There is no Redemption for A Scum Villain

Chapter 34

"I can't believe I have to put up with this shit," Shang Qinghua muttered quietly as he signed another request letter for whatever materials one of his entitled shixiongdi requested, "I'm not the author just to do fucking chores all day."

Shen Yuan looked over at Shang Qinghua when he heard this. The man had a tendency to think aloud, but he had never said something like this before. Luo Binghe beside him didn't even look up, but Shen Yuan was very interested in this.

Author… There was only one author this man could mean and this made everything very very interesting. Luckily it was already rather late so Luo Binghe should be going back to Qing Jing peak soon too like Ning Yingying and Ming Fan had already. At least that's what he had thought, but no matter how long they were doing work for, the boy did not leave. When Shen Yuan took extra work, he did too as if he was determined to leave only when he did.

In the end Shen Yuan gave up and took a blank piece of paper to scribble something on it before he took a stack of finished papers and dropped them off on the desk.

Shang Qinghua didn't look up for a while as he kept doing his own work, but when this one was done he finally had time to look over Shen Yuan's work and look if it was adequate enough to be archived. He grabbed the first sheet of paper and held up his brush for possible corrections, but when his eyes fell on the paper he paused.

The sheet was empty except for two words. Yes, words. Not characters, words. Very unfriendly words in fact. It was written in English and in bold letters too. 'Fuck you'. Nothing more. Shang Qinghua looked up and turned to Shen Yuan who just sat on the floor, glaring at him with a murderous look in his eyes.

For a moment Shang Qingyuan's eyes flickered over to Luo Binghe who sat there, occasionally looking at Shen Yuan shyly.

"Luo-shizhi, you've worked enough now. I think you should return before you are too tired for training tomorrow," Shang Qinghua said in a strained voice.

Luo Binghe looked up with surprise and disappointment obvious on his face. "But I'm capable of working long hours like this. I promise I can-"

"That was not a suggestion but an order," Shang Qinghua commanded a bit more strictly.

Luo Binghe had no grounds to disobey and merely got up to bow in front of his shishu. "Apologies, Shishu. I didn't mean to show disrespect," he said and turned to Shen Yuan, "A-Yuan…I'll, uh…see you tomorrow."

"Sleep well, Binghe," Shen Yuan replied in an overly friendly tone that was merely meant to set off Shang Qinghua.

And it worked. Shang Qinghua looked rather distraught and as soon as Luo Binghe had left he shot out of his seat and walked right up to the youth on his office floor.

"Who are you," Shang Qinghua demanded to know.

He looked extremely frightened. The only thing that kept him from collapsing was the fact that the one sitting on the floor was most certainly (hopefully) weaker if they were to have to fight. Of course Shen Yuan wasn't, but luckily Shang Qinghua didn't know. Otherwise he would long have run away to cower under a table.

"How about we speak first about how lousy your disguise is, Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky?" Shen Yuan suggested.

"How do you know my UID?!" Shang Qinghua asked in a high-pitched voice.

"So you really are," Shen Yuan laughed and immediately jumped up, launching at Shang Qinghua, "Fuck you you bastard!"

Shang Qinghua stumbled backwards and fell to the ground as the youth hung on his throat, choking him with all his might.

"NO ONE IN HISTORY EVERY WROTE WORSE SHIT THAN YOU!" Shen Yuan yelled angrily "IF I HADN'T HAD HOPE THAT YOU WOULD GET SOMETHING DONE TO CLOSE THOSE FUCKING PLOTHOLES I WOULD HAVE BURNED MY COMPUTER LONG AGO!"