"Oh my god, sister-in-law, you’re awesome!"
Mo Jinyu had been standing by, enjoying the spectacle, but upon hearing An Xiaoyu’s words, he couldn’t help but admire her to the utmost.
Shen Yufeng frowned at An Xiaoyu’s words, and suddenly stopped his assault, only to unexpectedly receive a kick in the chest from Chu Mucheng.
"Damn it, Chu, my boss has already stopped, and you’re still launching a sneak attack!"
Mo Jinyu quickly darted to Shen Yufeng’s side.
"Boss, are you alright?"
Shen Yufeng didn’t respond to Mo Jinyu but instead fixed his gaze on An Xiaoyu.
"Wife, do you really need to send me to the hospital to be content?"
An Xiaoyu hurried to Shen Yufeng’s side.
"Where are you hurt?"
"My chest hurts!" Shen Yufeng put on an expression of pain, "Come over and help me up!"
Mo Jinyu tactfully stepped aside, leaving the hefty responsibility of supporting Shen Yufeng entirely to An Xiaoyu.
In an instant, An Xiaoyu felt the full weight of Shen Yufeng pressing down on her body, so heavy!
"Wife, do you really want the police to take me away?"
Shen Yufeng questioned her softly in her ear, his tone seemingly filled with pain.
An Xiaoyu gritted her teeth.
"Idiot, you believed it when I was just kidding?"
She was just putting on an act; the call was never made!
Shen Yufeng’s brows rose, and he planted a kiss on her face, "My wife loves me the most after all!"
"Quit the sweet talk, don’t you think fighting is childish?"
An Xiaoyu shot him a glance, then turned her head, only to see Chu Mucheng looking at her coolly, his eyes full of pain and sorrow.
Actually, the moment he engaged in the fight, Chu Mucheng knew he was no match for Shen Yufeng. However, by then, the competitive nature of a man had been triggered, and he couldn’t control himself. He just wanted to win over the man before him.
At the very last moment, hearing An Xiaoyu’s voice calling the police, Shen Yufeng backed down, but the kick he had launched couldn’t be retracted.
As a result, An Xiaoyu ran over to help Shen Yufeng.
Watching their intimate interaction and the kiss Shen Yufeng left on An Xiaoyu’s face, Chu Mucheng felt torn apart with jealousy.
But in the end, did he still lose?
An Xiaoyu massaged her temples, feeling utterly confused.
She really didn’t expect that Shen Yufeng and Chu Mucheng, two grown men, would actually come to blows.
Males fighting usually happens for one of two reasons: either to compete for territory or for a mate. So, was the strife between Shen Yufeng and Chu Mucheng about her?
What kind of mess was this!
Can fists really solve everything?
An Xiaoyu saw that Chu Mucheng’s face was more bruised than Shen Yufeng’s, which looked rather serious. But at the moment, Shen Yufeng, this guy, was leaning his entire weight on her, and she still needed to get him into the car first.
Otherwise, who knows, the spat between these two men might escalate further still.
As An Xiaoyu helped Shen Yufeng walk past Chu Mucheng, she heard his cold voice speak, "An Xiaoyu, do you care about that man so much?"
An Xiaoyu didn’t answer his question, but rather lowered her eyelids and said indifferently, "Chu Mucheng, stop doing such childish things from now on!" Content orıginally comes from 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝓷𝓮𝓽
Having said that, she helped Shen Yufeng into the car, sitting in the back seat with him.
Mo Jinyu hurriedly scampered over to start the car.
"Finally, we can go eat! I’m starving to death!"
As the car started, An Xiaoyu heard Chu Mucheng roar, "An Xiaoyu, you will regret this!"