coobybook Chapter 44 I don't need to pick the right time to hit you
Chapter 44 I don't need to pick the right time to hit you
Butler Bai knew what Song Nanxi was going to do.
A kind reminder: "Miss Nanxi, please be careful! Don't hurt yourself!"
Song Nanxi smiled knowingly.
How could that be? She'll only make those who make her uncomfortable cry their eyes out!
She had just stepped out when she bumped into someone.
It was Zheng Yuzhe, whom I hadn't seen in a long time. His assistant was carrying various exquisite gift boxes.
The swelling on his face had long since subsided, and he had returned to his presentable appearance.
"Song Nanxi! Where are you going?!"
Seeing that Song Nanxi was completely ignoring him, Zheng Yuzhe's temples were bulging with veins, and he couldn't help but call out to her.
Song Nanxi stopped in her tracks. "Is your face itchy again? How dare you meddle in your aunt's business."
Zheng Yuzhe's face twitched as he suppressed his anger. "I've come to visit Grandpa Song. How is his health?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Nanxi slapped him across the head.
"Song Nanxi, are you fucking crazy?! You're hitting people indiscriminately!" Zheng Yuzhe exploded, clenching his fist and charging forward.
Song Nanxi kicked him in the lower body, grabbed him by the hair, and shoved him down to beat him up.
"I'll hit you whenever I want, why do you need to pick a time? You dare to come in and try. My grandpa can't stand dogs barking lately, so don't disturb his rest, understand?"
The male assistant, carrying gift boxes in both hands, was completely bewildered. Before he could react, his boss was beaten up and a tuft of hair was pulled out.
He was deeply shocked and hesitated whether he should go up and help.
Just then, Song Nanxi suddenly turned her head, her icy gaze falling on him.
bass!
The male assistant immediately took a large step back.
Stuttering, "Miss Song, please don't hit me... I'm just a errand boy!"
He swallowed hard, feeling completely awful.
He knew that Song Nanxi was the boss's fiancée, but he didn't know what he had done to offend Miss Song and get hammered into pieces like a 'hero'.
But he really wanted to say: If you hit him, you can't hit me anymore!
Song Nanxi lowered her gaze and noticed a very precious medicinal herb in the gift box he was carrying.
He simply reached out his hand: "Give me the stuff."
"Huh? Oh, okay!"
The male assistant nervously handed all the boxes in his hands to Song Nanxi.
Song Nanxi raised her chin. "Now, take him and get out of here!"
Zheng Yuzhe was convulsing in pain. It wasn't that he didn't want to fight back, but that he was simply no match for Song Nanxi.
How is this possible...?
His voice was hoarse, and his mouth tasted of blood.
"Song, Song Nanxi...you're a madman...humph..."
Before he could finish cursing, Song Nanxi kicked him again, causing him to let out a painful cry.
Seeing this, the male assistant quickly helped Zheng Yuzhe up and advised, "Boss, say less. I'd better take you to the hospital!"
Zheng Yuzhe was being pulled and dragged, his eyes still fixed on Song Nanxi. "Song Nanxi, you just wait!"
“I’m always ready,” Song Nanxi clicked her tongue twice. “To be honest, I advise you not to always act like a jerk in front of me. I’m really afraid that you’ll fall in love with this feeling after I beat you up.”
"You're dreaming!"
Zheng Yuzhe was so angry he almost vomited blood. He had never seen such a shameless and vulgar woman as Song Nanxi.
Song Nanxi handed the things to the gatekeeper and instructed him to distinguish whether the visitors were people or animals, and that animals should not be allowed to pass.
Not far away, there are neighboring houses.
There was a person perched on the wall.
Chi Hao climbed the ladder and leaned against the old wall bearing the marks of history, watching a thrilling spectacle unfold.
"Damn, Song Nanxi is amazing! Brother Ye, she just beat up that show-off Zheng Yuzhe again without saying a word. She really went all out!" He hissed. "I don't know what Zheng Yuzhe did to offend her. I've noticed she's really good at fighting. Zheng Yuzhe tried to fight back several times but she suppressed him."
Jiang Mu was also sleeping on the recliner, playing with a rough medicine packet in his hand, occasionally bringing it to his nose to sniff it gently.
He drooped his eyebrows and said, "You took a picture? Let me see it."
"Oh, here it comes!"
