Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 338 I'm Not Afraid

Agreeing to such a thing, whether for the man or the woman, is purely a form of psychological castration.

Feelings are something that just happen naturally; once a spark is ignited, it can ignite a prairie fire...

But circumstances are beyond our control. This annoying old man in front of us should be Mu Qingyang's relative, and even her guardian!
If Zeng Wenjie doesn't agree, Mu Qingyang will most likely be forcibly taken back by Xie Jiu.

"Damn it, I'm so angry, but why isn't my hair turning blonde yet...? Which roommate would like to sacrifice Klin?"

Zeng Wenjie's childish thoughts were completely overwhelmed.

Xie Jiu reached out and grabbed Mu Qingyang's dislocated arm, then put it back in place with a little force. He nodded and said, "Remember the promise you made to me."

Then, he glanced at Zeng Wenjie with some disdain and said slowly, "You're not qualified."

After saying this, he turned and left with a cold expression.

These words were quite hurtful. Zeng Wenjie's lips twitched, but he said nothing.

Fine, it's another story of fortunes changing every thirty years, and never underestimate a young person's potential!

"How's your arm? Does it still hurt?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"It's nothing, I dislocated my shoulder when I was practicing Jiu-Jitsu before... It hurt a little just now, but it's much better now," Mu Qingyang said with a forced smile.

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but ask, "So, who exactly is this Grandpa Xie?"

Mu Qingyang said softly, "I used to be a bodyguard in Yanjing, but I made a small mistake and then I was released."

Zeng Wenjie sat down on a bench by the roadside, gave a helpless bitter smile, and said, "Now I believe what you said about Grandpa Xie being able to take on ten people at once. It's really a bit outrageous."

Mu Qingyang sighed and said, "I'm sorry!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "There's nothing to apologize for. He was just concerned about you. However, he's a bit too domineering..."

Then he held a grudge.

Damn it, just because you're good at fighting doesn't mean you can show off like that.
"Damn it! This old man has such a powerful background. No wonder he treated us young guys like dogs! Fourth brother, we got beaten up because of you. When we come back for the New Year, you have to make sure we get a nice soup!" Lin Zhenshan said, cursing.

Wang Bo and Xu Chuan both nodded repeatedly.

It has to be said that the four handsome guys from 621 were quite united. When they saw Zeng Wenjie being beaten, the other three came to help without saying a word, although they didn't end up in a bad situation.

Zeng Wenjie rolled up his trouser leg and took a look. Good heavens, his calf was covered in bruises. That old man really went all out! He guessed that even his own grandfather wouldn't be a match for this old man.

Grandpa was the kind of country bumpkin who knew how to fight, while this old man was a top-notch master from the Imperial Palace.

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but ask, "If Ninth Master is so skilled, why did you and your mother learn Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu?"

Mu Qingyang said, "Grandpa Xie said that it is more difficult for girls to practice martial arts, so Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu is more suitable. Moreover, Jiu-Jitsu has a stronger practical combat ability."

Zeng Wenjie recalled the times Mu Qingyang had thrown him out and realized that what he said made perfect sense.

"Sure enough, when trying to abduct a young lady to her home for the New Year, something always goes wrong. That's how it's always portrayed on TV and in movies." Zeng Wenjie rubbed his leg, wincing in pain.

Lin Zhenshan and his two brothers were alright; after recovering, the pain subsided. Xie Jiu, however, was likely deliberately trying to teach Zeng Wenjie a lesson, which is why he struck him quite hard.

Mu Qingyang asked, "Are you alright? Why don't we rest for a few days before going back?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "It's nothing serious. My grandfather has a special medicine. I'll ask him to apply it to me when I get back. It will actually help me heal faster."

Mu Qingyang said softly, "Oh..."

"Thank you for your help, brothers. Although we lost, we are still honorable in our defeat," Zeng Wenjie said.

"Rong my ass! That old man is bigger than all four of us combined! And we still couldn't beat him!" Wang Bo cursed. "Ugh, what a disgrace! Luckily, school's out for the holidays and there aren't many people around, otherwise we'd be completely humiliated," Xu Chuan said.

"Don't worry, this will definitely spread on the school forum," Lin Zhenshan said helplessly, spreading his hands.

Wang Bo asked, "Why do you seem so happy?"

Lin Zhenshan laughed and said, "Old Fourth has a 2v13 record before, but he got beaten by an old man this time. Everyone will definitely suspect that his record is fake! He can't show off anymore. Aren't you happy?"

Wang Bo and Xu Chuan exclaimed in unison, "Great! Boss, you're brilliant!"

Zeng Wenjie was both amused and exasperated, and really wanted to slap each of the three brothers across the face.

“Let’s go. You can carry your own luggage. I don’t have the ability to do that,” Zeng Wenjie said to Mu Qingyang.

"Okay, okay!" Mu Qingyang quickly agreed.

She dragged her luggage with one hand and helped the limping Zeng Wenjie with the other, accompanying him to the car.

Once on the bus, Zeng Wenjie felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. The journey had been incredibly difficult!

Looking at Mu Qingyang's rosy cheeks, he couldn't help but reach out and pull her head close, then gave her a hard kiss on the cheek.

“That old devil Ninth Master bullied me, so I’ll bully you in return!” Zeng Wenjie said angrily.

"Hahaha..." Mu Qingyang couldn't help but laugh, then looked at him with a somewhat innocent expression.

Zeng Wenjie grunted, "Just kiss, just kiss! Just kiss, so what!"

He pressed Mu Qingyang's head down in retaliation and kissed her lips again.

Mu Qingyang blushed bright red at his touch, and then she found herself inexplicably grateful to Xie Jiu.

When Zeng Wenjie tried to retreat, he found that Mu Qingyang had locked his neck, and the girl was engrossed in their passionate conversation with her eyes closed.

Zeng Wenjie pushed her tongue back and said, "Is this never going to end? Are we ever going home or not?"

Mu Qingyang was startled, hurriedly let go, and pulled up her scarf to cover her face. She felt that her actions just now were too presumptuous and bold, and now she felt very embarrassed when she thought about it!
Zeng Wenjie smiled helplessly, reached out and pinched Mu Qingyang's burning ear, and said, "It's a good thing I was able to bring you home, otherwise you would have had to go back and suffer through another winter break! If you become socially awkward again after you come back, that would be a real headache for me."

Mu Qingyang said softly, "Grandpa Xie is actually very good to me. He's just worried that I'll be deceived or bullied."

"Hmph, I'm just kidding you, I'm just bullying you, let him fly over and chop me up!" Zeng Wenjie, who had been beaten up by the old man, was now full of rage and started shouting wildly.

Then, for no apparent reason, he thought of a famous scene from the movie "Kung Fu Hustle".

So, I subconsciously glanced at the back seat, and only after seeing no one did I breathe a sigh of relief.

It has to be said that Ninth Master left him with some psychological trauma.

"Pfft... Although Grandpa Xie can appear and disappear mysteriously sometimes, he can't possibly get into the car without a sound!" Mu Qingyang was very clever and saw through Zeng Wenjie's thoughts, so he couldn't help but whisper a reminder.

"I'm not afraid of him at all!" Zeng Wenjie said guiltily.

Then, he started the vehicle, put it in gear, stepped on the gas, and drove off.

Mu Qingyang recalled Zeng Wenjie's pathetic appearance when he knew he was no match but still insisted on blocking Grandpa Xie's way, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, revealing a sweet smile.

"My boyfriend is so handsome!"

Mu Qingyang thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)