Chapter 16: Even if I Repeat the Same Mistakes

The male manager was now utterly furious. If something were to happen to this Young Master Wu here, his boss would definitely hold him accountable, and his position as manager would certainly be lost.

"You, you guys, go up there and tie these two up! Wait for Young Master Jiang to arrive and let him handle it. Hurry up!" the male manager ordered the security guards.

The bodyguards took up defensive stances. Seeing the two men's bulging muscles and massive frames, the security guards immediately felt a sense of trepidation.

"Go on, what are you cowards afraid of? A bunch of useless trash! If something happens to Young Master Wu and Young Master Jiang comes looking for someone to settle the score, you won't be able to run away either," the male manager barked, his frustration mounting as he saw them hesitating. Hearing this, the security guards had no choice but to step forward.

Manager Song had been at Nyx longer than the male manager and understood the boss better, which was why she had dared to threaten Young Master Wu earlier. Seeing the situation escalate, she stepped in to stop them: "Don't lay a hand on them! I will explain to Young Master Jiang when he arrives. It was Young Master Wu who acted dishonorably and attacked the customers first."

The male manager inherently looked down on women. Hearing this, he frowned and said, "What do you know? Would Young Master Jiang really turn against the Wu family over a woman?"

"You!" Just as Manager Song was about to retort, several people approached from the end of the corridor.

The person leading the way said indifferently, "What's all this noise about?"

Everyone turned their heads in unison. The man at the front was none other than Jiang Jibai, the owner of Nyx.

Zhou Yinhé followed lazily behind him. Lifting his eyes to see the chaotic crowd, he withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

Because Wen Ling was hidden behind two bodyguards who stood like massive mountains, Zhou Yinhé didn't see her at all.

"Young Master," the male manager stepped forward, pointing at the two bodyguards. "These two hit Young Master Wu."

Jiang Jibai frowned slightly. His gaze swept over Young Master Wu, who was lying on the ground covering his mouth and whimpering, unable to speak, and then shifted to the two bodyguards. He asked coldly, "Whose men are you?"

Manager Song took a step forward to explain, "Young Master, Young Master Wu tried to forcibly take the customers into a private room, so they were hit by the customers' bodyguards."

Jiang Jibai was very familiar with these frequent playboy young masters and naturally knew Young Master Wu's temperament. He instructed the security to help Young Master Wu up. Young Master Wu said with difficulty, "Brother Jiang, you have to get justice for me."

Seeing him in such a state, Jiang Jibai could not hide his disgust. He glanced sideways at the woman whose face was half-hidden behind the bodyguards, feeling that she looked somewhat familiar.

At that moment, Wen Ling seemed unable to stand. Leaning against a bodyguard, she let out a dry heave, her body swaying just enough to reveal her face to everyone.

Jiang Jibai froze slightly upon seeing her. "Wen Ling?"

Zhou Yinhé snapped his head up, staring straight at Wen Ling, and Qi Zhan was also somewhat stunned.

Manager Song had reached her current position not just because of her silver tongue, but also because she was highly skilled at reading people. Seeing that the expressions of the young masters were all off, she continued, "It was this customer. I couldn't stop Young Master Wu; fortunately, the customer had bodyguards with them, otherwise something definitely would have happened."

Wen Ling slowly lifted her eyelids. Seeing Zhou Yinhé watching her from not far away, waves of grievance surged within her, forcing the tears she had held back all night to suddenly slide down her cheeks.

She pushed the bodyguard away directly and stumbled forward, throwing herself into Zhou Yinhé's arms. Zhou Yinhé instinctively caught her by the waist, hearing her murmur, "How could you stand me up?"

Manager Song lowered her eyes, realizing that this beautiful young girl would certainly be fine, and breathed a sigh of relief. In contrast, the male manager's heart leapt into his throat; anyone could see that the relationship between this customer and the Fifth Young Master of the Zhou family was anything but ordinary.

Wen Ling gripped Zhou Yinhé's clothes tightly, sobbing with immense grievance.

Zhou Yinhé pursed his lips, but ultimately pulled her into his embrace, whispering an apology, "I'm sorry."

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze. The onlookers stared blankly at the Fifth Young Master of the Zhou family, who was acting completely contrary to his usual self. Even Jiang Jibai and Qi Zhan were somewhat stunned.

Jiang Jibai gave Manager Song a look and said to Zhou Yinhé, "Have Manager Song take her to sober up first."

Manager Song stepped forward to half-support and half-carry Wen Ling. Wen Ling slowly let go of Zhou Yinhé's clothes, looked up at him with aggrieved, bitten lips, and followed Manager Song.

Seeing this, the two bodyguards followed closely behind. In an unfamiliar place, who knew if this Manager Song would do anything improper to the lady?

Only after Wen Ling's figure had completely disappeared did Zhou Yinhé slowly withdraw his gaze and look toward Young Master Wu, who was being supported by the security.

He clenched his fists, his mind involuntarily beginning to fantasize about what Wen Ling would have suffered if he had truly dragged her away.

Before anyone could react, Zhou Yinhé had already strode forward and landed a punch on Young Master Wu's face. Not satisfied with knocking him to the ground, he began to deliver kick after kick to the man.

Zhou Yinhé had rarely fought anyone since childhood, nor had he ever needed to. His sudden outburst of violence stunned everyone.

Jiang Jibai did not intervene, knowing that there was no use stopping Zhou Yinhé in this state. It wasn't until Young Master Wu's wailing gradually grew faint that Jiang Jibai and Qi Zhan stepped in to pull him back.

Zhou Yinhé's face was terrifyingly dark, his narrow eyes filled with violence. He even struggled slightly when the two men held him.

"If you keep hitting him, he's going to die," Jiang Jibai advised in a low voice.

Qi Zhan also joined in the persuasion: "Don't kill him. It's a hassle to deal with if he dies. Once he's sober, just take your anger out on his family."

Zhou Yinhé gritted his teeth to suppress the surging violence and shook his aching hand.

Seeing him calm down, Jiang Jibai instructed the security, "Take Young Master Wu to the hospital. If the Wu family asks, tell them to come find me."

"Yes, sir." The security guard stepped forward, lifted Young Master Wu, and hurried away.

At this time, Manager Song returned alone and said, "That lady said she didn't want to stay here any longer and has already left."

Zhou Yinhé grew quiet, standing in place in silence for a while. Just as he was about to leave, Qi Zhan grabbed him.

"Where are you going?"

Zhou Yinhé didn't know either.

Thus, he was dragged into a private room. Jiang Jibai closed the door, and the room instantly fell silent.

Zhou Yinhé closed his eyes wearily, leaning his head back against the sofa. His Adam's apple bobbed a few times as he said in a hoarse, self-reproaching voice, "She only came here because she was in a bad mood after I stood her up."

"You can't blame yourself for that," Qi Zhan comforted him.

But Zhou Yinhé said, "If I hadn't stood her up, or if I had just been direct with her, she might not be this sad, might not have gotten this drunk, and might not have run into that animal."

Jiang Jibai stood beside him, looking down at him with a cold, indifferent face.

"Xiao Wu, you still can't let her go, can you? Even if it means repeating the same mistakes, even if you have to experience that unbearable pain all over again, you still can't let go, can you?"

(End of Chapter)