373: Let you know how expensive this slap is

"I am very satisfied with my current figure, and I have no interest in going to your gym." Li Mengyao directly issued a dismissal:

"If you two want to eat, go to another table. Don't disturb us while we're having afternoon tea here."

Even though Li Mengyao had spoken so bluntly, Lin Youde showed no intention of letting it go.

Whether it was her appearance or family background, Li Mengyao was his ideal candidate for marriage. How could Lin Youde tolerate someone else cutting in front of him?

"It's normal that you don't need to go to the gym with such a good figure. But this boyfriend you've found doesn't look like he's in very good shape. I think he needs to work out a bit."

Lin Youde took the opportunity to enthusiastically pat Ye Su on the shoulder, though the force he used was a bit heavy, obviously done on purpose.

Sensing the pain from his shoulder, Ye Su frowned and backhanded a slap onto Lin Youde's hand. With a 'pop', a crisp slapping sound rang out.

The force was so great that four clear finger marks instantly appeared on Lin Youde's wrist.

"I'm not familiar with you, so don't go around putting your hands on my shoulder."

"You!"

The pain coming from his wrist made Lin Youde's gaze turn cold.

He hadn't expected that while he was just taking a chance to play dirty, Ye Su didn't even bother to pretend and immediately slapped him back.

What surprised Lin Youde even more was that although Ye Su didn't look sturdy, his strength was unexpectedly great.

That slap just now, even though it only landed on his wrist, nearly made him cry out.

"What 'you'?" Ye Su directly interrupted Lin Youde:

"Do you think you're acting in a TV drama? Why are you patting someone's shoulder so hard for no reason? Or do you think others are fools who can't see your little tricks and just have to let you take advantage of them?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Youde's already gloomy face turned as black as coal.

He never imagined that Li Mengyao's boyfriend would act like a street hooligan and call out his little tricks in public.

"And another thing."

Ye Su's words interrupted Lin Youde's train of thought as he was organizing his words:

"Whether I need to work out or not, is it your place to boss me around? Or have you been lifting dumbbells for so long that your brain has turned into muscle, and you think everyone has to be like you, building lumps of muscle here and there?"

"Pfft—"

Li Mengyao didn't care about the increasingly ugly expressions on the faces of Lin Youde and his companion; she burst out laughing right in front of them.

In the past, she always ended up on the losing end of Ye Su's sharp tongue, making Li Mengyao wish she could bite him a few times.

But now, seeing Ye Su leave Lin Youde speechless, it was the first time Li Mengyao felt that Ye Su's sharp tongue was actually quite good.

"Hmph!" Lin Youde snorted coldly, finally finding a chance to strike back:

"Saying so much, isn't it all just excuses? A man should build a muscular body, not spend every day trying to turn himself into a gigolo."

As he spoke, Lin Youde scanned Ye Su with disdain: "With your thin arms and legs, if you ever encounter danger on the road, let alone protecting Mengyao, I'm afraid she'd have to protect you instead, right?"

"Hahaha—" Jin Wenlong, his follower, also chimed in with laughter.

"President Lin, President Li."

The standoff between Lin Youde and Ye Su had already attracted the attention of the waiters.

At this moment, notified by the waiters, the restaurant manager finally rushed over.

Lin Youde and Li Mengyao were both VIPs here, so the manager naturally knew them both. She smiled and greeted them first, before turning to attend to the standing Lin Youde:

"President Lin, did the waiter not take you to your reserved seat? I will definitely scold them later. For now, shall I take you there?"

The manager's words were flawless, and Lin Youde found it difficult to continue pestering them:

"I just saw a friend and came over to say hello. Manager Wu, go about your business; I'll go over there myself in a moment."

Lin Youde wanted to leave, but Ye Su had no intention of letting him off so easily:

"You came over for no reason and scolded me, then you're just going to turn around and leave? Is there such a cheap deal in the world?"

"When did I ever scold you!"

"Calling me a gigolo, talking about thin arms and legs—isn't that scolding?"

"Heh." Lin Youde sneered upon hearing this.

In his view, Ye Su's relentless reaction was just his pathetic self-esteem being wounded by a few of his words.

"That really isn't scolding, because I was just stating facts."

But Ye Su didn't get provoked by his words as Lin Youde had expected; instead, he looked Lin Youde up and down:

"You have to rely on steroids to build a little muscle, and you spend all day bragging about how much you can bench press, but in reality, your strength doesn't even compare to a construction worker. And now you're here acting all puffed up."

Lies don't hurt people; the truth is the sharp blade.

With one sentence, Ye Su caused both Lin Youde and the Jin Wenlong behind him to lose their composure.

"Someone like you, who might not even be able to lift a 50kg dumbbell, can only be jealous that we use performance enhancers."

"Why would I be jealous of muscles that look good but are useless?"

Lin Youde laughed in extreme anger: "Since your mouth is so tough and you say my muscles are useless, do you have the guts to compete with me?"

Lin Youde scoffed: "Or is it that your mouth is the toughest part of your whole body, and you turn into a coward when it comes to the real deal?"

Seeing that Lin Youde had taken the bait, the corners of Ye Su's mouth lifted: "How do you want to compete?"

Although the [hidden task] only required driving Lin Youde away, his shoulder had just been inexplicably slapped, and Ye Su naturally wouldn't let it slide so easily.

He kept provoking Lin Youde with words, the purpose being to stir up his anger and make him compete in the area he was most confident in.

Even if Lin Youde didn't suggest it, Ye Su would have found an excuse to make a bet with him in a moment.

Since they were going to make a bet, there naturally had to be a stake.

Ye Su wanted him to know exactly how expensive that slap on his shoulder really was!

Seeing that the two were about to clash, a flash of anxiety crossed the manager's face. In her heart, she had already cursed Ye Su's entire family.

The person was already leaving; why are you still being so relentless!

You still want to compete with him?

Can't you see his arm is almost as thick as your thigh? What the hell are you going to compete with him for!

It doesn't matter if you get beaten to death, but don't die in our store!

"President Lin, this is our store after all. If something really happens, it won't be good for our store's reputation. Why don't we just forget it?"

"It's fine." Lin Youde waved his hand: "I am a civilized person, so naturally, I won't be like a thug and just start a physical fight with someone."

Lin Youde looked at Ye Su: "Let's just have an arm-wrestling match, how about it?"

Hearing that Lin Youde wanted to arm-wrestle Ye Su, Li Mengyao immediately became anxious.

Although she didn't like Lin Youde, she couldn't deny that no matter how you looked at it, Lin Youde's physique was a size larger than Ye Su's.

With such a big difference between them, how could Ye Su possibly win?

Sensing Li Mengyao's worried gaze, Ye Su sent her a reassuring look before revealing his ultimate goal:

"Arm-wrestling is fine, of course. But just arm-wrestling seems a bit boring. How about we each put up two million as a stake and decide the winner in one round?"