Chapter 2: Chest Pain?

"Scram, you filthy hooligan, if you can't speak properly then don't speak at all. Watch out, or this lady will tear your mouth apart."

Lu Miaochan's pretty face was covered with frost as she glared angrily at Ye Xuan.

This bumpkin who ran out of the countryside, does he have a problem with his brain? He just spouts anything!

Ye Xuan seriously said, "Beauty, I'm not being a hooligan. I'm not lying to you. You really show signs of having large breasts, and it could be very dangerous if not treated in time."

"Humph, country people really have no manners—using such a vulgar excuse to hit on a beauty."

"Exactly, and look at what you're wearing? Everything you have on probably doesn't even add up to a hundred, trying to aim for swan meat while being a toad!"

"Beauty, don't pay him any attention, this kind of person deserves a beating!"

The men around couldn't stand it anymore, and several sharp glances stabbed towards Ye Xuan.

Lu Miaochan's ethereal beauty triggered a storm of hormones among the men. They all wanted to degrade Ye Xuan, this country bumpkin, to gain favor with the beauty!

"This gentleman, please show some self-respect. I demand that you apologize to this beauty immediately!"

A handsome young man nearby said righteously.

Huh?

Ye Xuan frowned and glanced sideways at him, "Who are you calling 'you?'"

"I'm not 'you'! I'm just disgusted by your bullying of the lady. Everyone, let's judge this. Such country people truly lack manners."

The handsome man's expression froze, then his face darkened.

"That's right, country bumpkins just curse when they open their mouths, they can't compare with us city folks!"

"The quality of Chinese people is being dragged down by these bumpkins!"

Everyone treated Ye Xuan like a target.

The handsome man's face showed a delighted expression, naturally not missing the opportunity to step on others to elevate his own status.

"This country person must be entering the city for the first time, has never seen a beauty. Look at his palms, so many calluses, must have been feeding pigs in the countryside, right?"

The handsome man glared at Ye Xuan's palm and said sarcastically.

Ye Xuan couldn't be bothered to argue with these idiots.

"Do you often feel chest tightness, difficulty breathing, experience chest puncture pain, dizziness, and other symptoms? Also, at night while sleeping, do you wake up gasping for air, feeling intolerable pain three inches above your chest?"

He asked Lu Miaochan.

"You... how do you know that?" Lu Miaochan's face was filled with disbelief.

Only she and her closest mother knew about these symptoms, how did this guy know?

Ye Xuan's eyes fixed on Lu Miaochan's chest and said, "Beauty, like I said, these symptoms are a sign of large breasts. How about you let me 'massage' it a few times, I guarantee it will relieve the symptoms."

What!

A few 'massages' and it's cured?

Go die!

Lu Miaochan huffed in anger. She had visited many hospitals, but there was no improvement in her condition, and now this jerk says a few 'massages' on her chest would cure her illness, how could that be possible?

Lu Miaochan's pretty face flushed with anger, "Filthy hooligan! Just die!"

She was sure this was just a total sham, a shameless scoundrel through and through!

Clearly, he wanted to take advantage of her but disguised it as treatment, utterly shameless.

"Humph! The quality of country people really needs to improve. Miss, I think he just wants to scam you. I've seen this trick a lot."

The man said sarcastically and dismissively, then stood up from his seat. "Come sit here. If this kind of person bothers you, he will harass you all the way."

The handsome man's gesture immediately gained the admiration of everyone.

He was good-looking and so considerate, while in contrast, the messy Ye Xuan was met with disdain and contempt.

"No need, I'll just sit here."

Lu Miaochan frowned, the handsome man's method of belittling others to elevate himself made her even more repulsed.

The man was a bit disappointed, but looking at Ye Xuan, he sneered internally, thinking such a loser + country bumpkin probably would never attract women, serves him right to be a single dog!

"Huh?"

Just then, Ye Xuan's gaze narrowed, looking towards a seat across.

Sitting there was a burly man, dressed gaudily in a plaid shirt with tattoo-covered arms showing, his face full of defiance, as if his face bore the words 'I am a hooligan.'

When Ye Xuan looked over, the man in the floral shirt walked over arrogantly, chuckling, "Beauty, you're pretty cute. Wanna be friends?"

Lu Miaochan felt helpless and instinctively looked around at the people nearby.

It was clear this man was bad news, and she hoped someone would drive him away!

