Translator: Exodus Tales
Editor: Exodus Tales
Feng Yishu looked at Feng Sujin’s ferociousness and wanted to scold her, but her scalp started to hurt from the hair-pulling.
“Argh, argh… why are you doing, let go of me…”
“I had to tolerate you all because of my father and sister. But what you did to me before, I will double it and return it to you.” Feng Sujin dragged Feng Yishu into an alley before letting go and slapping Feng Yishu with all her might.
“Ouch, it hurts… you little b****, ouch…”
Pa, pa…
The sound of slaps continued.
Feng Sujin’s hands were numb and Feng Yishu’s face was swollen. She remembered when Feng Yishu and the old madam hit her and kicked Feng Yishu a few more times angrily.
“Ou… you are a b****!”
Feng Yishu’s face was swollen and she couldn’t curse clearly. Feng Sujin had never felt so delighted. She didn’t have to tolerate anyone anymore and could beat up anyone she wanted to. Now that her weaknesses weren’t in House Feng’s hands, she didn’t have to be scared of anything.
Next, Feng Sujin strangled Feng Yishu with both hands forcefully, as if she was going to kill her. Feng Yishu was frightened and her eyes filled with terror almost popped out. Feng Sujin was like a sheep before; when did she become violent enough to kill her? Feng Yishu felt her death incoming and her legs began to shake.
Feng Sujin didn’t loosen her hands until the last moment. Feng Yishu fell on the ground weakly, gasping and coughing. Feng Sujin squatted next to her and lifted Feng Yishu’s chin up, “Go back and tell your mother, the old wrench, this: do not think you can get hold of me in the future. Whatever House Feng did to me before, I will make you pay it back.”
“And if you see me on the street in the future, you better walk around me. My hands are itchy and I would really like to beat someone up just like how you did to me.” Feng Sujin finished her sentence and kicked Feng Yishu a few more times to vent out her anger.
“Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, I have evidence of you having an affair with that young, pale-faced boy. Next time, I will show it straight to your husband.”
Feng Yishu widened her eyes at Feng Sujin. She kept it a secret well, how did Feng Sujin know about it?
“In order to fight against House Feng, I have a lot of evidence in my hands!”
When she was with Lan Beichen, she had used his powers to investigate some matters. She wasn’t the kind to sit and wait for death and she had been watching House Feng’s every move from the very beginning in order to save her father and sister. But later, Lan Beichen canceled the wedding and she couldn’t do anything in her tight spot.
Now that she had Jun Mohan as her shield, she could demonstrate her own abilities. Feng Sujin recalled what Jun Mohan had said and her heart became warm again. She looked at her hands then at Feng Yishu, suddenly wondering, is she really good enough for Jun Mohan like this?
Her eyes were filled with sorrow as she stood up and left weakly.
Feng Yishu watched Feng Sujin walk away before she took out her phone with trembling hands and called House Feng.
Feng Sujin wasn’t in the mood to eat anymore. She returned to the manor and threw herself on the bed, staring into space blankly. In a daze, she picked up her phone and dialed a number.
Jun Mohan was in the middle of a meeting and his expression changed when he heard his phone ring.
It was his private number; the only person who could call his number was his wife, Feng Sujin.