My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 126: Su Xuan is My Big Brother

"Explanations? What do you want to explain, isn’t everything clear now?" Director Qian, like White Pig, had a bureaucratic air about him.

Su Xuan was very annoyed because Yan Fangfei suddenly kept her distance from him, and seeing the White Pig in front of him made him even more irritated.

"Hey, I’m talking to you, White Pig, what exactly did Fangfei do wrong that you won’t let her go to work?" Su Xuan was ready to throw a punch.

"You bastard, what did you call me? Say that again, I dare you." Director Qian, plump and white, was so angry that his face turned red, and his body shook with fat.

Seeing the nauseating fat in front of him, Su Xuan suppressed his disgust: "You better take a good look in the mirror and see if you’re not the White Pig."

"You..."

Director Qian was so angry he was speechless, his red face resembling a scalded, hairless old sow.

Raging, he wanted to rush up and teach Su Xuan a lesson, but the last bit of reason he had deterred him from this idea, which would end in him getting beaten up.

"Yan Fangfei, your friend dares to speak to me like this, I think you don’t need to explain anymore, from now on, you’re fired," Director Qian directed his anger at Yan Fangfei.

Though he couldn’t beat up Su Xuan, he could still torment him by abusing his authority, something he was particularly good at.

"What..."

Yan Fangfei was completely stunned, her mouth slightly open, she stepped back soundlessly, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"If you’re not going to work, then so be it, what’s there to be afraid of, wife, don’t worry, I’ll take care of you from now on," Su Xuan said confidently.

"I don’t want that, I don’t want to be taken care of by you, it’s all your fault, you’re always so unreliable." Yan Fangfei cried and weakly pounded her fists on Su Xuan’s chest like raindrops.

As clever as she was, she understood that this had nothing to do with Su Xuan, it was all because of Director Qian.

But being in a weaker position, she could only vent her frustrations on Su Xuan.

"Fangfei, why are you crying?" Su Xuan was taken aback, a surge of indescribable emotions swept through him. The thing he feared most in his life was a woman’s tears; a murderous intent grew in him as his predator-like gaze fixed on Director Qian.

"Alright, you White Pig, you made my woman cry, now I’m going to make you bleed," Su Xuan said darkly as he approached.

"What... what are you going to do?"

Director Qian, frightened, kept retreating, intimidated by Su Xuan’s fierceness, and stammered, "Actually, it’s not my fault, our company has a rule that female anchors are not allowed to have boyfriends, it affects the ratings."

"What a bullshit rule, I don’t care, all I know is that you’ve made an unforgivable mistake," Su Xuan was in no mood to listen and reached out to grab Director Qian.

Just then, two smooth, soft arms gently wrapped around Su Xuan from behind, and a pleading voice said, "Su Xuan, I’m begging you, please don’t make a scene here, okay?"

Su Xuan turned his head and saw Yan Fangfei, with tear-blurred eyes and reddened eyes, his heart shattered. Although he wanted to tear Director Qian limb from limb, he had to consider Yan Fangfei’s feelings.

"Okay, I promise you, today I’ll let him go," Su Xuan relaxed completely, suppressing the rage in his heart.

"Phew!"

Director Qian breathed a sigh of relief. Used to bossing others around, he resumed his bureaucratic tone, "Young man, don’t be so hot-tempered. If you really hit me, not only would you not get away with it, but you might even implicate Fangfei."

With his strong self-control, Su Xuan, for Yan Fangfei’s sake, held back his retort, meanwhile plotting internally how to make this White Pig’s life a living hell.

"Director Qian, I’m really sorry about today, but could you reconsider the matter concerning my job?" Yan Fangfei clung to her last hope.

As a girl from an average family, it had not been easy for her to achieve what she had, and her biggest dream was to be a host; she simply did not want to give up this rare opportunity.

"Well," Director Qian pretended to be hesitant, his eyes slyly assessing Yan Fangfei’s lovely curves, posing as if morally upright: "This is something we can still discuss, as long as you don’t break the company’s rules, I could indeed have an in-depth discussion with you tomorrow night."

Hearing this, Su Xuan nearly exploded. If it weren’t for Yan Fangfei, he would have beaten Director Qian to a pulp. His own special jargon for picking up girls was being used by this old creep.

"This..." Yan Fangfei’s pretty face showed a moment of struggle. She looked at Director Wang, then at Su Xuan beside her and immediately hugged Su Xuan tighter, determination in her eyes: "Director Qian, I’ve made my decision..."

"Little Yan, I think you should consider it more," Director Wang hurriedly interjected, seeing Yan Fangfei’s decision from his years of experience.

