Dragon Head Supreme Chapter 188
Chapter 188: I Ain’t Loyal, But I Got Principles
Wang Zhen Dong felt uneasy, his voice low and cautious. “Brother Wen… what’s up?”
Chen Xue Wen motioned to the chair beside him. “Sit.”
Zhen Dong walked over and sat down, but the heavy air in the room made it feel like he was perched on a bed of nails.
Chen Xue Wen gave a pat to the girl sitting next to him. “Go wait for me in the room.”
She obediently got up and walked inside, closing the door behind her without a word. She knew when a man had business to discuss.
Chen Xue Wen turned his gaze back to Zhen Dong. “Dong, earlier you said you wanted to be like me—loyal to one woman?”
Zhen Dong wasn’t sure where this was going, but he forced a nod. “Brother Wen, I… I admire you. You’re my role model.”
Xue Wen shook his head. “You got me all wrong.”
“There was a time I thought loyalty was a virtue.”
“But not anymore.”
Zhen Dong froze, his confusion plain on his face. “But Brother Wen… Sister Hong’s been gone for days now. So many women throw themselves at you, but you don’t even spare them a glance.”
“I heard from Little Man that Sister Hong personally arranged for that girl to be with you, and you still refused. If that’s not loyalty, what is?”
Xue Wen exhaled, his expression unreadable. “You know what I’ve been through.”
“I’ve been burned by women before. That’s why I don’t trust them anymore.”
“Listen to me, Dong. The prettier they are, the better they lie.”
Zhen Dong’s fingers clenched into a fist. He knew exactly who Xue Wen was talking about.
His voice dropped. “Brother Wen, you don’t understand. Ting Ting… she’s different. She’s pure, innocent.”
Xue Wen cut him off. “Dong, I ain’t saying she’s bad. I’m just telling you a hard truth.”
“If you’ve chosen this path, don’t fool yourself with dreams.”
“We ain’t good men. What we do ain’t good work. We live with death hanging over us every day, waiting for the moment it collects its due.”
“So remember this—your brain needs to be stronger than your desires.”
Zhen Dong took a deep breath and nodded slowly. “Brother Wen, I’ll keep your words in mind.”
Xue Wen studied him for a moment, knowing the kid wasn’t fully convinced yet. He sighed. “Dong, what happens between you and that girl is your business. I won’t interfere.”
“I just need you to understand—always keep your guard up.”
“You’re my brother. I want you to live.”
Zhen Dong looked up, his heart warmed by the words. “Brother Wen… I get it.”
Xue Wen gave him a calm nod. “Good. Go think it over.”
He stood up, making his way to the bedroom door. But before he entered, he turned back with a smirk. “Oh, and one last thing.”
“I ain’t loyal. I’m a man, I got needs.”
“But when it comes to women, I got two rules.”
Zhen Dong leaned forward. “What rules?”
Xue Wen’s smirk faded into something cold and firm. “One—if a woman could bring trouble, I don’t touch her.”
“Two—I never mess with the ones close to home.”
With that, he pushed open the bedroom door and stepped inside.
Zhen Dong stood, staring at the closed door for a moment before silently leaving the room.
Not long after, the girl came out of the bedroom as well, looking frustrated.
Inside, Xue Wen locked the door behind her, securing the room’s hidden traps before standing by the window, gazing out at Peaceful City’s neon-drenched skyline.
The girl had been waiting for him inside, stripped bare, eager to please.
But as he stood there, his mind wasn’t on her. Instead, the prison visitation records flashed in his head, and Wu Li Hong’s name kept surfacing from the depths of his memory.
For reasons he couldn’t explain, his thoughts were in turmoil.
In the end, he had just handed the girl a stack of cash and told her to leave.
Peaceful Capital City – A Small, Unremarkable Hospital
Wu Li Hong sat alone in the dimly lit hospital room, her gaze fixed on the frail form of her younger brother. He lay there, breathing softly, oblivious to the storm raging inside her heart. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, and in her trembling hands, she clutched a crumpled medical report. The doctor’s words echoed relentlessly in her mind:
“It’s too late. No treatment will work now.”
“Six months, maybe nine if he’s lucky.”
“Make the most of the time you have left—let him fulfill any last wishes.”
Her grip tightened on the paper, her nails digging into its brittle surface. Then, the sharp ring of her phone shattered the oppressive silence.
She answered, her voice hoarse. On the other end, a girl spoke in hushed excitement: “He took Sakura back to his place, but he didn’t lay a finger on her. Just gave her a stack of cash and told her to leave.”
The dam inside Wu Li Hong broke. A single tear rolled down her cheek, quickly followed by another. With a deep, shuddering breath, she suddenly tore the report to shreds. The pieces fluttered to the cold floor like fallen petals.
She stood up, brushing a hand over her brother’s hair with uncharacteristic gentleness. Her voice was a whisper, yet carried the weight of a promise:
“Come on, kid. We’re going home.”
Without hesitation, she grabbed her bag, stormed downstairs, and signed the discharge papers. Within the hour, an ambulance was speeding through the night, heading straight for Peaceful City.
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3 A.M. – Peaceful City
Chen Xue Wen jolted awake to the sharp, insistent knocking at his door. His instincts kicked in instantly. With a practiced motion, his hand found the bone-cutting knife resting beside his bed. Silent as a shadow, he got to his feet and approached the door, his muscles coiled tight.
Who the hell was showing up at this hour?
He peered through the peephole, his heartbeat hammering like war drums.
Wu Li Hong.
For a moment, he thought he was dreaming. He blinked, looked again—same fiery eyes, same defiant stance. It was really her.
Without another thought, he swung the door open.
Before he could speak, she surged forward, throwing herself into his arms, her lips crushing against his in a desperate, consuming kiss.
For days, he had been holding back, restrained by forces he couldn’t even name. But now, she was here, in his arms, demanding everything he had.
His patience snapped.
The door slammed shut behind them, the lock clicking into place. In one swift motion, he lifted her off her feet and carried her straight to the bedroom.
The night stretched long, filled with whispers, heat, and the unspoken war between control and surrender.
When dawn broke, Wu Li Hong lay sprawled against him, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest. Her voice was soft, teasing:
“You were this desperate, and yet you never went to find someone else?”
Chen Xue Wen’s eyes glinted in the morning light. “Why? You want me to?”
She chuckled, pressing closer. “You’re on your way to being a big shot, a real boss. A man like that can’t have just one woman.”
His gaze flickered, unreadable. “We’ll deal with the future when it comes.”
Her lips curved into a knowing smile. “Sure. But when that day comes, remember—women aren’t all the same. You can’t always be rough.”
She rolled on top of him, pinning him down, her laughter low and dangerous. “Lucky for you, I’ll teach you everything you need to know.”
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