Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 141 Indiscriminate Torture

"How can you sleep at my house tonight? Where is there room for you to sleep?"

"Sleeping on the floor won't work either, the weather's still so cold, and besides, we don't have any extra mattresses or blankets for you. You're a lawyer, can't you afford to go out and find a small hotel to stay in?"

Guo Chen finished his braised chicken and rice dish a little after 10 p.m. He planned to wash up and go to bed to recharge for his mission to win over Ning Bishu the next day, but before he could sleep, he was ruthlessly driven away by Song Xianxian's parents.

Song Xianxian's mother complained bitterly and refused to let the short, fat man stay overnight at her house.

Guo Chen, who had only a few coins left in his pocket, could only turn to look at Song Xianxian.

Although Song Xianxian is mentally unstable, her instincts and aesthetic sense are perfectly fine.

Guo Chen's appearance is at least five levels below her standards for a boyfriend.

So, the woman who had been unconditionally supporting Guo Chen just a moment ago immediately changed her expression and said with a troubled look, "Attorney Guo, you should go and stay somewhere else. It's really inconvenient at my place."

But Guo Chen couldn't bring himself to say it; he only had 43.26 yuan left in his card...

Because Song Xianxian only transferred 500 yuan to him.

He came all the way from Beijing, taking both high-speed trains and taxis; it's already quite an achievement that he made it this far alive. And now, in downtown X state, even the cheapest hotels can't possibly be less than 50 yuan a night, right?
"Can I sleep in the kitchen? I'll just make do in the kitchen for one night! I really can't be late tomorrow!" Guo Chen pleaded earnestly. "It's so late now, I won't be settled until the wee hours of the morning."

“There’s a hotel just a ten-minute walk from my apartment complex. Let me take you there!” Song Xianxian’s father delivered the perfect finishing move.

Guo Chen was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Let me tell you the truth! In our legal profession, this is a kind of... equivalent practice, you know? A lawyer staying overnight at the client's house can increase the chances of winning the case."

Upon hearing this, Song Xianxian's parents were immediately stunned.

"Is that so?" Song Xianxian's mother was puzzled.

Guo Chen hurriedly said, "Auntie, I won't lie to you. At times like this, it's better to believe it's true than not to believe it! Although we have a high chance of winning tomorrow's lawsuit, it's not 100% certain."

We're already short on time, so we have to use every means at our disposal! Trust me, I won't harm Xianxian! Just give me any blanket tonight!

Having said all that, Song Xianxian's parents finally agreed.

Guo Chen was overjoyed.

A little while later, Song Xianxian's parents finished cleaning up the kitchen, mopped up the grease on the floor, and then took out a summer mat for Guo Chen and laid it on the kitchen floor. Then they gave him a thin blanket and a pillow.

Song Xianxian's mother still looked at Guo Chen with disdain and said, "Look at your face, it's all oily. If you sleep on this pillowcase, I'll have to wash it when I get back tomorrow."

Guo Chen was furious, but at this moment, he could only hold back his anger and said with a fawning smile, "Auntie, it's okay, you can leave it here. I'll wash it when I get back after the lawsuit is over."

Before Song Xianxian's mother could react, she added, "It costs money on water and electricity to wash just this little bit of your stuff, and I also have to use laundry detergent..."

Guo Chen's smile froze instantly.

This is fucking ridiculous...

What family?

Do we really need a little water, electricity, and laundry detergent?!
What sins did I commit to deserve this state?

Fortunately, Song Xianxian's father was still somewhat sensible. Seeing Guo Chen's embarrassed expression, he quickly said, "Just kidding, just kidding, Lawyer Guo, you should go to sleep early." He then pulled Song Xianxian's mother, who had just taken some heart medication, into the house.

Song Xianxian's mother wasn't finished yet. As she went back into the house, she continued to instruct, "Hey, don't use my towels. Just rub your face with them and that's enough. Don't get the things in my bathroom dirty."

