Chapter 1487 - 1472: Tenderness Toward Women

Wu Yuanyuan looked at those people in the distance and saw that they were all staring at her. She didn't blame them for their lustful gazes; instead, her smile grew even sweeter.

"Oh, so that's the case. Then why don't you call a locksmith? If that doesn't work, you could break the door open. Or maybe we should call the police. I believe the police officers would help you." As she spoke, Wu Yuanyuan took out her phone, ready to dial the emergency number.

"Hey, no, sister, please don't call the police. Those guys will only eat and do nothing. We're trying to avoid them!" The black-faced young man quickly grabbed Wu Yuanyuan's phone, breaking into a cold sweat.

If they actually called the police, once the officers arrived, they'd take them straight to the station for questioning.

"That can't be right. The police I know are all good people. Why would you say that?" Wu Yuanyuan blinked her large eyes, deliberately acting cute, drawing these young men to feel restless.

"Damn it, if it weren't for having business today, I'd have taken you right here and now." The black-faced guy tightly clenched his fists, staring at Wu Yuanyuan with eyes like they were on fire.

When Wu Yuanyuan saw the black-faced big man giving her a sleazy look, she didn't get angry. Instead, she flashed a sweet smile.

Having been on earth for a short time, Wu Yuanyuan understood one thing: only beautiful women have the privilege to be ogled this way by men; blame herself for being so pretty.

Wu Yuanyuan's gentle smile made the testosterone of this group of male beasts skyrocket, especially for the locksmith, who paused his lock-picking, staring blankly at Wu Yuanyuan who was as beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal to him, almost dropping red liquid from his nostrils.

"What the hell are you staring at? Get your ass moving! If people come, we're screwed." The man standing next to the locksmith snapped out of it, slapped the locksmith on the face, and cursed angrily.

The slap was so fierce, especially as everyone had been silent, it caught them off guard, echoing sharply in the narrow space, even startling Wu Yuanyuan.

Though the locksmith's right cheek began reddening with visible finger marks, he didn't complain, bowing his head to continue fiddling with the lock, seemingly afraid of the man who hit him.

The black-faced man turned to glare at the guy who slapped him, then turned back smiling at Wu Yuanyuan: "Hehe, sis, weren't scared, were you? Don't mind them; these guys just have bad tempers, but you'll get used to it."

Wu Yuanyuan's little head nodded involuntarily, truthfully speaking, it was the first time she saw such a robust man strike another man so fiercely, she herself almost intimidated by the hitter's fierce aura.

Seeing Wu Yuanyuan gazing at him fangirling, the black-faced man suddenly felt uncomfortable, glancing over his outfit, reassured nothing was amiss, he grinned foolishly at her.

Among the other three, aside from the locksmith, the remaining two were stunned.

"Such a pretty girl suddenly acting dumb, not looking at handsome me, choosing the black guy instead? His dark skin... what's attractive about him? That's just too unreasonable!" Both men thought, feeling upset and remorseful over Wu Yuanyuan's 'misjudgment'.

The dark-skinned big man glanced at his two mates, smiling contemptuously like a victor.

Having shown off, the black-faced man planned to take Wu Yuanyuan somewhere private for some cozy time and asked her to secretly meet up at some rendezvous later.

Wishful thinking is beautiful, dreams are distant, reality is brutal.

As the black-faced man turned back, Wu Yuanyuan had already turned around, the smile gone from her face, now holding her key to unlock the door she hadn't opened earlier.

"Hey, sis, you...."

The black-faced man just wanted to ask Wu Yuanyuan's name and discuss tonight's rendezvous when he heard a man and woman's loud complaints coming from the stairway.

"This is ridiculous; there's only one elevator in this whole building. It's been almost twenty minutes; why is it not coming down? Carrying all these things up the stairs is exhausting. If I see anyone hogging the elevator, I won't let them off." Before even arriving, a middle-aged woman was shouting, her voice filled with fury and dissatisfaction, breathing heavily from exhaustion.

"Alright, we're almost home, stop shouting. Walking all this way, you're making me look bad." A man quietly reminded her.

The woman, really exhausted from the stairs, responded without retorting, lowering her voice, still speaking with resentment: "When we get home, watch me deal with you."

"Heh, I'll be handling you! After I take care of you, you'll feel better...," the man chuckled lewdly.

"Damn you, I'm exhausted, no time for your nonsense."

...

As they spoke, the man and woman came into view, Lin Chuan hidden in the elevator, overhearing their conversation sweating nervously, silently praying they'd continue upstairs, hoping they weren't residents here.

"Who are you? Why are you standing at my door?" As Wu Yuanyuan and the group saw the pair, the woman was the first to react, immediately shouting when spotting them.

