Chapter 358 — This Is Just Too Vile
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"What do you think?" An Liwen wiped the blood from his face and said darkly, "Want to see my ID?"
"No need. Since you say so, I'll believe it! Let me introduce myself — my name is Li Cihua." Li Cihua waved a hand, and the two bodyguards helped An Liwen and Su Taizao to their feet.
"I don't give a damn who you are! Cihua, Erjitijiao, Dashenpao — whatever the hell your name is, you dared hit me, so just you wait to have your house ransacked tomorrow!" Su Taizao bellowed, clawing the air wildly.
"Taizao, quiet down!" Hearing the name Li Cihua, An Liwen immediately frowned and looked up at him. Sure enough, he closely resembled the Li Cihua he had seen in the files — except that this Li Cihua's nose was now broken. "You're Brother Cihua?"
"Yes, I am Li Cihua." Li Cihua nodded. "Young Master Wen, might this be a misunderstanding? You asked to meet me at the nightclub on the fifth floor here at nine tonight — so why did you come to my private room ahead of time?"
"I... I invited a friend here for dinner... He said he'd taken a fancy to these two girls. Eh? Where is he?" An Liwen turned his head, only to find that Wei Zhao had long since vanished without a trace...
What a misunderstanding this had turned out to be — the man in the private room was none other than Li Cihua! Which meant this beating had likely been for nothing. Earlier, An Liwen had been seething inwardly, vowing that once he stepped out of this room he would summon his people and make sure no one inside got off easy! Hauling them off to have their kidneys cut out would have been too good for them!
But now he had no choice but to swallow this humiliation and choke it down.
"Inviting friends over for a meal?" Li Cihua's brow furrowed slightly. "Then who was it that threw that wine bottle in here?"
"It was that friend of mine..." An Liwen trailed off, then suddenly called out twice toward the corridor: "Wei Zhao? Wei Zhao?"
"Wei Zhao? The friend you invited is named Wei Zhao?" Li Cihua's pupils contracted sharply. "You're saying it was Wei Zhao who threw the bottle in?"
"What — Cihua, you know Wei Zhao?" From Li Cihua's tone, An Liwen gathered that he seemed to know the man.
"Know him? How could I not know him?" Li Cihua gave a cold laugh. "More than know him — he's a sworn enemy of mine! Young Master Wen, one thing's certain: that Wei Zhao played you."
At these words, An Liwen's face darkened and he sank into thought. He was no fool; piecing together the oddities from beginning to end, he arrived at a conclusion at once.
Wei Zhao had done it on purpose. He must have known Li Cihua was in this private room, and known all along that Xuexue and Huahua, that pair of top-tier girls, were here too — which was why he had deliberately requested the two of them, then used An Liwen and Su Taizao as his cat's-paws, delivering them straight to Li Cihua's door.
And in the end, a single wine bottle had been enough to set the powder keg off. While the two of them marched in like idiots to demand their people back, Wei Zhao had slipped away.
"Damn him!" An Liwen gnashed his teeth in fury. This time he truly had been played by Wei Zhao! The brat was simply too vicious. If An Liwen's guess was right, Wei Zhao had never had any real intention of calling for girls in the first place — he had merely stepped out to the restroom, caught sight of Li Cihua with Xuexue and Huahua, and on the spur of the moment cooked up this dirty little scheme.