Seeing that Song Nanxi had gone back, Chi Hao jumped down the ladder in a few steps and handed the phone to Jiang Muye.
In the video, the woman's movements were swift and precise. Jiang Mu could tell that she deliberately avoided Zheng Yuzhe's vital points, targeting the areas with the strongest sensory perception. She inflicted pain on Zheng Yuzhe without causing a police incident.
After all, even if a medical examination is conducted, Zheng Yuzhe's injuries will only be minor.
He smiled slightly, then quickly deleted the video.
Chi Hao grabbed his phone and wailed, "Brother Ye, what are you doing?!"
Jiang Mu gave him a cool look and said, "Don't spread rumors."
No sooner had those words been spoken than a voice rang out from outside the wall.
"Chi Hao."
It is Song Nanxi.
Chi Hao shuddered, stared at Jiang Muye with wide eyes, and asked in a low voice, "What do we do?"
Song Nanxi's voice turned dangerous, "Chi Hao, I'll count to three, 3, 2..."
"I'm here! I'm here!"
Chi Hao quickly stretched his neck and shouted, scrambling up the ladder like a monkey, and pleading with the wall, "Grandma, you're too impatient! This isn't good, it's not good!"
"I don't care what you do. You were secretly taking pictures of me, weren't you?" When Song Nanxi was beating Zheng Yuzhe, she saw Chi Hao peeking out.
Chi Hao was terrified of getting beaten up, after all, when Song Nanxi hit Zheng Yuzhe just now, it really looked painful!
"Yes, it was filmed, but it has already been deleted by Brother Ye. Look, even the backup is gone."
Chi Hao turned the screen around for Song Nanxi to see.
Upon hearing Jiang Muye's name, Song Nanxi narrowed her eyes and nodded. "I understand. I won't hold it against you today, but if there's a next time—"
"No more, no more!" Chi Hao raised his hand. "I swear!"
Song Nanxi gave a light snort, "I have something to do, I'll be going now."
"Hey—aren't you going to say hello to Brother Ye?" Chi Hao watched helplessly as Song Nanxi turned and walked away without a word.
Turning around, I saw that Jiang Muye, who had been relaxed and lazy just moments before, now had a handsome face so gloomy that it was almost frozen solid.
hiss!
It’s so cold!
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After finding out Lin Bei's location, Song Nanxi took a taxi and went straight there.
Lin Bei was accompanying Song Yirou as she tried on dresses; there were several other wealthy women in the store as well.
"Mom, how about this one?" Song Yirou, wearing a red dress, turned around in front of the mirror. Her gaze fell on a familiar figure through the floor-to-ceiling window.
Hatred welled up in my heart.
Song Nanxi!
Lin Bei, oblivious to everything, exclaimed, "No wonder she's my daughter! She looks beautiful in anything!"
Mrs. Liu said, "Yes, yes, our Xiao Rou is indeed a big star. Only Xiao Rou's figure can match this style of dress."
"Who says otherwise? By the way, Xiaorou, my son is also in the entertainment industry. Don't you all need male companions when you walk the red carpet? Why don't you have him come with you and hold up your dress for you!"
You chime in, I chime in, we flatter each other in a business setting.
Song Yirou was clearly in the center. Seeing that Song Nanxi's displeasure had disappeared, she arrogantly curled the corners of her lips and said, "I also think this dress is nice, but it's a bit tight at the waist and a bit loose at the hips." She looked at the dress designer Amanda and said, "Amanda, I really like this dress. Can you alter it to fit me?"
“I’m sorry, this is our store’s prized possession. I designed it according to the most perfect curves of the human body. I know that it may never find a perfect owner, which is why it’s been hanging here all this time. So, Ms. Song, I suggest you take a look at some other dresses.” Amanda replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.
But the refusal was quite obvious.
Song Yirou's smile froze, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.
Lin Bei's face darkened. "You mean my Xiaorou's figure isn't good enough? Are you kidding me! Xiaorou is a big star, she makes a living with her looks and figure! I think there's something wrong with this dress. How much is this dress? I'll buy it!"
We can change it however we want when the time comes.
Amanda felt humiliated. "Ms. Lin, I think I've made myself very clear..."
"Mom! I've finally found you! Something terrible has happened! The young man you've been keeping has come to our door! He insists that you divorce Dad and be with him!"
He also said, "If you don't agree, he'll hang himself at our doorstep!"