Reborn as a Noble's Son

Hearing Nie Zhenbang’s words, Liu Kun’s face also turned a bit awkward. Liu Kun’s identity was different from others. His old man is now a bonafide member of the Nie camp. From his own perspective, the relationship between Liu Kun and Nie Zhenbang has very clear boundaries. Looking at Liu Yang, still squatting on the ground, Liu Kun wished he could kick him hard. His distant relative was just too arrogant. He had no real talents, but had picked up some of the bad habits in Jingcheng, taking pride in having a Vice-Minister-level uncle and relying on his cousin as if he owned the entire Jingcheng. At this time, Liu Kun also felt somewhat regretful, blaming himself for having been too indulgent before.

Next to him, Li Hua also came up. Nie Guodong, the Nie family’s eldest uncle, is now the head of the Jingcheng City Military District. Li Hua’s father is also a deputy political commissar in the Jingcheng City Military District and has a deep relationship with them. Li Hua walked up and whispered, “Third brother, look, under such public circumstances… how about we go to the private room to discuss matters in detail?”

Seeing Liu Kun hanging his head in silence, Nie Zhenbang felt much better. Liu Kun’s comportment pleased Nie Zhenbang – his silence was a sign of acknowledging his mistake and taking responsibility for it. It also meant Liu Kun had no opinion on whatever punishment Nie Zhenbang decided for their relative.

In fact, Liu Kun had made the best choice at that moment. Not to mention Nie Zhenbang’s status, but even the princess behind Nie Zhenbang, Dong Wan, was one of Jingcheng’s untouchables. Dong Wan’s grandfather was a big shot in the advisory committee.

Although he had now retired, he is still a highly respected figure even to the current leaders. If Miss Dong Six isn’t pleased with what happened today and takes it further, it will not be something that can be resolved through a simple slap.

Following Li Hua’s entrance into the private room, Nie Zhenbang immediately took a seat on the sofa. Dong Wan also sat down next to Nie Zhenbang.

Nie Zhenbang took out a pack of ordinary Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket. Although his grandfather and uncle have plenty of special-supply Panda cigarettes due to their status, Nie Zhenbang, perhaps due to his fondness from his previous life, had no interest in them. In contrast, the ordinary Zhonghua cigarettes were somewhat intriguing to him.

At this moment, Liu Kun took the initiative and came up to Nie Zhenbang. “Third brother, it’s obvious that we have an issue here. You know my temperament. I have nothing to say. Liu Yang is my cousin, but feel free to deal with him, or Miss Six deal with him — I won’t have any objections. Whether you want him dead or alive, you can decide.”

Liu Kun stating so at this moment was not for lack of family affection, on the contrary, Liu Kun had a deep understanding of Nie Zhenbang’s thoughts. By saying this, perhaps, Nie Zhenbang might let Liu Yang off. Otherwise, Liu Yang might not lose his life, but he would never become an officer again.

As expected, upon hearing what Liu Kun had to say, Nie Zhenbang pondered in thought, looking at Liu Kun with an intrigued smile. After having not seen each other for three years, he didn’t expect Kun to have developed such cunning. But, Nie Zhenbang didn’t plan on calling him out on it. This minor incident was not worth severing ties with Liu Kun over. It just lowered Nie Zhenbang’s opinion of Liu Kun slightly; from now on, it depended on Liu Kun’s performance.

Immediately, Nie Zhenbang turned to Dong Wan and said, “Wan, what do you think?”

When Nie Zhenbang had first addressed her as Wan, she did not react. But now, in front of familiar faces like Liu Kun and Li Hua, Dong Wan became a bit shy, and said in a low voice, “I leave it to you to handle.”

“Kun, how about this – I’ve already beaten someone and taught him a lesson. Your brother should go back to where he came from. As for what you want to do with him, that’s up to you. I won’t interfere anymore. How does that sound?” Nie Zhenbang pondered a while, then expressed his views.

In fact, Nie Zhenbang was doing this for Liu Kun’s own good. With Liu Yang’s haughty character, continuing to hang around in Jingcheng might cause larger problems, which would also be troublesome for Liu Kun. Sending him back home, Nie Zhenbang believed, would secure a position for him – the Liu Family should still have that capability.

At this moment, Liu Kun turned his head towards Liu Yang and said, “Why are you still here? Do you find it enjoyable?”

Under normal circumstances, he would not leave upon seeing Nie Zhenbang.

But in this situation, Liu Kun had no choice but to go. He glanced at Nie Zhenbang and said, “Third brother, please chat with Dong Wan. I have some matters to attend to and I am afraid I cannot accompany you longer.”

Off to the side, Li Hua, the young man, looked quite at ease. He was watching Dong Wan and gave a thumbs-up to Nie Zhenbang, murmuring a few words. Judging by his lip movements, it was clear what he was saying: ‘Third Brother, you’re really impressive.’

Dong Wan retorted lightly, “Go away! Don’t expect to get ivory from a dog’s mouth.”

For a moment, the large private room was left with only Nie Zhenbang and Dong Wan. They both seemed a bit awkward. Liu Yang’s remarks seemed to hint at something, as if puncturing a paper window.

Just then, a waiter came in from outside the door. He looked at the two of them and said respectfully, “Sir, Mr. Liu has already ordered a new meal for you and this lady. Will you be dining here?”

Liu Kun was renowned at the Capital Restaurant, and in the Tan family hall. His earlier instructions to the waiter also made the waiter provide utmost respect at this moment.

Nie Zhenbang glanced at Dong Wan by his side and smiled. “Dong Wan, why don’t we… eat here and then leave?”

Dong Wan nodded slightly, whispering softly, “Let’s eat before we go.”

After the waiter left, Dong Wan looked at Nie Zhenbang and shyly said,

“Zhe…Zhenbang, didn’t you just call me…? Why did you change it back?”

His words made Nie Zhenbang’s heart skip a beat. Looking at Dong Wan, could it be that he had such a charm? That even a woman like Dong Wan fell for him? After a thought, Nie Zhenbang immediately denied this idea. He let out a sheepish laugh, “Dong Wan, you know, it’s that Liu Yang’s words just now that got me upset. Don’t mind it.”

But Nie Zhenbang didn’t notice that there was a flicker of anger on Dong Wan’s face. This blockhead, he seemed so smart, yet why was he so stupid at crucial times.

When the waiter came in again, Dong Wan suddenly said, “Waiter, bring in four bottles of Maotai.”

Looking at Dong Wan’s bold demeanor, Nie Zhenbang was taken aback. He looked at the four bottles of Maotai on the table and was about to say something when Dong Wan cut in, “I want to drink. You drink three bottles, I drink one. Is there a problem? I know your drinking capacity.”

At this moment, Nie Zhenbang laughed bitterly. He had some understanding of Dong Wan’s personality. Although she appeared cold, she had a wild side hidden inside her. Otherwise, a few years ago she wouldn’t have agreed to a thrilling car race with him. Although he was the one who initiated it, she could have declined at any time.

If he refused at this moment, she might explode on the spot. Two bottles were already a suitable amount for him. But with three, he would likely get drunk.

Bracing himself, Nie Zhenbang decided to join her glory or downfall, saying confidently, “Bring it on. Don’t blame me if you get drunk later..”