Chapter 155 — A Very Sinister Man
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Motherfucker! How sinister! Wu Chengtian's expression turned ugly and awkward all at once, and inwardly he cursed Wei Zhao for being far too devious — earlier, when his hand was being crushed, he had said nothing and looked as though he could bear it! Had he cried out back then, even if Sun Jingyan knew Wu Chengtian had cheated, she could not help but mark Wei Zhao down a little: what kind of man so weak would he be, how could he protect his woman? At the least bit of pain, hollering and shouting — how could a woman entrust her whole life to that?
But Wei Zhao had not. He had borne it naturally enough at the time — and now, suddenly, he brought it up again. This was plainly revenge! Yet Wu Chengtian could do nothing about it. The second handshake had also been his own doing first, and the man had taken one loss from Wei Zhao already and swallowed it in silence; to take another loss, anyone with half a brain would simply refuse, then add a jab or two of sarcasm — perfectly normal!
And so, although Wei Zhao had exposed what he had done, he had done it by way of the second handshake — without the slightest hint of deliberately tattling.
"Mr. Lin jests. My grip may be a little strong... it's a habit of mine, and for a moment I forgot to hold back when shaking hands with an ordinary person..." Wu Chengtian's meaning was plain enough: Wei Zhao, you are merely an ordinary man — you are not fit to be with Sun Jingyan at all.
"Oh, so that's how it is!" Wei Zhao nodded. "It seems I misunderstood Mr. Wu. To show my apologies, I've decided to shake your hand one more time!"
And with that, Wei Zhao reached out first.
"Hm?" Wu Chengtian was slightly startled. He had not expected Wei Zhao to agree to another handshake — what kind of game was this? But whatever the game, Wei Zhao had gone this far, and he could not lose face either, so he reached out as well and clasped hands with Wei Zhao.
"Awoo—" An incomparable crushing pressure surged through Wu Chengtian's hand! Looking at Wei Zhao's smiling face, Wu Chengtian knew he had just been paid back in full by this brat!
Caught completely off guard, Wu Chengtian had his hand squeezed by Wei Zhao, and he let out an involuntary cry of alarm.
His hands had not been in this much pain in years, and that was precisely why Wu Chengtian had cried out! Of course, he did not think that far into it. He blamed the agony entirely on Wei Zhao's surprise counterattack -- a move that had caught him unawares and left his hand aching so fiercely.
He never stopped to consider: could any ordinary man, no matter how hard he squeezed, have hurt him like this?
But fury had already swept away Wu Chengtian's reason! He could not believe that he, the proud heir of the Wu family's Iron Hands, had been seized by some nameless boy. It was an unspeakable humiliation!
Just as Wu Chengtian was about to strike back, Wei Zhao had already released his hand and was regarding him with a look of genuine puzzlement. "What? Did I hurt you? I didn't even use any force!"
Sun Jingyan cast a contemptuous glance at Wu Chengtian. What is this supposed to mean? Wei Zhao says you squeezed his hand and hurt him, and you cry out as though Wei Zhao has just squeezed yours? Were you hoping I would believe that?
But who would buy it? The Wu family's Iron Hands, wounded by an ordinary man? Sun Jingyan didn't believe a word of it. She was growing ever more convinced that Wu Chengtian was thoroughly hypocritical. Back when they had not spent much time together, she had thought him courteous and proper, treating him like an older brother. But ever since he had begun pursuing her, everything about him rubbed her the wrong way.
Damn it! Wu Chengtian would have loved nothing more than to slap Wei Zhao across the face and beat the living daylights out of him. This kid was far too underhanded!