When the couple reached the elevator door, it had just closed. They didn't see who was inside, but at this moment, they weren't concerned about who was in the elevator. What mattered to them was what those people standing at their doorstep were doing.

With the woman's shout, Wu Yuanyuan stopped trying to open the door, her heart skipped a beat with tension. This was an unexpected situation for her. Watching the couple slowly approach, her mind raced with countermeasures.

The men were also startled, initially thinking the woman was speaking to them. Once they turned around and recognized the newcomers, they relaxed. They recognized Lin Chuan's face and knew he lived alone here.

Taking a closer look at the couple, they appeared to be in their forties, not the youthful and handsome Lin Chuan, let alone his relatives or friends. Could it be they were referring to the beautiful lady?

Thinking this through, all eyes turned to Wu Yuanyuan.

"What are you doing? What's with lurking around my door? Where did you get that key?" The woman had just reached Wu Yuanyuan, glanced at everyone, then bombarded her with a barrage of questions.

The woman placed all her large and small bags on the ground, keeping only her phone and a purse, ready to call the police at any moment.

Wu Yuanyuan was overwhelmed by the woman's questioning, beads of sweat faintly appearing on her pretty face as she worked out a strategy to respond.

The men, seeing this scene, burst into jovial laughter, save for the locksmith, all enthusiastically watching the commotion.

"Could this pretty girl be with us? If so, this is going to be interesting." The guys all thought this way.

"Utterly lacking in chivalry, don't even know to say something to help me out," Wu Yuanyuan rolled her eyes at the men. If Lin Chuan were beside her, he would surely stand up for her.

Wu Yuanyuan glanced at the distant elevator area, knowing Lin Chuan had already gone down, she took a deep breath and lightly smiled at the couple.

"Is this your home?" Wu Yuanyuan intentionally showed a somewhat timid expression, asking with a fearful voice.

The middle-aged man answered immediately without waiting for his wife: "Yes, this is our home. Excuse me, young lady, why are you standing here with a key in your hand? Are you trying to open our door...?"

Although the man was questioning, his tone carried no blame; instead, there was a faint sense of affection, possibly moved by Wu Yuanyuan's current expression.

"Hmph, you turn into jelly when you see a pretty woman. What use are you to me?" The man's wife cursed upon seeing her husband speak to Wu Yuanyuan in such a tone.

Wu Yuanyuan wasn't in the mood to deal with the couple's differing attitudes towards her and pretending to be surprised said: "Oh dear, isn't this my cousin's house? I've made a mistake; no wonder the door wouldn't open after all this effort!"

"Pfft..." Just having walked up from downstairs and hidden to watch secretly, Lin Chuan nearly laughed aloud hearing Wu Yuanyuan's words. He had been worried she couldn't handle the situation, but seeing the current developments, Wu Yuanyuan was indeed clever!

The middle-aged woman heard Wu Yuanyuan's words and displayed a disdainful expression, secretly spat, and muttered: "Quite an act, this performance could win the Best Actress at the Golden Horse Awards!"

The four tall men, except for the locksmith who was still sweating over the lock, all couldn't help but laugh aloud, eagerly watching how Wu Yuanyuan would handle the next part.

The dark-faced man was even ready to stand out for Wu Yuanyuan if she were bullied by the couple to the point of tears, of course, hoping Wu Yuanyuan would repay him by marrying him or becoming his mistress.

The middle-aged man paid no mind to his wife's words, gave her an angry look, then smiled and said: "Young lady, you're not from this building? Whose key do you have then?"

Wu Yuanyuan looked at everyone's expressions, blushing slightly, and said: "This is my cousin's key, he's not home now, he just told me he lived here, and I came looking for it. Who knew I'd get the wrong door, causing this misunderstanding. I'm really sorry."

"So that's how it is. Your cousin didn't tell you his apartment number?" the man continued asking.

"He did!" Wu Yuanyuan raised her voice a few decibels, then quickly lowered it: "But I forgot it."

"Young lady, I know where your cousin lives. Follow us, and we'll take you to find him," the guy who slapped the locksmith earlier shouted now, his voice filled with teasing.

His companions laughed heartily along with him, the previous tension was thrown to the wind.

The middle-aged man ignored these guys and continued asking: "You should at least know your cousin's name, right? Tell me, and I'll check for you!"

"My cousin's name is Lin Chuan. I remember clearly he said he lives on this floor, absolutely no mistake!" Wu Yuanyuan said seriously, then quietly turned her head to glance at the men.

The dark-faced guy and the other two men were stunned, momentarily unable to grasp the situation.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the door was opened; the clueless locksmith turned around grinning, proudly proclaiming: "Alright, guys, the door's open, let's go inside!"