79: Fang Shao: Don’t you think there are more interesting things?

No sooner had he finished speaking than, with a 'click', the door of a large private room behind him was pushed open. A girl reeking of alcohol rushed out, bumped into Ye Lin's back, and then staggered as if to leave.

Before Ye Lin could speak, a young man with a flushed face charged out of the private room door, grabbed the girl's hair, and pulled her back, cursing, "You're getting too big for your britches, aren't you? Young Master Fang is in a good mood today and let you have some drinks, and now you're getting all high and mighty?"

The girl, her hair pulled, screamed and retreated, continuously begging, "Young Master Long, I'm not feeling well today, I really can't drink anymore. Please let me go."

"Let your ass go!" Young Master Long had no thought of being gentle; instead, he yanked hard, causing the girl to fall directly to the ground, and Young Master Long dragged her backward.

As she passed Ye Lin, the girl looked up at him. Her heavy makeup was already smudged, leaving only two bright eyes looking at Ye Lin for help.

Ye Lin frowned, not really wanting to get involved. In fact, after becoming a police officer, he knew that sometimes things weren't simply black and white.

Like this girl, she must have been willing; she was just out for a good time. Even if the police arrested Young Master Long now, the girl would definitely say they knew each other and it was a misunderstanding.

Her current plea for help was just because these rich people were playing a bit too rough, and she knew very well who her real benefactors were.

Just as Ye Lin was about to leave, the girl, with a sobbing voice, said, "Help me, I didn't want to come."

Upon hearing this, Ye Lin's eyes gleamed brightly, and he said coldly to Young Master Long, "This girl says to let her go!"

It was a very normal sentence, but Young Master Long seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. "What the f*ck, do you know what you're saying?"

"An off-duty security guard, why don't you go home instead of acting all tough here?"

Ye Lin took a step forward, grabbed Young Master Long's right hand, and twisted his finger. Young Master Long cried out in pain and let go of the girl's hair.

"You dare to lay a hand on me? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my dad is?" Young Master Long, as if greatly insulted, pointed at Ye Lin and threatened him.

The girl originally wanted to escape, but upon hearing Young Master Long's threats to Ye Lin, she hesitated to leave. After all, Young Master Long's power was immense, and it would be too easy for him to deal with a small model like her.

"And you, do you think you're here to perform? You're here to accompany me for drinks. If you don't drink, why would I give you money?" Young Master Long finished cursing Ye Lin, then turned and started scolding the girl on the ground.

Such a commotion quickly alerted the people in Young Master Long's private room, and seven or eight people walked out.

Ye Lin glanced over. Among these seven or eight people, there were four young girls just like this one, also heavily made up, and speaking in cutesy voices as they accompanied three men.

However, these girls looked at their companion being beaten like this, and their eyes were full of smugness, without a trace of pity.

"Young Master Long, it's not that I don't want to drink, I've already thrown up three times, I really can't drink anymore," the young model rescued by Ye Lin pleaded.

Young Master Long was about to curse again when suddenly, a figure blocked his path; it was Ye Lin.

Ye Lin calmly said, "If this girl is willing, then it's a mutual agreement. If she is no longer willing, and you still force her, then it's illegal, involving unlawful detention and restricting another person's personal freedom."

"Restricting my ass! Do you know who my dad is? You pathetic security guard, others are security guards, and you're a security guard too. Look at your hooligan-like appearance, and you dare to come out and lecture me?" Young Master Long completely ignored Ye Lin, pointing directly at Ye Lin's nose and cursing.

Ye Lin snorted coldly and didn't indulge him, directly kicking him in the stomach. Young Master Long was sent flying, landing flat on the ground like a door panel.

Damn it, who's your dad? Do you think you're the only rich second-generation heir?

I am too, who's afraid of whom!

"You... you dare to hit me." Young Master Long climbed up from the ground, clutching his stomach and glaring at Ye Lin fiercely, looking as if he wanted to devour him whole.

However, he wasn't a fool. Ye Lin's kick just now made him realize that he couldn't win a fight.

Ye Lin had seen many such outwardly strong but inwardly weak people and couldn't be bothered with him.

He turned his head and said to the girl from earlier, "Miss, no one dares to force you now. If you want to leave, you can go."

The girl looked at Young Master Long. Young Master Long was about to say something, but Ye Lin's gaze swept over him, instantly scaring him back.

The girl forced a smile, said thank you to Ye Lin, and then turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

Ye Lin turned to look. It was a young man surrounded by everyone, wearing glasses, looking refined and scholarly. However, he was already flushed from drinking, and his emotions, amplified by alcohol, could no longer conceal his inner thoughts—a feeling of having found his prey.

"Young Master Fang? You must uphold justice for me."

Young Master Long, who had intended to lie low, immediately began to complain when he saw the young man call out for them to stop.

Young Master Fang glared at him, and Young Master Long, scared, quickly shut his mouth.

"Go get that girl 5,000 yuan. Her performance just now was good," Young Master Fang said calmly.

"Huh?" Young Master Long was a bit confused. Give money?

But seeing Young Master Fang's affirmative look, Young Master Long could only grudgingly count out 5,000 cash from his wallet and hand it to the girl.

Young Master Fang smiled slightly, adjusted his glasses, and said, "I'm sorry, Miss. My A-Long had too much to drink just now, there was a bit of a misunderstanding. Consider this money as payment for tonight's performance and a small token of our apology. What do you think?"

The girl, holding the money, was already a bit stunned. Young Master Fang was actually speaking to her so politely. The girl nodded gratefully, "Thank you, Young Master Fang, thank you, Young Master Fang."

"Alright, then you may go." Young Master Fang waved his hand at the girl, a smile always on his face.

The girl ran off, profusely thanking him.

Ye Lin watched all of this coldly, thinking to himself, 'This Young Master Fang is not simple.'

5,000 yuan. He called soliciting a prostitute a 'performance,' then called the previous assault a 'misunderstanding,' and even obtained the victim's forgiveness.

Impressive!

In this situation, even if the girl were to press charges, it would be very difficult for her to win.

After the girl had walked far away, Young Master Fang's smiling face disappeared.

Young Master Long, beside him, asked in confusion, "Young Master Fang, you just let her go?"

Young Master Fang looked at Ye Lin and smiled sinisterly, "Don't you think there are more interesting things than drinking?"

Young Master Long looked at Ye Lin, who hadn't left yet, and seemed to understand, joining in the smile.

Ye Lin wasn't in a hurry to leave. If you want to play, then play well. Let's see who can afford to play.

"You two idiots, had enough laughing?" Ye Lin looked at the two mockingly.