Upon hearing this, Guo Chen immediately wanted to grab a kitchen knife and kill himself and her.

Song Xianxian then impatiently shouted, "Ugh! Are you ever going to stop?! Go to sleep!" She finally managed to get her parents inside, then waved cutely at Guo Chen, "Goodnight, Lawyer Guo~"

Oh ~
Oh my god!

You didn't even bother to get me a towel!

Guo Chen cursed inwardly.

But she still smiled and said, "Goodnight."

Song Xianxian turned around and went back to her room, closing the door behind her.

The kitchen fell silent.

Guo Chen looked around, and after a moment of confusion, he also got up and turned off the kitchen light.

He lay down on the mat, fully clothed.

The ground was cold and hard.

The blanket covering him was so thin it was practically nonexistent.

Even more outrageous, the wind from outside kept blowing in through the cracks under the door.

Guo Chen had no choice but to change the angle of the mat again.

When I moved it, I accidentally bumped into the leg of the dining table, and it made a creaking sound.

Inside the house, Song Xianxian's mother immediately screamed, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing!" Guo Chen quickly said, "I kicked the table!"

"Hey, go to sleep already! Why are you moving around like that? You're keeping me awake!"

Song Xianxian's mother complained.

Guo Chen crouched in the pitch black.

Upon hearing this, I was stunned for a long time, unsure how to respond.

Moreover, my nose felt sore, and something welled up in my eyes, which slowly slid down my cheeks.

After a while, he finally managed to adjust the position of the mat quietly and with difficulty.

Although lying down is still uncomfortable, at least I'm not exposed to much draft.

He took a breath and closed his eyes.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, my phone suddenly started buzzing again in my pocket.

Which idiot is that?!
Guo Chen took it out irritably, but when he saw the number, he quickly rolled over again. His head slammed against the wooden door under the kitchen sink with a thud, and while wincing in pain, he quickly pressed the call button.

"President Lü?" Guo Chen exclaimed happily.

Lu Xueqian immediately questioned him, "You went to X Prefecture without telling me?"

"What's wrong?" Guo Chen asked, puzzled.

Lu Xueqian retorted irritably, "Are you fucking an idiot? How could the court in X Prefecture possibly side with you? What's the point of you getting involved in that idiot's rape case and defamation case?"
Even if Ning Bishu loses this lawsuit, he won't suffer any losses! We haven't even finished our own case regarding Ning Bishu's breach of contract yet! Why are you running around like that? Zhang Junjun told you to leave, I didn't tell you to leave!

"No, Mr. Lü, I've thought of a way to get Ning Bishu to go to jail!"

"You're dreaming! If I had two hundred million, I could kill someone on the street and still survive! Ning Bishu's little mess is nothing compared to this; he's the victim. You're out of your mind to think he'll go to jail?"

Guo Chen was stunned by Lü Xueqian's scolding.

Lu Xueqian then asked, "Where are you now? Have you arrived in X Prefecture yet?"

"Yes, we've arrived..." "You'd better come back right now!"

"I...I can't come back!"

"Why can't they come back?"

"I only have 43 yuan left, and I can't even afford a train ticket back."

"..."

In the darkness, Guo Chen and Lü Xueqian were separated by thousands of miles, remaining silent for a long time.

After a full half minute, Lü Xueqian sighed and said, "I transferred five hundred yuan to you. Come back first."

“Okay, I’ll go back tomorrow.” Guo Chen nodded.

Hang up the phone and open the X-mail app on the old-fashioned mobile phone.

Staring at the 500 yuan note, he remained silent for a long time before taking a deep breath.

……

"Tao Tao, I'm going to Jinling tomorrow." At 11 p.m., after settling into a hotel near Zhang Junjun's XX Club, Ning Bishu took a nice hot shower and then made a sweet video call with Xiao Tao Tao.

