Hong Kong variety show: My Boss, Thirteen Sister

"Ok!"

Inside the dimly lit small room of the boxing gym, Snakehead Wei was bound by his hands and hung up, his head drooping listlessly. When he saw Jiang Lai bring Gang Sheng in, he slightly opened his eyelids.

Snakehead Wei was also very annoyed. He never expected that an ordinary smuggled woman would have a big boss from Hung Hing backing her up.

Damn it, you should have said so earlier if you had connections!

Snakehead Wei's inner monologue.

As Jiang Lai drew closer, Snakehead Wei grew timid. Gone was his former fierce expression; instead, he turned pale and stared at Jiang Lai with fear in his eyes.

Jiang approached Snakehead Wei, calmly looked at him, and touched the scar on his face with his hand.

Gulu!

Jiang Lai's movements were very light, but when he touched Snake Head Wei, his body trembled and he couldn't help but swallow.

"Brother Lai, I really didn't know she was your woman. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have dared to touch her even if I had ten lives!" Snakehead Wei lowered his head, shook his head weakly, and pleaded in his voice, "Please let me go."

A few words seemed to have exhausted all of Snakehead Wei's energy.

"Do you think I'll let you go?" Jiang Lai asked thoughtfully, pursing his lips.

"Brother Lai, I was wrong. I'm willing to kowtow to my sister-in-law and apologize. Please, please let me go." Snakehead Wei's tone suddenly became very agitated. Ignoring his injuries, he struggled to speak.

Ah!

Jiang Lai scoffed coldly upon hearing Snakehead Wei's words.

"Get me a stick!" Jiang Lai raised his hand and ordered Ahua.

Upon hearing Jiang Lai's words, Ahua walked to the corner and handed Jiang Lai a wooden stick.

Jiang Lai, wielding a wooden stick, struck Snakehead Wei's bound hands with it.

In an instant, the wooden stick struck Snakehead Wei's hand, breaking several of his fingers. The broken finger bones pierced his skin, and blood flowed down his palm and arm.

"Ah~!"

It is said that the ten fingers are connected to the heart. When Snakehead Wei was hit by Jiang Lai's stick, he immediately felt intense pain. His whole body trembled and twisted wildly, struggling and screaming loudly.

"Jiang Lai!" Gang Sheng was unable to accept this cruel scene.

Jiang Lai didn't say anything, but gave Gang Sheng a look, signaling her to leave.

Hong Kong Sheng bit his lip and shook his head.

Jiang Lai didn't force it. If Hong Kong students want to understand this society, they can't just see the bright side.

Snakehead Wei continued to wail and struggle, but after twisting for a while, perhaps due to exhaustion or unbearable pain, he fainted.

Seeing that Snakehead Wei had fainted, Jiang Lai also lost interest, casually tossed the wooden stick aside, and beckoned to Ahua with his finger.

"Brother Lai!" Seeing Jiang Lai's actions, Ahua leaned forward and whispered in his ear.

"Find a few tattoo artists and get him tattooed. Cover every part of his body, even his anus!" Jiang Lai dusted off his hands and said casually.

"Huh?" Ahua was a little confused when he heard Jiang Lai's words.

"Is there a problem?" Jiang Lai looked at him calmly.

"No...no!" Although Ahua was a little puzzled and didn't know what kind of fetish Jiang Lai had, he still shook his head in response.

"Okay, remember, don't use anesthesia on him. After the tattoo is done, I'll have someone take care of him." Since Snakehead Wei likes tattoos, Jiang Lai will grant his wish.

“Okay!” Ahua nodded.

Jiang Lai thought for a moment, then took out 50,000 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Ahua: "Give 20,000 to the brother with the tattoo, and you can arrange the rest yourself. I'm leaving now."

Ahua stared blankly at the money in his hand for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, Brother Lai!"

He also knew that with Jiang Lai's current status, 50,000 yuan was nothing. Sometimes, when big shots reward you with money, you should accept it, otherwise it might displease them.

Jiang patted Ahua on the shoulder, then turned and left.

"Let's go!" Jiang Lai said to Gang Sheng as they walked to Gang Sheng's side.

"Oh!" Gang Sheng looked at Jiang Lai, then at She Tou Wei, but didn't say anything more.

Gang Sheng is a rather intelligent girl. She actually understood some things, but she didn't say much.

As Jiang Lai left the Prince's boxing gym, he took out his phone. He told Abu about Snakehead Wei's situation and asked him to handle it later.

It was already dark when I left the boxing gym.

call!

Jiang Lai and Gang Sheng walked side by side on the street. Jiang Lai casually lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and then exhaled.

"Are you scared?" Jiang Lai flicked his cigarette ash, looked ahead, and spoke calmly.

Gang Sheng knew what Jiang Lai was asking, but he simply squeezed Jiang Lai's hand and shook his head: "Don't be afraid!"

Ha ha!

Jiang Lai smiled with relief: "Do you still think I'm a good person?"

Gang Sheng grabbed Jiang Lai's hand, stood still, and looked at Jiang Lai very seriously: "No matter who you are, in my heart, you are the best."

