
74 3 Extras
Ren Er grew up eating meals from different households, rough in life and rough in spirit but not in looks.
Standing over 1.9 meters tall, with solid muscles, an arrogant little braid, and an exaggerated row of earrings, he was a sight that made people avert their gaze wherever he went.
Most of all, the iron rod resting on his broad shoulders was downright terrifying.
Ren Er had long grown used to being treated like tr*sh, to people avoiding him as if he carried the plague, until one day, after getting injured, he met someone who was like an angel.
That was it. He decided this person would be his for life!
But after pursuing them for a while, he realized… he had a rival.
A well-dressed, refined-looking rival. Suit, luxury car, money raining down like confetti – this old man was trying to prey on the young!
Yet, Ren Er’s sense of crisis only deepened, pushing him to pick trouble with the guy again and again.
And then, somewhere along the way, he noticed, this high-and-mighty man would secretly wipe away tears when no one was watching. Drunk, he’d cling to Ren Er, calling him “big brother” and begging for hugs.
So, Ren Er hugged him. And damn, it felt pretty good.
Later, when he had nowhere else to go and got taken in by the so-called “old man” he realized this guy was fragrant.
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Ren Er had originally come to cause trouble for Song Wanting, but someone else beat him to it. Seeing the man cornered against the wall, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Ren Er felt an inexplicable sense of discomfort.
After rescuing him, he scoffed, “You’ve got a decent build. How are you this bad at fighting?”
Song Wanting dusted off his clothes and replied calmly, “Fighting isn’t exactly a necessary life skill.”
Ren Er let out a laugh of disbelief. “Well, for President Song, getting beaten up sure seems like one.”
[Ruffian Top x Elite bottom]