Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

Ai took her chopsticks and took a bite of the piping hot spaghetti dipped in the barbeque sauce.

“Delicious!” She exclaimed with glee.

Jun was pleased to hear the compliment. He loved watching the satisfied and fulfilled expression on her cute face. “Eat all up.”

Jin was the only one in the group who wasn’t enjoying the meal. Instead of his own food, his attention was solely focused upon Jun and Ai. The more they laughed, the more of an ugly and distorted feeling enveloped his heart with darkness. He displayed a stoic and deadpan expression on the outside but inside was a whole different level of resentment brewing up.

Everybody was enjoying their food without focusing on Jin at all.

Ai happily dipped her chopsticks into her plate again to take another bite when Jin rose from his seat. “I have something to attend to.”

Jun noticed the untouched food on Jin’s plate and was about to say something when he held his tongue back. In the end, he remained silent.

As Jin got up, the table suddenly and violently shook. The glass of water on Ai’s side of the plate tilted, and the water spilled all upon the spaghetti and trickled down to soak her dress wet. The glass slightly fractured as well with its tiny and sharp shards scattering towards her.

“Ai!”

Jun immediately pulled her chair back and dusted her dress.

Xing Bi hastily asked, “Ai, are you okay? You are not hurt, right?”

Yunru called for a waiter to clean up the mess on the table.

Shi Huan quickly offered her a tissue. “Wipe it with this.”

Jun anxiously checked her fingers and hands, “The glass didn’t prick you, right?”

“No, I am fine, Jun. I am not hurt,” she assured him. She pursed her lips in disappointment. “I just feel bad for the ruined pasta. It was so delicious and you worked hard for it,” her shoulders slumped.

“Idiot. What are you worrying over such a simple thing? I can make it for you anytime you want. Your safety is more important.”

.ᴄOᴍ Jin said, “Oops. My bad. My knee accidentally struck the table. I didn’t know the impact would be like this.”

Jun eyed him with a dangerous glint. “Be careful Jin! You would have hurt Ai!”

“I apologize. I am really sorry, Zhou Ai.”

But Ai neither accepted nor rejected his apology.

As Jin stepped out, he felt a hand clutch his shoulder, forcefully pulling him back. “My dear little brother.”

He stiffened upon hearing Nian’s voice laced with alarm and coldness. There were very few people passing by, so Nian was free to display his hostility.

“You are stooping too low. I think I warned you before that if you don’t stop doing what you are doing, then it will be really bad for your health,” he remarked by lowering his voice and simultaneously tightening his painful grip on Jin’s shoulder.

Jin faintly pressed his brows. “I already told you it was an accident.”

“Lie to me once again, and I will slap the shit out of you. Since when did you become so gutsy to stand against me?” The dark pressure his aura emanated would have brought somebody else on his knees. “I am still very lenient, Jin. Trust me, if Jian comes to know about this, then…let’s not talk about how miserable he will make your life,” Nian smiled. “You know how we can get if somebody flips our switch to the wrong side, right?”

Jin involuntarily shuddered and just for a moment, his gaze expressed the deep and innate fear towards his older brothers.

“You know, it’s such a good time to sort out your differences but here you made Jun angry again. I told you, I don’t like us siblings fighting,” Nian yawned lazily and from his shoulder, he held Jin’s ear, pinching it tightly. “Why don’t you learn when I say something for the first time, Jin?”

Jin’s complexion suddenly paled. “Leave!”

“Then don’t do things that make me angry,” he sighed helplessly. “You know I am not a good man when you tick me off like that.”

“You don’t understand anything!”

“I don’t want to either,” Nian shrugged. “Just behave as you are supposed to, and everything will be fine.”

Nian was about to twist his ear harder when a hand came in between and stopped his fingers. “Enough, Bro.”

Nian took a sideway glance and stared at Jun. “Ah my other dear little brother.”

Jun saw Jin’s ear turning redder and pressed his hand firmer. “Ai is alright, Bro. Take your hand off his ear.”

“You don’t tell me what I should do and what I shouldn’t, Jun,” he iterated casually, but Jun didn’t miss the menace in his tone. “Don’t forget that YOU are also my little brother. Follow the age hierarchy here. I wouldn’t like it if you step out of your line either. Do you want me to pinch your ear next?”

Jun said nothing.

“Also, what if Jin did it purposely? Will you still be soft towards him? If so, then you are pathetic.”

Jun glanced at Jin, who wasn’t meeting his gaze. He studied the animosity and fear In Jin’s eyes.

“Even if Jin did it purposely, I will punch and punish him. Nobody can hurt my girlfriend, and I will make sure he won’t do that again. So, leave him. I will deal with him.”

Nian pouted. He then let go of Jin’s ear but not without tugging it harder one last time, making Jin gasp. “You better do, or I will take matters into my own hands. And that will be veryyyyyy ugly,” he smiled.

Nian turned on his heels and left, whistling a merry tune.

Jun left for a minute and brought back a medical kit with him. “Put the ointment. It will hurt less. You should know better that you should just hang your head low and apologize when you are standing in front of Bro Jian and Bro Nian. They don’t like it when we challenge their authority.”

Jin snatched the ointment tube from him and gritted his teeth. “You don’t need to care about me!”