Originally, Kong Lingwen thought fighting over lingerie was a bit embarrassing, but seeing how arrogant the other side was, she decided not to back down.
Besides, Yang Cheng wasn’t wrong; even if it just sits unused, it shouldn’t be given to soone like that.
"Honey, this person is so annoying!"
The woman whined in a high-pitched voice, almost plastering her body against the man.
Unbeknownst to her, the middle-aged man was staring intently at Kong Lingwen’s ample chest, subconsciously swallowing his saliva. Comparing it to the woman’s beautiful face beside him, he instantly found her flavorless.
However, he couldn’t back down now, so he cleared his throat and arrogantly said, "I’ll give you five hundred yuan for the lingerie, don’t be ungrateful youngsters. You need to know who you can offend and who you can’t."
Hearing this, Yang Cheng could only laugh, while Kong Lingwen, always proud, had her face darken at the threat.
"Five hundred yuan, are you trying to shoo away a beggar! If you’re so rich, why not buy the whole store, stop pretending!"
Kong Lingwen always carried a noble air since she was a young lady from a wealthy family.
"Fuck! You slut dare talk to like that, not even wearing a bra outside, clearly not decent. How much for a night? I’ll pay to keep you, instead of that kid, let’s see how much he can spend on you!"
The middle-aged man looked greedily at Kong Lingwen. If he could get such a gem, he’d kick the woman beside him to the curb—she’d long lost her novelty since they’d slept together many tis.
"Honey, what are you doing! That kind of woman is just pretty, but she’s been ruined by n. Aren’t you afraid of catching sothing?"
The woman in a short skirt clung to the middle-aged man, glaring viciously at Kong Lingwen, afraid her sugar daddy would be seduced.
"You!"
Kong Lingwen’s face reddened with anger. She’d always presented herself as a man, and a big company boss, so no one had ever talked to her like this.
Facing these two ruffians, she was so furious she couldn’t even retort.
Yang Cheng certainly wouldn’t let his woman be bullied, pointing at the short-skirted woman and sneering, "You’re the one saying my girlfriend’s sick? Clearly, you’re the dirty one."
"What nonsense are you talking!"
The short-skirted woman quickly retorted, but a flicker of panic crossed her eyes as she clutched the man’s arm, whining.
"Honey, don’t believe him. I’ve been with you for so long; you were my first. How could I be unclean!"
The middle-aged man recalled their first ti together, when she wasn’t tight, but she did bleed.
Before he could speak, Yang Cheng interjected, "A first ti can be faked; the technique’s been around for years. Any hospital can do it nowadays, it’s no secret."
"Dude, I’d suggest you get checked out at a hospital. You might already be infected by her."
As soon as he finished, the woman exploded, screaming, "Ah! Shut up! Bastard! Believe or I’ll tear your mouth apart."
"You’re upset, so I must be right. Actually, I’m a doctor, I can tell sothing’s off about you just by looking. You even have a fishy sll."
Yang Cheng pulled Kong Lingwen away to maintain distance from the filth.
"Kid, what do you an? You saying my girlfriend’s got so disease?"
The middle-aged man was still incredulous.
"Exactly, I’m sure she does. She seems to be in the sex trade, probably serviced more than just you recently. If you sleep with her tonight, who knows what you’ll catch."
Yang Cheng said with absolute certainty, he didn’t even need a detailed check; the rotten sll emanating from her was enough to diagnose her condition.
The man’s face turned very ugly, glaring fiercely at the woman, gritting his teeth, "Are you really a prostitute? And was your ’first ti’ with a lie? You dare fool like this!"
"Honey, let explain. He’s lying to ruin us, don’t be fooled!"
The woman grabbed the man’s arm, looking very flustered.
"I’m giving you a chance now; co with to the hospital. If you’re clean, I’ll spoil you like before. But if you’re sick and infected too, I swear I’ll kill you!"
The middle-aged man was fierce, eyes full of malice, clearly not joking.
"I... I won’t go!"
The woman quickly refused, her guilty look obvious enough.
Slap!
The middle-aged man raised his hand and slapped her hard, cursing, "Bitch! Damn it! I treated you so well, and you go out whoring, cuckolding !"
"A slut in need of a good fuck, if I knew you were a whore, I would’ve just paid for it instead of being played like this."
He hit her with all his strength, her face instantly swelling up as she scread, "You dog! How dare you hit ! I don’t even like your sissy self; if not for your money, would I sleep with you? You hardly last longer than a dog every ti!"
"Fuck your mother! I’ll kill you, you bitch!"
"Ah!! It hurts!"
The woman, his face swelling from the repeated slaps, fought back fiercely, scratching his face with her sharp nails.
Bystanders gathered, intrigued by the quarrel, many pulling out phones to record.
The two struggled, but in the end, the man’s strength prevailed, and she kicked him before running away.
"Bitch! Stop right there!"
The middle-aged man waddled in pursuit, looking clumsy.
Unexpectedly, the woman slipped and fell, giving the man a chance to pin her down and beat her up.
Yang Cheng and Kong Lingwen stood at the door watching the spectacle, until the shop assistant approached, smiling and asking, "Sir, do you still want the lingerie you picked?"
"Of course, it’s our trophy, and wrap up what you just recomnded to my girlfriend too."
Yang Cheng waved grandly, deciding to buy it all.
The shop assistant bead, quickly heading to the register, fearing the custor might change his mind if he delayed.
"Yang Cheng, I told you I don’t like wearing such clothes. That lingerie is too revealing."
Kong Lingwen frowned, complaining. Even after resuming her female identity, she couldn’t accept wearing seductive lace lingerie.
"Your chest is so big, regular bras don’t suit you. Only these can make you comfortable. Why not try it on? If you still don’t feel right, I won’t force you."
Yang Cheng coaxed, his tone especially gentle.
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