"Brother Yu." Fang Chang supported him.
"Did you go out and flirt with soone?" Fang Chang asked unseriously.
Even so, watching the battle below, he knew the severity of it.
"If you didn’t provoke soone, would they hire such a powerful fighter to deal with you?"
Shen Yuyan felt annoyed: "Go, go, roll to the side."
Being beaten by a woman, he suddenly started doubting life.
"Check out that woman’s background?" Shen Yuyan wiped his sweat, feeling an inexplicable sense of crisis.
It’s not about losing the arena, but about whether this woman’s imnse power is good or bad.
If she’s an enemy, there will surely be a big battle in the future.
If she’s good, then there’s no worry. One might even plan to bring her into their fold.
This is sothing a police officer should be concerned about.
Li Wen was a bit dumbfounded after watching that fight, cold sweat pouring down.
Was President Song on drugs or sothing?
As far as he knew, Song Yi had not learned anything related to this field.
How did she beco a completely different person in the ring?
"President Song, what happened?"
Song Yi made a hush gesture, trying to calm her breathing after the intense exercise: "Don’t tell anyone."
"Go ask if there’s anyone stronger here."
Song Yi took off the protective helt, the sweat making her hair stick to her face. She was panting slightly, her small hand combing the hair back, her delicate and charming brows tinged with a blush.
It hardly seed like she was the fierce person on the stage just monts ago, but rather a woman of utmost gentleness and charm.
"President Song, you..." Li Wen was really a bit stunned, full of question marks, wondering if he was dreaming just now.
How could she be so powerful?
"Surprised?" Song Yi raised her brows, looking at him lightly, a hint of deep understanding flickering in her eyes: "I’m quite surprised too."
After saying this, the woman slightly lowered her brows, her charming tone carrying a hint of lancholy: "Maybe I’m not really the daughter of the Song Family."
"What nonsense are you talking?" Li Wen was shocked by her words: "You are definitely the biological daughter of the Song Family, don’t overthink it. The master and madam treat you so well."
"If I really grew up with the Song Family." Song Yi pointed towards the ring, snickered: "What was I just on the stage? Possessed by the war god or sothing?"
The woman’s bright brows turned irritable: "Don’t talk to ."
Her tone was cold, and she rubbed her temples in pain.
Her mind was currently a ss, many unknown issues kept popping into her head.
Entangling her heart until she couldn’t breathe.
Li Wen frowned: "You..."
Song Yi: "Say one more word, and I’ll beat you up."
"..." Silently shut up.
With her explosive power, if he got beaten up, he’d either end up in the ICU or the morgue.
He didn’t want to end up in either place, he was still young, he hadn’t married yet.
...
Song Yi’s skills were a secret, and she didn’t want to make a fuss about it or publicly investigate the matter. To find out the truth, she’d have to investigate quietly.
Because she didn’t know if she had already beco soone else’s target.
Why did she know these things, why were several years of mory missing?
The fact that her current life was stable proved it was deliberately stripped away from darkness, or maybe soone wanted to use her to hide sothing.
...
Fu Jingsheng arrived quickly.
Dressed in a simple outfit, with a sports bag slung diagonally, full of youthful spirit and rebellion.
"Sister Yi." Fu Jingsheng sat beside Song Yi: "I heard from Li Wen you were aweso."
His brows and eyes carried a devilish smile, his tone casual: "Quite the fighter?"
Song Yi tilted her head, glanced at him, then took a bottle of mineral water, drank two sips, her tone a bit flat: "Can you help investigate?"
"What?" Fu Jingsheng pursed his lips, his long eyes deepened, squinting slightly in a subtle way.
"My identity." Song Yi looked intently at Fu Jingsheng, word by word, unprecedentedly serious: "I want to know what I used to do."
The woman’s tone was calm, but each word struck him in the heart.
Stirring up waves one after another.
Fu Jingsheng lightly touched his earring, his fingertips brushing across: "Can you listen to your brother for a mont?"
Song Yi raised her eyebrows slightly, signaling him to continue.
Fu Jingsheng spread his hands, his tone slow: "You can test your fighting prowess, but after today, don’t co to such places again. You’ll draw attention, it will bring you unnecessary trouble."
"I will help conceal your whereabouts today. I’ll look into your past identity as well, but your abilities, keep them hidden, okay?"
Fu Jingsheng has always been a rebellious young man, but his skills are astonishing, from dicine to combat prowess, and even hacking.
But at this mont, he was speaking very seriously, very gravely.
She didn’t know where he stayed abroad.
But she knew, the waters were deep here.
So, she nodded lightly.
"President Song, there’s a big shot at the ring over there, win once, you get a million, lose and get two million." On the other side, Li Wen ca over, speaking while walking, his eyes bright as light bulbs: "Are you going?"
At this mont, Song Yi’s beautiful eyes looked at Fu Jingsheng.
Fu Jingsheng understood her mind, could only shrug: "If you want to go, go, but after today, don’t let anyone else know."
...
Up in the ring.
The man was already standing and ready.
Below, the audience grew larger, and as soon as Song Yi stepped into the arena, the cheers rose and fell more intensely.
"The one standing on the stage, supposedly is the owner here, in a foul mood, ca up to thrash people."
"This woman is also strong, just knocked down the arena king as she ca up."
"There’ll be a good show to watch."
The audience below buzzed with discussions.
Li Wen heard and frowned: "Isn’t this person so powerful, won’t President Song suffer?"
Fu Jingsheng sat next to him nonchalantly, legs crossed, playing with a deck of cards in his hand.
He wore a faint smile, his brows and eyes arrogant, dismissive: "No one can hurt her."
Li Wen found himself inexplicably drawn to the cards in his hand: "What kind of cards are you playing with? Let see."
Fu Jingsheng easily evaded, without any emotion in his eyes: "Not sothing for you to play with."
"Easy to lose your life playing with it."
Li Wen: "..."
He felt he had entered the world of the powerful.
In this place, maybe he should just keep a low profile.
Fu Jingsheng’s gaze was unwaveringly fixed on the ring, once Song Yi was in danger, the cards in his hand were prepared for her opponent.
No one could harm his sister.
...
The beginning of the fight in the ring was all about testing each other.
The man frowned, scrutinizing the opponent.
Supposedly, she was a woman.
A woman who could even take down Shen Yuyan.
From top to bottom, he assessed her, her stance was stable, her posture was correct, a professional.
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