But to her disappointment, the Flower Guardians who had been indignant just moments ago now shrank their necks and pretended not to see, unwilling to stir trouble with the brutish-looking man.

"Big brother, I just met this girl too, we are not familiar."

The handsome man was intimidated by the brute's fierce glare, losing his previous sense of superiority, too scared to utter a word, and awkwardly backed out of the crowd.

Lu Miaochan whispered softly, "I... I don't know you, and I don't want to make friends with you!"

The floral shirt's eyes sleazily wandered over Lu Miaochan's chest, he smirked, "Don't know me? We'll get to know each other as we talk, won't we?"

After saying that, he slapped Ye Xuan's shoulder with his tattooed arm, looking down on him, "Kid, give me that seat. If you know what's good for you, move to the back."

"There are no seats left here, go find another spot," Ye Xuan said.

The brute grew impatient, "Didn't you hear me when I told you to scram? What's with all the chatting? Hurry up!"

"This is my seat, why should I leave?" Ye Xuan said lazily.

"What? You bumpkin, do you even grasp the situation? Want to play the hero? Do you believe I could end you with one hand?"

The man in the floral shirt almost thought he heard wrong; this shabbily-dressed bumpkin dared to defy him; it was like courting death.

Hearing this, Ye Xuan calmly shrugged. In this world, he doubted there was anyone who could kill him with just one hand.

"I said, this is my seat. What can you do if I don't leave?" Ye Xuan glared sidelong at the floral shirt.

Lu Miaochan was somewhat surprised; she clearly hadn't expected the guy sitting next to her to be so spineful. Didn't he realize that would infuriate the brute?

"Alright, kid, are you sick of living? A country bumpkin like you daring to act tough here! Since you won't leave, I will make you!"

With a sinister laugh, the floral shirt swung his fist viciously towards Ye Xuan's head.

The handsome man who had sneaked away to watch the chaos unfold wore a gleeful expression, seemingly anticipating the next moment when this rustic would be beaten miserably.

Snap!

Ye Xuan moved lightning-fast, grabbing the floral shirt's fist; the latter immediately broke into a cold sweat, letting out a pitiful scream, "Big guy... please let me go, my hand is breaking!"

Indifferently looking at the floral shirt, Ye Xuan spat out two words: "Get lost!"

With a kick, Ye Xuan sent the floral shirt tumbling to the ground, where he lay sprawled in a plume of dust.

The entire bus fell silent.

Many people were surprised as they looked at Ye Xuan, not expecting this bumpkin to knock down the almost six-foot-three floral shirt!

Lu Miaochan's mouth fell open in astonishment, wide enough to fit a large duck egg.

"Kid, you just wait for me. Once we get to East Sea City, I'll show you how tough I am!"

The floral shirt picked himself off the ground, shot a malevolent look at Ye Xuan, and with a bruised face, returned to his seat and discreetly took out his phone to make a call.

Ye Xuan didn't take him seriously at all; to him, such posers were no different whether they came at him singly or in a group!

Lu Miaochan sneaked a glance at Ye Xuan, softly saying, "Um, thank you, um... I'm Lu Miaochan. What's your name?"

Ye Xuan, acting comfortably familiar, grinned and took Lu Miaochan's hand proactively, saying, "I'm Ye Xuan; sis Miaochan, have you thought it through? Do you want my help?"

"You... you pervert!"

Lu Miaochan's face flushed red in an instant. After all that, was this guy still trying to take advantage of her? Any budding fondness she might have felt for Ye Xuan evaporated, leaving her fuming.

Just as she was about to retort angrily, suddenly her expression changed, feeling a sharp pain in her chest, her brows tightly furrowed in agony.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Ye Xuan released Lu Miaochan's hand, noticing something was off.

"My... my chest... it hurts so much!"

Lu Miaochan clutched at her chest, her complexion turning pale. She knew the symptoms of chest pain were acting up again and this time it was worse than ever.

"See, I told you, you have signs of serious chest pain! You wouldn't listen. If you had let me massage it earlier, maybe it would've been better by now."

Watching Lu Miaochan curling up in pain, Ye Xuan frowned, "I'll check it out, using my method!"

Ye Xuan said sternly, then without allowing any refusal from Lu Miaochan, he supported her body.

Seeing this, the surrounding passengers immediately widened their eyes. What was this scoundrel trying to do?

Was he seriously going to massage this beauty right here?

Damn, could he be any more shameless…