If Yan Fangfei really left the TV station, he would no longer be able to have a hand on this pure female anchor he had coveted for so long.

"Actually, everything can be discussed, but I have to leave for now. When you think it through, you can call me." Director Qian said and then turned and left.

Based on his understanding of Yan Fangfei, he knew she definitely couldn’t bear to give up her current job. As long as she still had a glimmer of hope, he could make this beautiful anchor fall into the trap he had set.

"Fangfei, that old lecher harbors no good intentions towards you. If you want to be a host, I can help you get in touch with a new TV station," Su Xuan said softly to comfort her.

"Is it that easy?" Yan Fangfei’s face flashed a bitter smile. In this era of overflowing art schools, there were too many performers and not enough opportunities. Without the right connections and power, it was extremely difficult to stand out.

"Isn’t it just being a female host? It’s not that hard," Su Xuan said, puzzled.

Yan Fangfei shook her head, pondered for a moment, and looked deeply at Su Xuan: "Su Xuan, if I need to put off seeing you temporarily for my dream, would you wait for me?"

"Of course," Su Xuan said instinctively.

"Then thank you," Yan Fangfei’s face flashed a hint of excitement, then she solemnly added, "So, I will reduce our contact and also won’t meet you for a while. I hope you can understand, but I assure you that when the time is right, I will definitely be together with you."

"What?"

Su Xuan was a bit stunned. Not seeing each other and not keeping in touch, what kind of boyfriend and girlfriend was that? He had no interest in having a platonic relationship.

"I know you probably don’t like this, and it’s unfair to you, but I really need some time to think." Yan Fangfei wanted to flee from there quickly; she feared that staying with Su Xuan any longer would make it even harder to leave.

Before Su Xuan fully understood what was happening, Yan Fangfei had already run into the women’s changing room.

"Damn it, White Pig, you bastard, not only have you made my girl cry, but you’ve also messed up the situation I’ve been dreaming of. I will make sure you pay dearly," Su Xuan cursed loudly, yet he did not chase after Yan Fangfei.

He knew that the root of the issue lay with Director Qian. As long as he dealt with him, the beautiful anchor would naturally return to his embrace.

Feeling upset, Su Xuan did not rush to leave but simply grabbed a towel to drape over himself, closed his eyes, and began to contemplate how to deal with White Pig.

In the noisy swimming pool, people came and went, but none of that affected Su Xuan. A plan for revenge against White Pig quickly formed in his mind.

"White Pig, I don’t believe you can escape from my grasp. Just don’t let me catch any dirt on you," Su Xuan said with a sinister smile flashing across his face as he stood up and walked towards the changing room.

Just then, a series of shouts and noises erupted in the bathhouse.

A dozen men were chasing a comparatively skinny boy, beating him. The boy fought back symbolically a few times before being knocked to the ground, yet he still stubbornly ran towards where Su Xuan was.

"What skill is there in a bunch of people bullying one person?"

With a face full of disdain, Su Xuan slowly made his way towards the changing room, uninterested in meddling any more than necessary.

"Big brother, big brother, save me," the beaten skinny boy recognized Su Xuan and called out excitedly.

Su Xuan paused, pondered for a moment, and after confirming he didn’t recognize any younger brothers or followers, shook his head and moved on.

"Hahaha, Wu Fei, you can scare people too? Shouting big brother around here? No one cares about you; maybe your big brother is just as useless as you," a long-haired man said mockingly as he kicked Wu Fei on the back.

A hint of pain flashed across Wu Fei’s face, but he kept silent, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes blazing: "I’ll tell you, I recognized the wrong person before. My big brother is Su Xuan. If you dare insult him again, I won’t be polite to you."

"Yo, you’re getting all flustered?" The long-haired man said in a weird tone, kicking and cursing, "What kind of crap Su Xuan? I haven’t even heard of him, I bet Su Xuan is just another cuckold."

"Hahaha."

Laughter erupted from the side: "Right, birds of a feather flock together. If Wu Fei is a loser, his big brother Su Xuan must be one too."

"Damn that asshole who dares to share my name, causing me to be scolded for no reason," Su Xuan turned around, wanted to remind these people not to casually curse Su Xuan, when the boy named Wu Fei excitedly shouted.

"Su Xuan, you really are Su Xuan, big brother! I’m Wu Fei, do you remember me?" Wu Fei waved his hands energetically at Su Xuan.

Su Xuan vaguely remembered the man in front of him looked familiar but couldn’t recall where he had seen him before, spreading his hands: "I don’t remember."

"Hahaha." The long-haired man scoffed, giving the finger to Su Xuan: "Kid, you’re playing big brother and can’t even own up to your identity—I bet you’re just another loser."