"You vixen! You harlot! Just watch, I’ll tear your face apart!"
"Co on, then! Co and get ... Xiaohao’s holding my hand right now; how else would I have his phone?"
Yan Xixi, deciding to go all out, raised her hand and sent over two extrely suggestive and provocative photos from her phone. As expected, the woman on the other end exploded, "You vixen! You harlot! Damn you, harlot! I’ll kill you both!"
"Co on, who’s afraid of you? Xiaohao and I are at the XX Club. Today, he was so happy he announced to his friends that we’re expecting a son, and he even said he’s going to marry openly and properly... You old hag, go die! If you have any sense, divorce Xiaohao imdiately! If you dare to co, I dare to end you!"
A busy signal sounded from the other end; the other party had hung up.
Yan Xixi calmly hung up, turned off her phone, and with a casual flick of her hand, sent it plumting from the 27th floor.
She walked out. Huang Xiaojue was waiting at the door, looking sowhat surprised.
"Xixi, are you not feeling well?"
She giggled, "I’m fine, I’m fine. Just a bit of an upset stomach."
Huang Xiaojue took her arm and led her away. As they walked, whenever soone greeted them, he stayed right by her side. His mind was racing, wondering what on earth she was planning to do tonight.
All along their path, a pair of lecherous eyes followed them, making her feel as if daggers were pointed at her back. But Yan Xixi paid it no mind. Instead, she openly and composedly held Huang Xiaojue’s arm. Though she didn’t speak, she smiled throughout, playing the perfect part of a devoted wife.
Zhou Ting observed her from the shadows. She noted that Yan Xixi didn’t utter any ingratiating words, yet she inexplicably carried herself with exceptional dignity and propriety. Her gait was particularly beautiful and exceptionally refined. Paired with her perfect looks, even another woman scrutinizing her would find no fault.
Zhou Xiaoxuan followed her gaze. She knew that only now did Zhou Ting truly see Yan Xixi as a formidable rival. She lowered her voice and said, "This woman is a con artist by trade. She’s a practiced actress, vain, and cunning. Just you watch, Huang Xiaojue will have plenty to regret later."
Zhou Ting didn’t answer, rely raising her glass and taking a delicate sip.
Just then, a commotion erupted at the door.
In a blur, before anyone could quite see, a woman stord in. At that mont, Wang Xiaohao was arm-in-arm with his new fla for the night, a young model barely eighteen years old. When he saw the woman who had burst in, his expression changed instantly. Who else could it be but his wife?
The young model had never t his wife. A sturdy, fierce-looking woman charged at her. The model had no ti to dodge before the woman grabbed her dress and yanked hard. RRRIP! Her already revealing gown was almost completely torn apart. In her panic, she clutched her hands to her chest and burst into tears.
But before a sob could escape her, SMACK! SMACK! Two slaps struck her face, making her see stars. She imdiately scrambled to hide behind Wang Xiaohao.
"Whore! Slut! Shaless vixen! You despicable pair, I’ll fight you to the death today!"
Wang Xiaohao grabbed his wife’s hand to stop her, but her eyes were already red with fury. She violently shoved him away and swung a slap at his face. He instinctively dodged backward, but in the chaos, soone bumped into him, shoving him right into his wife’s arms. Now that she had him, the furious woman grabbed his clothes. She rained blows and kicks on him, scratching and tearing with all her might. Soon, his face was covered in scratches, flushing red and then turning pale.
Infuriated, he shouted, "You shrew! If you don’t get out now, don’t bla for what I do next!"
Before he could finish speaking, a group of won rushed in and pinned his arms from both sides. He was caught completely off guard. His wife, now free, aid a vicious kick at him. She had aid for his leg, but as he struggled, he slumped down. Her kick, missing its mark, landed squarely in his crotch. He let out a bloodcurdling scream and crumpled to the ground...
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