Chapter 330: The Compassion of the Rich

At Zhou Sixian’s house.

Xu Shaochen lay like a lord on Zhou Sixian’s lap.

Zhou Sixian carefully fed Xu Shaochen sliced fruits. Her body remained rigid, not daring to move, as her eyes brimmed with tears.

She had thought Xu Shaochen was here to help her, but now it seemed she was wrong. This demon king was here to enslave her.

She had never had physical contact with a man. Now her legs were serving as Xu Shaochen’s pillow, leaving her feeling both embarrassed and angry, yet helpless.

What was more outrageous was that this scoundrel had tied her loose hair into a single ponytail, claiming it made it easier for him to admire her face.

This was truly over the line.

Long Yi and Long Er watched this scene, wishing they could drag Xu Shaochen down and give him a good beating.

Such a sweet girl, and instead of treating her well, you’re bullying her? Big Brother, could you please act like a decent human being?

“I’ve given you so much fruit; how should you repay me?”

Xu Shaochen looked at her delicate face, just inches away, and a mischievous smile curled at the corner of his lips.

“I… I didn’t eat it.”

Zhou Sixian mumbled softly, feeling wronged. Those fruits were clearly eaten by you!

“Open your mouth.”

Xu Shaochen said.

Although Zhou Sixian felt ashamed, she didn’t dare disobey the Demon King’s order and slowly opened her red lips.

Xu Shaochen placed a slice of orange in her mouth: “Now you’re eating it, and don’t even think about spitting it out.”

*Sigh*, this is what they call the compassion of the rich.

Zhou Sixian had no choice but to swallow the orange slice. The sweet and sour taste filled her mouth, reminding her how long it had been since she last ate fruit.

Growing up, she relied on the neighbors to survive. Later, she earned money to support herself and had to take care of her father, who often took the money she earned.

At school, she’d order just one portion of rice, eating it with her homemade pickles and the canteen’s free vegetable soup. That was her meal.

Fruit and snacks were luxuries she couldn’t afford.

“Open your mouth.”

As her thoughts wandered, Xu Shaochen’s voice came again, and she almost instinctively opened her mouth.

“Bang Bang Bang—”

“Open the door! Boy, I know you’re still in there. Open up!”

At that moment, the door was being violently pounded.

Zhou Sixian’s face instantly turned pale with fear.

“Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Xu Shaochen patted her leg, signaling her not to move. If she did, it would make him uncomfortable.

“Open the door.”

Xu Shaochen looked at Long Yi and said.

Long Yi stepped forward and opened the door.

Old Three and Brother Biao charged in with their men.

As soon as Brother Biao entered, his first sight was Zhou Sixian. He was immediately struck by her breathtaking beauty.

He hadn’t expected Zhou Sixian to possess such a beautiful face.

If Old Three hadn’t owed him a gambling debt, he might have missed out on such a stunning woman.

Then, he noticed Xu Shaochen lying on Zhou Sixian’s lap. His anger flared up instantly.

“Brother Biao, that’s him! I’ve kept my daughter for you all this time! Now, you handle that kid as you see fit!”

Old Three shot Xu Shaochen a menacing look before turning to Brother Biao.

Zhou Sixian looked at Old Three in disbelief. She hadn’t expected her father to actually be willing to hand her over, to be used as someone else’s plaything.

She had always thought he was just scaring her, because no matter what, Old Three was still her father. But she never thought he could actually do such a thing.

At that moment, she completely gave up on Old Three as her father, leaving only endless sorrow in her heart.

Suddenly, she felt a warm sensation on her hand. It was Xu Shaochen holding her hand.

“You really are a complete brute. The fact that someone like you is allowed to breathe is a waste of air!”

Xu Shaochen looked at Old Three with a mocking expression, his heart growing colder.

“Damn it, how I treat my daughter is none of your business! She’s my daughter; I’ll give her to whoever I want to!” Old Three sneered.

“Kid, get out of here, or don’t blame me for being rough with you!”

Brother Biao glared at Xu Shaochen, speaking coldly. The moment he saw Zhou Sixian’s face, he had already marked her as his own.

Xu Shaochen sneered at him and then waved a hand to Long Yi: “Close the door and teach him how to speak to me.”

Long Yi closed the door and immediately swung a punch at Brother Biao’s face.

This punch carried all the frustration he had felt earlier about wanting to beat up Xu Shaochen.

“Ah! Blagh—”

Brother Biao screamed as blood spurted from his mouth, his hefty body slamming hard onto the floor.

“Screw you! Destroy them!”

Brother Biao’s lackeys turned pale upon seeing this and quickly pulled out their foldable knives.

“Bang!”

A gunshot echoed, and the knife in one lackey’s hand was shot out.

“Move, and you’ll regret it.”

Long Er said calmly, holding the gun.

In an instant, everyone’s faces turned pale with fear and unease, almost instinctively retreating.

Old Three began to shiver uncontrollably, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. He realized that he might’ve made a terrible mistake.

Even Zhou Sixian was shaken. Guns were things common people rarely encountered, and the fear they inspired was unmatched.

“Don’t be afraid. Here, eat this.”

Xu Shaochen smiled calmly at her and held an apple slice to her mouth.

Zhou Sixian glanced at Xu Shaochen and slowly opened her lips to bite into the apple.

Brother Biao’s lackeys backed down, and Long Yi, grinning viciously, stepped toward Brother Biao.

“Don’t come any closer! Big Brother, I was wrong! Please spare me; I don’t want her anymore. You can have her, Big Brother! Please, spare me!”

Brother Biao’s face twisted in terror as he kept backing away, pleading desperately with Xu Shaochen. He was so frightened he was almost pissing himself.

At that moment, he wished he could kill Old Three. If it weren’t for Old Three, would he be in this mess?

“Bang!”

Long Yi kicked Brother Biao in the stomach, then grabbed a wooden chair nearby and smashed it over him.

Zhou Sixian was undoubtedly the kind of girl who triggered a protective instinct, like a little sister from the neighborhood everyone would want to look after.

Xu Shaochen had compassion at least; he’s rich and has a conscience, plus he’s my boss. I still need to rely on him to make a living.

But as for you, you had the nerve to target her? Absolutely unacceptable! I’ll give you the beating Xu Shaochen deserved too!

“Ah! Stop, please! Stop hitting me! Cough, cough, cough— Please, no more…”

Brother Biao rolled on the ground, blood pouring from his mouth, desperately begging for mercy.

If he knew he was also getting the beating that Xu Shaochen deserved, he might just die from sheer anger.