Siheyuan: A master brewer starts with a jar of bone-strengthening wine!

"Who do you think you are? You dare to talk to me about face?"

"Pooh!"

After saying that, he chuckled twice, turned his body to the side, and tried to walk around it.

Not only did Jia Dongxu not gain any advantage, but he was also so embarrassed that his face burned. He couldn't stand this insult.

In a moment of impulsiveness, he stepped forward and blocked the way again: "You have to shake my hand today, whether you like it or not!"

"Hmm?" Chen Xueru's eyes sharpened. "Are you trying to play dirty?"

The onlookers couldn't sit still any longer.

"Jia Dongxu, are you crazy? Harassing a woman in the street?"

"You're forcing yourself on a girl who doesn't want to talk to you? Have you no self-respect?"

"Don't make a scene! These days, the words 'indecent assault' can land you in jail!"

Even his own mother, Jia Zhangshi, panicked: "Dongxu! You'd better stop! You can't do something illegal!"

Back then, they cracked down on this kind of thing very strictly; you could be sentenced to three years of re-education through labor for saying the wrong thing.

But Jia Dongxu was no longer listening.

Only one thought kept repeating in his mind: You, Liu Dong, took advantage of my wife, so I'll get my revenge! Fair trade!

"You must shake hands!" He reached out and grabbed Chen Xueru's wrist.

The next second—

Snapped!

A sharp crack startled the entire courtyard into silence.

No one expected that such a seemingly weak girl could be so ruthless!

The slap, delivered with a gust of wind, sent Jia Dongxu staggering several steps before he collapsed to the ground with a thud, his forehead hitting the floor with a loud thud. He couldn't get up for a long time.

Chen Xueru's health had already been improved by Liu Dong.

She's now bursting with strength, boasting a power level of 99 points, almost reaching the ceiling that an average person can achieve through training.

She didn't actually use much force in that slap, but it wasn't a small amount of force either—it slapped him so hard that Jia Dongxu flew half a meter away and crashed to the ground with a thud. His eyes rolled back, and he passed out.

That's not all.

The guy's head was buzzing after he fell to the ground; he suffered a concussion and lost consciousness on the spot.

"Pooh!"

Chen Xueru was startled; she hadn't expected her hand to be so heavy. But she immediately spat, stomped her high heels, and turned to leave with a disdainful look on her face.

"My son—"

Jia Zhangshi screamed and rushed over, grabbing Jia Dongxu's hand and shaking it wildly.

"Son! Wake up! How are you?"

"Dongxu! Open your eyes!"

Suddenly, all the neighbors in the yard gathered around, pinching his philtrum and patting his back, finally managing to wake him up.

"Cough cough..." Jia Dongxu coughed twice, opened his mouth, and "poof" spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, which also contained two white molars.

"Ouch—" He cried out, tears and snot streaming down his face, wincing in pain.

Madam Jia was heartbroken: "Who hit my son? I'll fight her to the death! I'll make her wish she were dead!"

"Let's go! Let's go to the police station and report her!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Old Jia grabbed the father and son by the arm and dragged them into the house, slamming the door shut behind them.

"What are you doing, old man?" Jia Zhangshi jumped up and yelled, "Your own son has been beaten, and you're stopping me from calling the police?"

"What the hell are you calling the police for!"

*Slap!* Old Jia slapped him hard across the face. "Is your brain filled with tofu dregs?"

"Think about it carefully. What right did she have to hit you? Your son, a grown man, got slapped down by a young girl. Aren't you ashamed if word gets out? Besides, everyone knows your son started it. If this goes to the police station, our family will be the ones who suffer!"

"I didn't do anything indecent!" Jia Dongxu said, looking aggrieved. "I just wanted to touch her hand, to get something in return. Just because Liu Dong touched Qin Huairu's hand, does that mean I can't touch Chen Xueru's?"

"You—" Old Jia was so angry he almost fainted. "You dare to say something like this out loud? In public, where's your brain? If someone touches Qin Huairu, it's because they're willing. Try touching someone else yourself!"

"I told you to marry Cui Jinfeng a long time ago, but you wouldn't listen. You just kept eyeing those ugly girls!"

……

Inside Liu Dong's room.

Chen Xueru washed her face, sat on the sofa still panting, and complained with a pout, "You just hid in the room and didn't come out to break up the fight, watching me get bullied..."

Her face was full of slight grievances.

Liu Dong leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "You slapped him just right. You've settled this yourself, so he can only suffer in silence. If I rushed out and beat him up, we'd both end up in jail. If I really wanted to teach him a lesson, couldn't I have done it quietly at night?"

"Hmm." Chen Xueru nodded. "But I really felt disgusted. When he said he wanted to shake my hand, his expression was like a reptile. I felt like throwing up."

"Don't worry," Liu Dong smiled, "I won't let him get away with this."

After a pause, Chen Xueru's eyes suddenly lit up: "By the way, I've heard rumors that you bought a courtyard house?"

"Where is it? What does it look like? How much did it cost?"

Her eyes lit up, and her tone was just like a child waiting for candy.

Liu Dong shook his head: "Fake news, I spread it out to deceive people."

"Huh?" she asked, bewildered. "Why?"

"You wouldn't understand even if I explained it now," Liu Dong waved his hand. "You'll understand later."

"Alright then." Chen Xueru didn't ask any further questions.

Liu Dong asked, "Is there anything else you wanted to see me about?"

"Yes." She pursed her lips. "First of all, you need to hurry up with our relationship. When are you going to take me to meet my mom? She's been talking about you for a long time and just wants to see what you look like."

"Shall we go tomorrow?" Liu Dong asked.

"Okay!" she nodded immediately.

"Anything else?"

Her face flushed, and she pouted, "I missed you..."

……

More than an hour later, the smoke from the battlefield cleared, and the two men withdrew their troops.

Chen Xueru was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open and fell into a deep sleep.

Liu Dong, however, was quite energetic. He got up, filled a basin with cold water, rinsed himself with it, then took out paper and pen and wrote a line:

Jia Dongxu, No. 7, Luogu Lane, South of Beijing.

Then pour in the specially made cursed wine, strike a match and light it—

Sizzle! Flames erupted, and the paper, along with the wine, burned into a fireball.

buzzing...

A huge light screen appeared in the air, showing Jia Dongxu lying on the bed, snoring and sleeping soundly.

Not urgent.

Take it easy.

Based on past experience, this guy is about to get into trouble.

Liu Dong stared at the screen and waited and waited. More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye. He had watched the "sleeping posture live stream" for more than sixty minutes, but nothing unexpected happened.

This is... a complete waste of life!

Forget it, I'm not going to waste my time with him.

Liu Dong closed the system interface and casually pulled out a book to pass the time.

Two hours later, Chen Xueru woke up.

"Brother Liu Dong... bring me a basin of water, I want to wash up."

"Hey, here I am."

He quickly carried a large basin of tap water into the house.

Like a white fox, Chen Xueru, with her snow-white skin, gracefully stepped into the basin.

Liu Dong's eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

"Brother Liu Dong, what are you doing?" She was startled.

"Don't wash yet." He hugged her tightly. "You can wash later..."

……

Another hour later.