RMM -Chapter 330 You Can’t Go Easy on Someone Looking for Death

Ever since Feng Weijia came out with He Wen and Su Ruo, he had been somewhat distracted. But no matter how long he waited, he still didn’t see the three of them return.

At first, it was fine, but as time dragged on, he grew restless. Why weren’t they back yet? Could something have happened?

But in Mu You, with Su Ruo there, what could possibly go wrong?

Even though he thought that, Feng Weijia couldn’t sit still waiting any longer. He decided to go out and check, finding an excuse to slip away.

He hadn’t gone far when he heard a commotion. Feng Weijia raised an eyebrow. Could it really be those three women?

Before he even reached the scene, he heard Su Ruo’s voice. A smile tugged at his lips—sure enough, these ladies were making a ruckus again.

But when he heard exactly what Su Ruo said, his expression completely changed. It was as if ice had formed around him, and his aura instantly turned sharp and chilling.

Hit He Wen? Open a hotel room?

Damn it! Looking for death? Let’s see if I don’t ruin you today!

Feng Weijia’s anger surged, and he quickly strode forward.

“My meaning is, first, chop off his hand.”

Feng Weijia’s voice was dark and menacing, filled with an unmistakable sense of resolve. Hearing this, Liu Ge shivered, a chill running straight to his heart.

Though he hadn’t seen the man yet, he recognized the voice—it was him!

Liu Ge immediately regretted everything. Damn it, why was his luck so bad today? Running into three women who were obviously not easy to provoke, and now this man showed up too. Listening to him…

Cold sweat poured down Liu Ge’s face. Who exactly were these women?

He Wen was also surprised to hear Feng Weijia’s voice. How had this man gotten here?

“Why are you here?”

He Wen’s tone was blunt and unbothered, showing no awareness of the darkness behind Feng Weijia’s words.

Su Ruo ignored Feng Weijia as well; with He Wen there, she didn’t need to pay him any attention. She continued watching Liu Ge with a cold smile.

“Old man, how do you want to settle this debt? Should I really chop off your hand?”

Liu Ge trembled again. If only Su Ruo had said that, he might not have been so afraid. She was just a woman, after all—even with some backing, she wouldn’t really chop off his hand. But when Feng Weijia had said it first, fear was unavoidable.

He remembered seeing Feng Weijia once at a banquet when Liang Bo’an was still around. In B City’s business world, these two men were top talents, feared for their intelligence, family background, and ruthless methods. Anyone who knew even a little about them dared not offend them.

Their prominent family backgrounds alone were intimidating, but their business acumen was extraordinary as well. In just a few years, they had built remarkable achievements. However, the real reason people feared them wasn’t just their wealth or intellect—it was their style of action: ruthless and relentless. Anyone who offended them without thinking wouldn’t end well.

Liu Ge had been shocked when he heard stories at that banquet. Those two seemed kind and gentle—yet they were smiling tigers.

People nearby had laughed and shaken their heads: “Smiling tigers? No, they’re two venomous snakes. One is calm and deadly; the other, Feng Weijia, has no tolerance for pretense. Offend him, and you won’t wait until later—he’ll deal with it on the spot. These noble sons are unpredictable; one wrong move, and they’ll swallow you whole.”

After that, Liu Ge gave up trying to cozy up to them. Better to keep distance.

From then on, he avoided contact with Liang Bo’an and Feng Weijia. He never expected today he would actually run into Feng Weijia—and clearly, he was truly angry.

Remembering Feng Weijia’s cold, merciless words made Liu Ge shiver once again.

“Miss, I was wrong just now. I didn’t recognize your status, I was only joking. Please don’t take it seriously. I’m truly sorry!”

Liu Ge’s face went pale as he repeatedly apologized to Su Ruo. His hands trembled at his sides, revealing his intense fear.

Su Ruo raised an elegant brow. Just earlier, Yang Yu appeared, and that old man hadn’t reacted like this. But now… it seemed he recognized Feng Weijia. Whatever Feng Weijia had done, it clearly terrified him.

Su Ruo glanced at Feng Weijia with teasing intent. Feng Weijia was speaking to He Wen; with a shrug, he indicated he didn’t know what was going on.

Liu Ge recognized Feng Weijia, but Feng Weijia didn’t know him. No matter why he was so scared, there was no hope for him today.

