“Miss, do you know me?” Meng Yu was shocked. Had he seen her before? Impossible! Such a stunning beauty would not be easily forgotten.
“Even if he was burned to ashes, I’d recognize him!” I clenched my fists so hard my knuckles cracked. Damn it, I was abandoned by him back then, and in this life, I’m going to beat him back!
“I knew it, Boss Meng’s love luck has arrived! Fighting is affection, scolding is love!” The hemp-clothed spendthrift rushed forward.
“Love luck? More like bad luck,” I sneered. “Watch me beat you into a pulp of luck!” With that, I threw a punch.
Although he admired beautiful people, Meng Yu was still his idol. Guan Changyun reached out to stop me but discovered this woman’s moves were faster than he imagined!
With a bang, a punch landed directly on Meng Yu’s nose, sending him flying. I jumped up from the bed and followed with a flurry of punches and kicks. That first punch used six layers of internal force—considered payback for my past grievances. Now I was just wildly beating him, treating it as collecting interest.
The three men stood agape, watching the girl who had been lying weakly on the bed now vigorously beating someone. After smashing a stool down, I patted my hands and asked, “Did you save me?”
“No, no, no, it was him…” Situ quickly changed his tune. He felt overwhelmed—one beating every day would be too much! Suddenly, he appreciated his parents for choosing a virtuous maiden for him.
“It was him…” Guan Changyun, also stunned, hastily pointed at Situ. What if this beauty wanted to repay her savior with her body? He’d die young! Who knows when she might go crazy and stab him into a waste basket!
I didn’t know my casual venting would actually lead two famous wanderers to quickly marry and become devoted husbands and fathers. But that’s another story.
“Didn’t I say? Boss Meng is extraordinary, so his luck in love is too,” Hong Junyi declared proudly.
“Match my foot! I’ll kill him first, then kill you!”
I grabbed the wine cup from the table and threw it, hitting Hong Junyi’s laughing point precisely.
Two faces bloomed like flowers, except one was paralyzed by laughter.
“Miss… haha… please… spare me…” Hong Junyi cried, laughing hysterically.
