My Terrible Life in Those Years

112. Damn, this is a huge misunderstanding!

I was in so much pain that I cursed out loud.

Grass!

Turning my head, I saw a dark figure flash by, dressed in black and wearing a black hat, making it impossible to see the face.

After hitting me, it immediately darted into a corner and ran away silently from behind the wall. It seemed that even its shoes had cloth soles that it had prepared in advance.

It makes absolutely no noise when it runs.

I'm really annoyed.

I just got beaten up by a few thugs, and to be honest, I didn't feel anything. But now, with this blow, I feel like I can't lift my left arm. Damn, is it broken?

Damn it, if that stick had hit Aunt Shu, wouldn't it have broken her ribs?

I groaned in pain, and only when my left hand could no longer support her did she realize what was happening.

Summoning strength from who-knows-where, he quickly stood up: "You, how are you? Jiang Ning??"

To describe her current state as pale and wan would not be an exaggeration at all.

She accidentally touched my left arm, and I felt a burning pain all over my arm.

"Hey! You, you better watch yourself!" At this point, I didn't hold back and directly scolded her.

She showed no displeasure at my attitude and quickly withdrew her hand.

"Give me the phone, call the police!"

I snapped, "What's the point of reporting this? Let's find a safe place first! Who knows if that bastard who did this will come out again!"

She was clearly startled and quickly went around behind me, grabbing my right arm and rushing towards the elevator.

I didn't let my guard down. That bastard was clearly after Aunt Shu.

I didn't intend to kill her, but I definitely wanted to cripple her—if I lost an arm, I wanted to break a few ribs!

Having some experience in the ways of the world, I quickly went through the events that had just transpired in my mind.

Thankfully, the attacker did not reappear.

I only relaxed a little after getting into the elevator.

With great effort, he took off his shirt, revealing his left arm. His upper arm had barely managed to block the blow; half of it hit the bone, and the other half hit the muscle.

The muscle area is already a dark red; any later and it will definitely turn blackish-purple.

I gently touched the bone; it hurt, it hurt terribly, damn it. But I could feel that it wasn't broken.

Fortunately, I usually do a lot of physical labor, so my muscles are strong; otherwise, they would definitely have broken.

When Aunt Shu saw this scene, she almost cried out in surprise.

She wanted to hold my left hand, but was afraid of accidentally hurting me, so she was in a dilemma.

"How about we go to the hospital first?"

"Go to the hospital first, then go inside and wait for the police to arrive!" This kind of external injury won't be a big deal if you go to the hospital a little later.

I've been injured before. On the construction site, I was drinking with my coworkers, and just because I was a little loud, I got into an argument with the workers next door. When we couldn't control our tempers and started fighting, I knocked them down. I finished my food and drinks before going to the hospital, and I was perfectly fine!

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Aunt Shu has completely lost her usual calm demeanor.

Like a timid, submissive wife!

I was amused. This Aunt Shu always shows this helpless side of herself in front of me, which makes me feel very satisfied.

"Look at you! Where has your usual decisive and shrewd style gone?"

Her delicate face flushed slightly.

They want to kick me, but I'm injured right now, so I can't be touched, I can't be touched!

Okay, I'll make a note of this little black book!

The elevator arrived quickly, soon reaching her eighteenth-floor apartment.

She went out first, holding my right hand with one hand, and slowly led me towards her.

I couldn't keep up with that speed, so without any hesitation, I grabbed her with my right hand and quickly walked out towards the room number she had just told me: 1808.

I draped the clothes over her hands.

At this point, whether you look from the front or the back, you can only see one scene:

A tall man and a beautiful woman.

The tall man seemed impatient, pulling the beautiful woman towards the room.

Yes, if you don't look at her arms, she does look a bit like her. I took off all my clothes and threw them on her.

I don't know if I dug it up myself or she did!

After turning a corner, we'll be almost at her room.

I was leading her too fast, and when we turned the corner, she bumped into the corner of the wall and swayed. I had to use my right hand to steady her again.

Just then, the two of them turned the corner and went out.

A surprised middle-aged man's voice rang out: "Shu Mei??"

Hmm? Do you know someone there?

Aunt Shu quickly looked up, saw the person at her room's door, and exclaimed in surprise, "Husband??"

Wow, what a coincidence! What's your husband doing out there in the middle of the night?

I took a closer look at the man.

He's not as tall as me, not as handsome, not as strong, wears glasses, and has a somewhat refined appearance.

He was extremely surprised to see her, and me, and the scene of me supporting her, and my shirt draped over her body.

He was furious, pointing a finger at her and saying, "I knew it! Why didn't you leave your perfectly good home and insist on moving to this kind of apartment? So, it turns out you really were keeping a gigolo!"

I was speechless. Oh my god, this misunderstanding is huge!

Shu Mei's timid, submissive demeanor completely vanished in his presence.

"Someone just attacked me, and my colleague came to help me! Please don't misunderstand!"

The middle-aged man was furious: "You...you still think it's a misunderstanding? They were already embracing, and they were practically tearing off their clothes, rushing to the room. And you still think it's a misunderstanding? This shameless man..."

I……

I put my arm around his left arm and quickly explained, "Sir, you've misunderstood. I just..."

"You've misunderstood your mother, you little bastard! So young, yet so shameless! Do you know how much older she is than you? You like sleeping with your auntie?"

With a loud slap, a hand made intimate contact between Aunt Shu's hand and his face.

Good heavens, Aunt Shu lost her temper and slapped him.

He froze, touched his face, and after confirming that he had really been hit, his face began to contort.

His eyes, peering through the lenses, were filled with rage!

Just when I thought he was about to attack and was about to shield her from the knife, he lowered his hand, pointed at me, and then at her.

"Good, good, good... what a pair of adulterers! Shumei, I originally wanted to make peace with you today and have a good chat, but I didn't expect that you were keeping a mistress, and such a young man at that."

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that a vice president of a soon-to-be-listed company could have such a despicable character!

You think this kind of slutty guy likes your looks and your body? He just likes your money!

Your money!

So you prefer young, tall, and strong white dogs? No wonder you've been getting increasingly distant from me these past two years!

Aunt Shu was trembling all over, as if she was about to fall at any moment, so I had to reach out and support her back.

His gaze sharpened for a moment. He hadn't expected us to be so bold as to be caught by him and then hugging each other right in front of him.

He was furious and wanted to fight, but judging from my appearance, he figured he couldn't win.

"Fine, fine, since you're going to stoop to such a low level, then let's get a divorce! Let's see what happens to you!"

Watching him angrily rush towards the elevator, Shu Mei neither stopped him nor chased after him, and collapsed to the ground, her face pale!

[Tomorrow is Chinese New Year! Wishing everyone a happy new year and a joyful family reunion!]

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