“You have guts, old man—hitting my people and even trying to book a room? What, do you think your lower half is unnecessary?”

Feng Weijia’s gentle demeanor toward He Wen was gone. His face darkened as he looked at Liu Ge. His voice, though measured, struck Liu Ge like thunder.

“No, Mr. Feng, please hear me out! I was only joking just now—it’s all this woman’s doing,” Liu Ge pointed at Zhao Nuanxun, who was frozen on the ground. “She provoked me. I had no intention of harming these ladies, really!”

Cold sweat drenched his forehead. What rotten luck he had today! He should never have paid attention to Zhao Nuanxun, that wretched woman—the jinx!

“Cut the nonsense. Don’t force me to pull out your tongue.”

Feng Weijia didn’t want to hear another word. His face gleamed with cold light, his tone deadly.

Liu Ge immediately went silent, his eyes wide with panic.

Su Ruo smiled and raised a brow. She had guessed why the old man reacted so dramatically—Feng Weijia was ruthless and merciless.

“Hmph. Didn’t expect Feng Weijia, always joking around, also had some skills. Fine, leave this old man to you. Take good care of him.”

He Wen didn’t mind Feng Weijia’s words at all. She smiled brightly, clearly approving.

For He Wen, the simplest way to judge right and wrong was loyalty. Anyone on her side was right; anyone against her or her people was wrong. Period.

Liu Ge had thoroughly angered He Wen. She had been thinking about how to deal with him, and Feng Weijia’s arrival, clearly capable, made it easy—this old rogue was his problem now.

Unconsciously, He Wen had categorized Feng Weijia as “one of us.” With her protective nature, even if Feng Weijia went overboard, she wouldn’t notice.

Feng Weijia understood and was secretly pleased. This was his wife—so adorable.

Liu Ge, realizing his fate was sealed, pleaded without care for Feng Weijia’s wrath.

“Mr. Feng, please spare me this time. I swear I’ll never do it again. Please…”

Feng Weijia’s face darkened. Ignoring the black-clad men who weren’t his, he commanded, “Seal his mouth. Then, tie him up along with these people. I’ll send someone over shortly.”

Yang Yu looked to Su Ruo. Even knowing Feng Weijia’s background, he understood that Feng Weijia had little patience for others. But he wasn’t their boss, and their real boss was here.

Su Ruo was pleased with Yang Yu’s response—smart subordinate.

“Do as Mr. Feng says,” Su Ruo nodded.

Liu Ge struggled as he was dragged away, his face full of panic, but the black-clad men held him tight.

In no time, the corridor was quiet again.

“All right, Manager Yang, you can get back to work. Nothing for you here.”

Su Ruo smiled, speaking to Yang Yu. Unlike her, she wasn’t the type to just delegate and abandon work.

After Yang Yu left, only Su Ruo, Duan Wei, He Wen, Feng Weijia, and Zhao Nuanxun on the floor remained.

“Duan Wei, hurry and ask her anything you want while she still has breath left.”

Su Ruo said calmly. Zhao Nuanxun hadn’t expected such a sudden twist. She thought Liu Ge would help her get revenge, but instead, he had been dragged away. The image of him being taken terrified her.

She froze, too afraid to move, fearing she might be dragged away like Liu Ge if she made any sudden move.

“There’s nothing more to ask.”

Duan Wei stared at Zhao Nuanxun for a long time, expressionless, her eyes hard to read.

Su Ruo was slightly worried. She hoped Duan Wei wasn’t still thinking about Mo Qi. If she was… that would be bad.

Su Ruo hadn’t forgotten Zhao Nuanxun’s earlier words—she claimed she didn’t love Mo Qi and was looking outside for men to cheat with. Duan Wei might still be influenced.

After being pulled out of Mo Qi’s quagmire by Lu Yue, she shouldn’t fall back in.

“What are you thinking, Duan Wei?”

Su Ruo asked softly. If she still harbored such thoughts, it would be unfair to Lu Yue.

He Wen finally noticed too, no longer paying attention to Feng Weijia, frowning as she looked at Duan Wei, who kept her head down, lost in thought.

“Duan Wei, if you dare think anything reckless, I will be the first to oppose it! You can’t treat Lu Yue like that!”