"Ah!"
Qian Jiahao clutched his face, nearly stumbling.
His swollen face was burning with pain, but he hadn’t seen how the other person struck.
"Don’t ss with my woman!"
Lin Yifan glared at Qian Jiahao with cold eyes.
The slap just now was just a warning.
"You dare to hit , beat him to death!"
Qian Jiahao gritted his teeth and imdiately called his bodyguards to act.
Strong and sturdy, they all drew batons from their waists.
"Do you think it’s still three years ago?"
Lin Yifan reached out to protect Xu Fengxian behind him.
Three years ago, it was this group of bodyguards who held him down and humiliated him.
But tis have changed; if he wishes, they could beco corpses in minutes.
"What are you going to do?"
Just then, Xizhu’s angry shout echoed.
Arriving with over twenty coworkers, they imdiately surrounded the house.
Seeing the villagers gripping hoes and clubs, the bodyguards got scared.
"What are you going to do... I warn you... touch a finger of mine, I’ll bankrupt you..."
Qian Jiahao realized they were over a thousand miles from the Provincial City.
In such a place, even if beaten, he’d have nowhere to complain.
"Damn it, bullying my brothers, today we’ll dig a pit and bury you!"
Xizhu gripped a club, stepping forward fiercely.
Living on construction sites, they were all exceptionally strong.
"Xizhu, don’t."
Lin Yifan hurriedly reached out to stop him.
A beating wasn’t enough to repay what had been done to him.
"Qian Jiahao, I rember you asked my mom to compensate you a million at the ti, right?"
Lin Yifan, with a cold face, walked in front of Qian Jiahao.
"What, are you trying to renege? She signed willingly... It’s her fault for being too hard-headed and shattering a lousy wine bottle, cutting my hand—resulting in a level-six disability. If you don’t pay, I’ll have you jailed!"
Seeing Lin Yifan hesitate to act, Qian Jiahao imdiately got arrogant.
"Fine, my mom has been paying for two and a half years, seventy-six thousand remains today. I’ll give it all to you."
Lin Yifan asked Xu Fengxian to take the suitcase from the car.
Seeing the suitcase full of money, Qian Jiahao was quite surprised.
"Now, write a receipt, and the money is yours!"
Lin Yifan’s behavior made Xu Fengxian very pained but remained silent.
After all, she had to give him face at this mont.
"Fine, you’re sensible; I’ll take it."
Seeing Xizhu, who was nacing on the side, Qian Jiahao bore the humiliation in his words.
After signing the receipt, he took the entire box of money.
"Take it, consider it compensation for the wear and tear your wife caused back then!"
Xu Fengxian couldn’t bear it and said sarcastically on the side.
The remark made Xizhu and his workers burst into laughter.
"Lin Yifan, do you have any conscience; when did I sleep with you?"
Feeling Qian Jiahao’s face turn sour, Su Man imdiately shouted.
She’d barely gotten him to agree to marry, further argunts might ruin the wedding.
"What about your conscience when you betrayed for money?"
Looking at the once-pure girl in a white dress, now a brand-nad lady.
Lin Yifan’s eyes were complex.
"You told you were willing to give everything for ; how co a bit of grievance leads to revenge, are you still a man? It wasn’t for money; it’s because Jiahao has responsibility, a man who provides life security—he’s the real man!"
Su Man’s narrative made Qian Jiahao proud imdiately.
"Hey, you heard that, it’s the voice of the people. If you’re ever in Provincial City, call . Wasting ti on this pauper is too much."
Qian Jiahao spoke, throwing a business card on the counter.
This was aid at Xu Fengxian.
Since entering, he’d been sneakily eyeing her.
Even in her mid-thirties, her beauty still eclipsed Su Man’s, making his heart itch.
"Forget it, I still have dignity."
Xu Fengxian covered the card with a cloth, tossing it out the window.
The disdain invoked another wave of laughter.
"You... you rural woman... clueless, deserving poverty for life!"
Being so humiliated, Qian Jiahao’s face turned ashen.
Yet just then, a fragrant breeze wafted by.
Followed by a tall beauty stepping out from the crowd.
Her fair, rosy face was stunningly captivating.
The smile on her lips was soul-stirring.
The sound her high heels made on the ground was so pleasing.
In a montary trance, Shen Shiyao had already walked up to him.
"Slap!"
As he indulged in the scent, a sharp sound reached his ears.
The next instant, five red marks appeared on Su Man’s face.
"You... why did you hit ..."
Clutching her face, Su Man never thought she’d be struck.
"Because you’re cheap!"
Shen Shiyao, with a cold face, having learned of Lin Yifan’s shaless ex coming, rushed over.
This slap fulfilled her words from two days ago.
"Honey... she hit ..."
Seeing Shen Shiyao towering over her, Su Man coquettishly pulled on Qian Jiahao.
"Miss... is... there so misunderstanding?"
Qian Jiahao rubbed his hand, still greedily eyeing Shen Shiyao.
Even though she hit his fiancé, he barely reacted.
"No misunderstanding, bully my man, get a beating!"
Shen Shiyao tossed her hair, walking straight to Lin Yifan’s side.
Hugging his arm, pressing her curvaceous body against him.
"You... why..."
Qian Jiahao felt a fiery rage suddenly surge.
Shen Shiyao with stunning beauty, Xu Fengxian with vivid charm.
Yet they stood beside Lin Yifan.
Their ambiguous actions revealed their unusual relationship.
In comparison to Su Man beside him, she suddenly paled.
"One fate, two luck, three feng shui; don’t think having good fortune ans invincibility. By the way, congrats on your wedding."
Lin Yifan finished speaking, turning toward the inner room.
Having acquired what he wanted, the couple was now useless.
"Just wait, I’ll make you pay the price."
Originally intending to show off, now insulted.
Qian Jiahao gritted his teeth, stomping as he left with his n.
"Why did you give him money just now?"
Watching the departing car, Xu Fengxian finally spoke.
Seventy-six thousand could buy a big house in County.
"Are you stuck on that ungrateful woman?"
Shen Shiyao pouted.
With that stance, a beating was light.
"This money—exchange for twenty years of their luck, quite the bargain."
Lin Yifan sat on the chair, looking at two strands of hair, one long, one short.
This was what he wanted.
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