Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

"How dare you hit me?"

Liu Yuhua stared at Yan Jiecheng in disbelief, her eyes gradually turning cold. Soon, her eyes turned bloodshot, filled with rage.

Yan Jiecheng trembled under Liu Yuhua's icy gaze, feeling a chill run down his spine. He had been blinded by rage and hadn't considered the consequences before slapping her.

"Yu...Yuhua, I...I said I didn't mean it just now, do you believe me?" Yan Jiecheng said, trembling.

Liu Yuhua nodded expressionlessly: "I believe you." Then her eyes instantly turned cold and sharp, and she changed her tone: "Since you hit me, you have to bear the consequences of hitting me."

As she spoke, she grabbed Yan Jiecheng by the collar and lifted him up like a chick.

Yan Jiecheng lifted his feet off the ground, repeatedly trying to push off the ground with his feet, but since his feet were already off the ground, he couldn't reach the ground at all. For a moment, he showed a look of fear.

"Yuhua, no!"

Under Yan Jiecheng's terrified gaze, Liu Yuhua raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face.

"Smack."

The slap landed squarely on Yan Jiecheng's face with a loud thud, and a clear handprint instantly appeared on his face.

Yan Jiecheng was stunned by the slap and it took him a while to come to his senses.

"Yuhua, I'm your man, you're my wife, how could you hit me?" Yan Jiecheng cried out in terror.

Liu Yuhua sneered, her eyes bloodshot, and her huge hands slapped Yan Jiecheng's face wildly as if they were free.

"Clap clap clap, clap clap clap."

"Aaaaaah!"

"Yuhua, stop! Stop! I know I was wrong. I'll never hit you again!"

After being slapped more than a dozen times, Yan Jiecheng's face swelled up like a pig's head, and his face burned with pain. He started yelling loudly.

He tried to pry open Liu Yuhua's large hands, but they were like iron clamps, and he couldn't pry them open no matter what he did.

Liu Yuhua glanced at Yan Jiecheng disdainfully, then casually tossed him to the ground, where he landed right by the doorway.

Liu Yuhua quickly put on her shoes, ready to give Yan Jiecheng a hard blow.

But just as she was putting on her shoes, Yan Jiecheng quickly unlocked the door and ran out of the room in a panic, shouting as he ran:

"Dad, Mom, help me!"

When Liu Yuhua saw that Yan Jiecheng still dared to run away, her eyes turned red. From childhood to adulthood, even her father couldn't bear to hit her, but she never expected that Yan Jiecheng would hit her today.

She quickly chased after him out of the room, ignoring Yan Jiekuang who was doing his homework in the living room. When she saw that Yan Jiecheng had already run out of the Yan family home, she immediately went after him.

As soon as Yan Jiecheng ran out of the Yan family home, he saw Yan Fugui watering the flowers outside, and also saw Auntie San returning from washing dishes at the pond in the middle courtyard. He quickly shouted to his parents:

"Dad, Mom, help! Yuhua's going to kill me!"

When Yan Fugui saw that Yan Jiecheng's face was swollen like a pig's head, he was about to ask what had happened when Liu Yuhua stormed out of the house in a rage.

Seeing this, Yan Jiecheng quickly hid behind Yan Fugui, shouting in terror, "Dad, Yuhua is going to kill me! You...you have to stop her!"

Yan Jiecheng spoke loudly, and the Third Aunt who rushed over heard him. She quickly put the bowl on the ground and hugged Liu Yuhua, who was rushing out of the house.

"Yuhua, don't be impulsive, calm down. What happened? Why did you hit Jiecheng? If Jiecheng did something wrong, we will definitely teach him a lesson."

Liu Yuhua's eyes were bloodshot, and she was panting heavily. Her fists were clenched, and she was about to hit Yan Jiecheng, but the third aunt held on to Liu Yuhua's waist tightly and wouldn't let go. She didn't dare to use too much force, otherwise, with the third aunt's small arms and legs, she would be injured in no time.

Seeing Liu Yuhua's expression, Yan Fugui knew something was wrong. He looked at her urgently and asked, "Yuhua, what happened? Why did you and Jie Cheng fight?"

With red eyes, Liu Yuhua shouted, "What happened? You should ask your son, Mom! Let me go, or I won't be responsible if you get hurt."

Upon hearing this, Yan Fugui frowned and turned to Yan Jiecheng behind him, demanding sharply, "Jiecheng, tell me quickly, what exactly happened? Did you bully Yuhua?"

Yan Jiecheng covered his swollen face, his expression turning sour, and stammered:

"Dad, Mom, I...I just had a little argument with Yuhua. I...I was so angry that I couldn't help but...I slapped Yuhua."

"what?"

Yan Fugui and the three aunts looked at Yan Jiecheng in disbelief, their expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

They had previously thought that Yu Hua was going to break up with her, and that Jie Cheng and she had a disagreement and a few words. But they never expected that Jie Cheng would have such audacity as to dare to hit Liu Yu Hua.

Putting aside the fact that Liu Yuhua could easily defeat her entire family by herself, don't forget that Liu Yuhua also has three brothers who slaughter pigs at the slaughterhouse. Any one of her three brothers could easily beat up the two idiots, let alone the fact that she has three brothers like that.

Yan Fugui's lips twitched, he glared fiercely at Yan Jiecheng, gave Liu Yuhua an awkward smile, and said:

"Well, Yuhua, I know it was wrong of Jiecheng to hit you, and I believe he didn't do it on purpose. Now that you've beaten him up like this, you should vent your anger, right? Let's just let this matter go. After all, we're all family. If we keep making a fuss, others will laugh at our family."

The third aunt nodded in agreement: "Yes, Yuhua, you and Jiecheng are husband and wife. As the saying goes, 'quarrels at the head of the bed are reconciled at the foot of the bed.' It was wrong of Jiecheng to hit you, but didn't you also hit Jiecheng? And you've slapped his face like this. Just listen to your mother, calm down, and let's just let this matter go."

When Liu Yuhua saw that her parents-in-law were speaking up for Yan Jiecheng, her anger soared to the heavens.

"Yan Jiecheng, you piece of trash! You dare to hit me, but you hide behind your parents. What kind of man are you? I'll beat you to death, you piece of trash."

Liu Yuhua roared and with a gentle effort, pried open the third aunt's hands, then charged madly toward Yan Jiecheng.

"Yuhua! Yuhua! No!" the third aunt exclaimed.

"Yuhua! Stop right there!"

But Liu Yuhua, enraged, wouldn't listen to them. Instead of stopping, she rushed towards Yan Jiecheng even faster, reaching him in less than two seconds.

When Yan Fugui saw that Liu Yuhua wouldn't listen to his advice, he tried to stop her from hitting Yan Jiecheng, but Liu Yuhua gently pushed him, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Ouch!"

Yan Fugui was pushed to the ground by Liu Yuhua, and his eyes were broken, which broke his heart.

Without Yan Fugui's cover, Yan Jiecheng was directly exposed to Liu Yuhua's iron fist. Yan Jiecheng was so frightened by the enraged Liu Yuhua that his legs went weak and his whole body began to tremble.