Xiao Taotao's eyes were full of joy, her face adorable. With her head buried in the blanket, she said in a spoiled tone, "Why do you always come when I'm at school? Can't you come on Saturday or Sunday?"

“No, that won’t do,” Ning Bishu said. “You need to rest on Saturdays and Sundays, and I don’t want to disturb your rest.”

"Wouldn't Monday have an even greater impact?"

"If it affects me on Monday, it will at most make me sleep a little later. But if it affects me on the weekend, it will affect me all day."

"You're so annoying~~ Who's been affected by you all day~~" Xiao Taotao in the video looked shy.

Ning Bishu suddenly said, "Take a look."

"what?"

"What do you say?"

"Uncle, you're such a pervert..."

The two of them cuddled and cuddled for a long time.

Xiao Taotao finally couldn't resist Ning Bishu's shamelessness and lifted his clothes up for him...

Before I knew it, it was past midnight...

Monday, August 2025, 2.

A new day has quietly arrived.

……

Guo Chen leaned against the bathroom cabinet door, shivering, wrapped in a blanket and clutching a pillow to his chest. Early spring in the south was so cold, and there was no heating—something he had never expected.

He sat there, half asleep and half awake.

I don't know when I fell asleep.

I'm not quite sure if I actually fell asleep.

Around 4 a.m., a sharp pain in his abdomen woke him from his drowsy state.

Guo Chen rushed into the bathroom, shivering all over, and it took him a full half hour to stop.

After relieving himself, he dragged his exhausted body back to the kitchen to continue sleeping.

Because I was so tired, I slept soundly this time.

When I woke up, it was already past 7:40 in the morning.

Then I opened my eyes and was startled by the two pairs of eyes in front of me.

"Holy crap!" Guo Chen jumped up.

Song Xianxian's parents, who were sitting on the side having breakfast, were also startled.

"Oh dear!" Song Xianxian's mother quickly patted her chest and complained, "What kind of dream did you have?"

Guo Chen didn't have time to explain.

He hurriedly ran into the bathroom, and soon after, there was a lot of banging and popping.

"Hah!"

Song Xianxian's mother, who was holding a steamed bun, suddenly gagged.

Song Xianxian's father also looked disgusted and couldn't help but say, "She has diarrhea before even leaving the house, is that even acceptable...?"

Guo Chen couldn't understand their dialect, but his mind was clear. Even though he felt uncomfortable all over, he still managed to shout, "Uncle and Aunt! Don't worry! Today's victory will definitely belong to us!!"

The two people outside exchanged a glance and shook their heads in disapproval.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, inside an apartment in a high-end residential complex in Beijing.

Zhang Junjun got up early and sat down at the dining table in his pajamas.

The housekeeper had already prepared breakfast.

Zhang Junjun picked up his coffee and took a sip.

He held his phone, looking at the news about Ning Bishu.

His eyes were completely on his phone, and he didn't even glance at Hou Yonghong sitting opposite him.

He simply said to her, "Ning Bishu has a lawsuit this morning."

Hou Yonghong asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Junjun shook his head and said, "I don't quite understand what he's trying to do. This lawsuit... accusing 315 people of infringing on his right to reputation, it's completely baffling. Does it have anything to do with the Lu Xueqian incident?"

Hou Yonghong asked, "Does it have to be a relationship?"

Zhang Junjun finally put down his coffee cup and looked at Hou Yonghong: "Then why would he waste his energy on something like this at this time? Do you think he's out of his mind?"

Hou Yonghong asked with a smile, "Are you out of your mind? Earning two hundred million a month and then, on the side, eating your precious child?"

Zhang Junjun's expression changed, and he turned his head away, no longer saying a word.

Hou Yonghong asked, "What's wrong? Are you angry? Can't bear to part with it?"

Zhang Junjun replied defiantly, "Ning Bishu can't take my shares. Don't even think about it."

(End of this chapter)