Chapter 875: Does it Hurt?
Though the underworld indeed offers tempting profits, the risk involved is substantial—like living on the edge of a knife.
So...
Actually, Nangong Jin did want to pursue Di Jinxuan, and even if his feelings were genuine, he still disapproved.
After all, the business his family was involved in was high-risk.
But then again, if he didn’t do it, someone else would always be there to take over and snatch away that piece of fat meat which no one would willingly give up.
In fact, he and Nangong Jin had some cooperation in smuggling behind the scenes, but he didn’t tell Gu Qibao about this.
Anyway, Nangong Jin’s wealth was undoubtedly considerable.
Moreover, these underworld businesses would always have a market, and there would always be people doing them; if he didn’t, he would essentially be gifting money to others.
But there had to be someone who took the lead openly.
The Nangong Family got its start in the underworld, so naturally, it was them.
But if Xuanxuan really got involved with Nangong Jin...
He wasn’t worried about anything else, except what would happen if Nangong Jin had an accident?
Although nowadays, underworld businesses were becoming more systematized, with barely any accidents or safety issues, especially since the Nangong Family had always been very discreet in their dealings.
But who could predict accidents?
So it was inevitable that he would be tough on Nangong Jin, hoping he would know when to back off.
But who knew what that guy was thinking?
He always appeared carefree and amiable; it was impossible to understand his real thoughts.
He knew it was not Nangong Jin’s fault; it was just the perfect personality for someone in the underworld.
Problems that could be solved would never resort to violence.
For instance, his own bad temper was not really suited for public dealings in underworld business, otherwise he’d have made countless enemies by now.
But Nangong Jin was different; he always carried a carefree smile, seemingly indifferent. He could get along well with all sorts of people, from every corner of society, the underworld or the lawful side, with smoothness.
So even if he had enemies, they were actually few.
The key was that he always appeared easy to talk to, leaving one unable to grasp his true intentions.
Take today’s event, for example; you had no idea whether he was angry.
Upon hearing Di Mingjue’s words, Gu Qibao instantly covered his face, "Jin brother seems so badass!"
Di Mingjue remained silent.
Nangong Jin was the guy who had grown up wearing split pants; naturally, he wasn’t a bad person, but all these years he had never understood him.
Or maybe he never thought of trying to understand him at all!
However, with that said, if he was pursuing his sister, it would be unjust not to give him a hard time, in accordance with his role as a brother, right, right?
Driving his car, Nangong Jin seemed completely unaffected, still with a rascal’s smile on his lips, oblivious to the deeply dented car hood.
He was listening to provocative music, his slender fingers rhythmically tapping along with the beat of the music. Each tap was perfectly timed, showing a great sense of rhythm.
And those pale, beautiful hands were strikingly attractive as they hopped about on the steering wheel, exuding a seductive allure.
Nangong Ran couldn’t help but swallow hard as he watched them, unable to stop glancing towards Jin’s perfectly attractive profile, tearfully lamenting how great it would be if he wasn’t her third brother!
She really began to suspect that her third brother might have a masochistic streak!
It seemed that the more he was abused, the happier and more relaxed he became, darn it!
"Third brother, does it hurt?" Nangong Ran had been staring at him for a while before she finally asked weakly.
"Hurt? What hurts?" Nangong Jin turned to look at Nangong Ran, his characteristic flirtatious eyes capturing hearts.
Nangong Ran blinked, "Damn, you just lost five hundred million! Aren’t you the slightest bit upset?"
Nangong Jin quirked his lips, "What’s there to be upset about?"