Jiang Lai paused.

He then gave a slight smile and nodded.

"Hong Kong student!"

"Ok?"

"Have you always been called by this name?" Jiang Lai asked curiously.

"No, not really. When I was little, they all called me 'Little Hairy Head'," Gang Sheng said with a hint of helplessness.

"Youngster? Haha." Jiang Lai laughed.

"Hey, that's so mean of you, making fun of me like that." Gang Sheng said, pouting and pretending to be angry.

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore. Then why did you call him Gangsheng later?"

"When I got older and started to understand, I asked my mother for my name."

Hong Kong student was lost in memories.

My mother patted my head and said, "You were born in Hong Kong, so let's call you Hong Kong-born!"

“From then on, I have always been called Gang Sheng.”

When talking about his name, Gang Sheng also felt somewhat helpless.

"Did your mother give you this name? And what about your father?" Jiang Lai asked curiously.

"I don't know!" Gang Sheng replied casually.

"do not know?"

“Well, I’ve never met my father since I was little. I’ve only heard my mother say that he’s from Hong Kong and his surname is Wang. That’s all I know.” Gang Sheng spoke with a touch of sadness about his background.

"Do you know what your father does in Hong Kong?" Jiang Lai asked, after hearing Gang Sheng say that his father was from Hong Kong.

“I don’t know, but my mom said that my dad has a lot of enemies, and she never lets me ask about him, so… I’ve gotten used to not having a father.” Although Gangsheng spoke lightly, Jiang Lai could still hear the sadness in Gangsheng’s heart.

“My mother passed away, and I don’t know where my father is. Even my aunt won’t accept me.” Gang Sheng murmured sadly, looking at Jiang Lai and saying with some sorrow, “Jiang Lai, if I hadn’t met you, I really wouldn’t know what to do.”

Jiang Lai pursed his lips, unsure how to comfort him. In this world, what difference was there between him and Gang Sheng?

"And you, Jiang Lai?" Gang Sheng quickly regained his composure and asked Jiang Lai playfully.

"I'm an orphan!" Jiang Lai said calmly.

He wasn't making things up; the original owner of this body was an orphan.

"Are you an orphan?"

Jiang Lai nodded.

“Then you’re even more pitiful than me!” Gang Sheng looked at Jiang Lai with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Jiang Lai frowned, then stopped dwelling on the topic.

“Gang Sheng, now that you’re in Hong Kong and haven’t considered changing your name, how about I give you a new one?” Jiang Lai said, looking at Gang Sheng with interest.

"You're going to give me a new name?" Hong Sheng's eyes widened.

"Yes!" Jiang Lai confirmed.

Gang Sheng looked up at the starry night sky, then tilted his head to look at Jiang Lai: "Then tell me what you think. If it's not good, I won't listen!"

“Your father’s surname is Wang, so you should also have the surname Wang. How about Wang Qian? I’ll call you Xiao Qian from now on, okay?” Jiang Lai didn’t know what Gang Sheng was thinking, but he was quite satisfied with the name he had chosen.

"Wang Qian? Xiaoqian?" Gang Sheng murmured to himself.

"Sounds pretty good!"

"So, do you agree?" Jiang Lai looked at Gang Sheng, a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Jiang Lai's expression was noticed by Gang Sheng, whose eyebrows rose slightly and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly: "Alright then, from now on I'll be called Wang Qian!"

After finishing speaking, Gang Sheng put his hands behind his back, looking as proud and aloof as a playful princess.

Jiang Lai smiled slightly. Gang Sheng was in her prime, and although she lacked any seductive charm, she exuded a pure and refined beauty, with clear and bright eyes and a clean and captivating appearance.

Back at the villa, we stood side by side on the garden railing on the second floor.

A gentle breeze stirred the stillness of the night, and the chirping of insects in the garden below seemed to watch the two whispering secrets.

Jiang Lai gently stroked her long hair with his hand, and Gang Sheng nestled against Jiang Lai's chest. Her eyes sparkled with happiness, as bright as stars. Their breaths mingled, forming a beautiful melody.

"Go rest?" Jiang Lai gently rubbed his head against her hair near her ear.

Hong Kong student's ears burned, and a slight blush rose to his cheeks. He clutched the hem of his clothes, not daring to look up, and only murmured softly, "Mmm!"

Jiang Lai smiled slightly and, amidst Gang Sheng's exclamation, picked her up in his arms.

Inside the bedroom, their bodies were pressed tightly together, as if they were about to merge into one, becoming a ball of fire, burning with endless love and passion. Jiang Lai kissed Gang Sheng, deeply and passionately. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and even the chirping of insects ceased its clamor.

Love is as surging as ocean waves. Every intimate touch is as shocking as a star hitting the earth. Every embrace is the most beautiful bloom in life. Every kiss is the fusion of two souls.

As night deepened, moonlight streamed through the white curtains, and the two embraced tightly, lost in each other's embrace.

Gang Sheng was already asleep, but a cold voice echoed in Jiang Lai's mind.