mistress? This is clearly catching a cheater,” another retorted.

“No, you’re all wrong,” a third chimed in. “I watched the whole thing from the side. The girl’s here for business, and these two men fought over her.”

The surrounding crowd buzzed with speculation.

The commotion at the entrance quickly drew a throng of bar patrons eager to watch.

Bai Qingming swore he wasn’t usually one for drama. He had only put down his glass and gone over because his viewers kept urging him. It definitely wasn’t because they claimed that, in such scenes, the mistress’s clothes always end up stripped.

Yet when Bai Qingming finally squeezed to the front and got a good look at the young man sprawled on the floor, he paused in surprise.

Some viewers recognized something too.

“This guy looks familiar.”

“No way, you recognize him? Don’t tell me you’ve seen his videos—maybe you just can’t recognize him when he’s clothed?”

“Don’t mess around. I’m serious. I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere.”

“Me too, I have that feeling.”

“I remember now—that’s the pathetic bootlicker from before!”

“Which bootlicker? Someone explain.”

“He was dumped because of dowry money, pretended to be a hidden rich kid, but he’s just a shameless bootlicker. After his girlfriend got in the car with the spiritual leader, he handed her a condom and told her not to forget it.”

“Damn, it really is him!”

“Later, the bachelor mentor tricked the girl into getting out of the car in the wilderness and then drove off. I was so pissed—I even had tissues ready. Forget it, I need to go study.”

“Bro, take care of yourself. A little is fine, too much is unhealthy.”

“Good brother, could I borrow a word?”

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The viewers’ banter quickly turned wild.

After glancing at the comments, Bai Qingming remembered who the guy was. He looked again at the scene before him.

Bai Qingming pretty much understood what was happening. The man had clearly come prepared. Clearly, the girl had done this before—Brother Wang just happened to cross her path this time.

At that moment, Bai Qingming felt immense sympathy for the guy.

What a miserable fate.

He got cheated on while being a bootlicker, then, even after moving on and finding another girl, still couldn’t escape betrayal.

Meanwhile, seeing the crowd grow, the girl beside Brother Wang suddenly seemed to transform. Her panic vanished, and she once again hooked her arm through Brother Wang’s.

“Let’s break up, Ye Chen. We’re finished,” she declared, looking down on her boyfriend—the infamous bootlicker.

Hearing the name, Bai Qingming was astonished.

Ye Chen?

That’s quite a name.

All the protagonists in novels seem to be called Ye Chen.

In Bai Qingming’s mind, anyone daring to go by Ye Chen was not to be trifled with. The impressive ones are immortal lords reborn from another world; the ordinary ones are heirs to hidden families.

Wait, he himself was a transmigrator with a system—a protagonist through and through.

Thinking this, Bai Qingming relaxed.

Honestly, just learning the guy’s name had startled him, but on reflection, it couldn’t be that absurd.

Just then, the bootlicker named Ye Chen struggled to his feet.

Everyone expected him to attack Brother Wang again, but to everyone’s surprise, he changed completely and pleaded, “Darling, I was wrong. Can you give me another chance?”

The crowd fell silent.

Bai Qingming was speechless.

Was he really back to bootlicking?

He was utterly convinced.

Is this guy sick or what?

Is it so hard to be a decent person?

Is bootlicking an addiction?

Does he feel unwell if he doesn’t do it for a day?

He really deserves to be cheated on.

The viewers in the streaming room were about to explode with rage.

Honestly, if it weren’t for the risk of the stream being banned for violence, Bai Qingming would have wanted to slap the guy himself.

Yet, at this moment, the bootlicker, though innocent, still admitted fault.

Brother Wang finally reacted.

Though not well-educated, even he could tell right from wrong here.

Without hesitation, he pulled his hand free and slapped the girl twice.

“Damn it, I’ve never seen someone so shameless!”

The sudden blows left the girl stunned.

Seeing this, the bootlicker Ye Chen suddenly became frantic, rushing over to protect his goddess.

Brother Wang, now enraged, pinned Ye Chen to the ground.

He had been having a good day, learned a new technique for picking up girls from Bai Qingming, but then ran into this mess.

He was so disgusted he nearly threw up last night’s dinner.

With things escalating, Bai Qingming was about to intervene.

At that moment, the girl, still dazed from Brother Wang’s slap, rubbed her face and once again latched onto Brother Wang’s arm.

Brother Wang was taken aback. He turned to see her looking at him with coy bashfulness.

“Naughty, so you like it rough? I know a prison-themed hotel—let’s go there and have some fun.”

Bai Qingming: “???”

The viewers: “???”

The crowd: “???”