I Need a Gangsta to Love Me Betta

Chapter Four

He tried to be away from Wei Qian.

He really, really did.

Xiao Yuan had stayed away from Wei Qian, trying to distance himself from the man who had abandoned him fifteen years ago. The distance was his attempt to keep his emotions in check, to stay away from the complicated entanglement that Wei Qian represented.

But the time away from Wei Qian did nothing to ease the storm within him.

He did regularly meet with Xiao Bao, hanging out with her during the days when she was around on assignments. She had eventually picked up on something between them but never voiced her concerns.

So after months of being away from Wei Qian, when Xiao Bao offhandedly mentioned that Wei Qian was travelling to Japan to meet with some game investors for that country with Beauty Ning.

The name struck a familiar chord rearing its ugly head.

Xiao Yuan's curiosity got the best of him as he sat down in front of his computer, fingers swiftly typing her name into the search engine.

Images flooded his screen: articles, business links, charity events, all showcasing her as a wealthy, successful businesswoman.

Beauty Ning.

The jealousy and anger seethed inside Xiao Yuan, reigniting that old, raw memory. He had gone there for business—an arms deal with ruthless men, far removed from any part of his past. It was supposed to be straightforward, clean.

But then he had seen Wei Qian, casually sitting in the hotel lounge, laughing with Beauty Ning as though the world outside didn't exist.

It had shaken Xiao Yuan to his core.

They had looked too close.

Too familiar.

Like more than just business partners.

That night had branded itself into Xiao Yuan's mind, not because of the deal he'd struck, but because of that easy smile Wei Qian wore. Beauty Ning had been the centre of Wei Qian's attention that night, and Xiao Yuan had watched from the shadows, silently fuming.

He had confronted Wei Qian that night, spewing venom, words laced with anger, jealousy, and betrayal. In fury, he had tightly gripped onto Wei Qian's body, his emotions taking over, leading to the desperate move of sinking his teeth into the skin of Wei Qian's neck—marking him, branding him as his.

It was a moment of madness , of possessiveness that had burned too hot and too fast.

And now, Beauty Ning was in the picture again, travelling with Wei Qian to Japan.

The thought of Wei Qian and Beauty Ning travelling together to Japan fed into Xiao Yuan's jealousy, an uncontrollable fire that seared through his entire being.

It ignited a flame of possessiveness and anger within him, like a dragon rearing its head, hissing and spitting as the thought of them being intimate together rages inside him, consuming him whole. His mind became a whirlwind of angry thoughts and images, fueling the jealousy that burned like molten lava in his chest, making every movement and thought a struggle against the overwhelming feelings.

He wanted to lash out at Wei Qian and Beauty Ning, to make them pay for this perceived betrayal.

Now, the thought of Wei Qian repeating that same night with Beauty Ning in Japan twisted Xiao Yuan's gut with rage. His imagination ran wild, envisioning them being together, sharing moments that should have belonged to him. It wasn't just about jealousy—it was about possession, about the unresolved emotions that had simmered between them for years.