Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
âThen, can we talk somewhere else? We canât speak freely with so many people here.â Hua Tang looked at her.
Bi Yingâer agreed, and they went around the company building to an empty and secluded area at the back.
Hua Tang checked the surroundings; the location was remote, and no one passed by. Most importantly, there were no surveillance cameras.
Bi Yingâer still had an arrogant look as she said, âIf you have something to say, say it! I want to get off work early.â
Hua Tang lowered her head.
Bi Yingâer impatiently urged her again, but she did not expect to receive a slap! Her face instantly burned with pain; Hua Tang had put her whole strength into that slap.
Bi Yingâer was utterly dumbfounded. Before she could react, Hua Tangâs second slap came.
The hits caused Bi Yingâer to stagger and sit heavily on the ground.
âWhat are you doing?â she fearfully asked as she covered her face.
None of her usual softness was present in Hua Tangâs eyes. She grabbed Bi Yingâerâs collar and slapped her twice again.
Bi Yingâer screamed.
âBi Yingâer, Iâve tolerated you for a long time! Do you truly think that Iâm a weak and pitiful little thing? This first slap was for your insults to me! The second slap is for insulting my husband! The third is a warning!â
Hua Tang looked Bi Yingâer in the eyes as she continued, âAs for the fourth one, I wanted to make it an even number so that you wonât forget this lesson!â
âIf you dare to speak such nonsense and slander my husband again, Iâll tell everyone how your face swelled up. At most, Iâll quit. You said it yourself, my husband had been in prison, and Iâm not a good person either. If you force me into a corner, I donât know what Iâll do, but do you dare to find out?â
In the end, no one in the company knew why Bi Yingâer sported a swollen face after returning from a short trip that day. Both her cheeks were puffy, and she even had blood seeping out of the corner of her mouth. She would make quite a pair with Yin Zhaoyang in her sorry state.
Some of the smarter ones connected the two incidents and soon linked them to Hua Tang.
But Hua Tang had a gentle personality and was hardworking. Even if the culprit was indeed Hua Tang, she must have been forced into a corner by Bi Yingâer. Furthermore, there was no evidence, so no one said anything.
Although there were no surveillance cameras, someone still witnessed the scene.
At that time, Su Cheng was working in a nearby law firm and happened to see Hua Tang hit someone.
Perhaps he had spent too much time around Yu Chidong; when Su Cheng reported to Fu Yong that night, he said, âFu Yong, I didnât expect your mild-mannered wife to be such a firecracker. Those slaps were smoothly executed. She even stood up for youâ¦â
Fu Yong listened with a smile on his cold face. No wonder Hua Tang was a little nervous when she returned from work. She even asked him how many years the sentence was for fighting⦠truthfully, she was terrified, but she still stood with thorns bristled to protect herself and him.
Fu Yongâs heart was warm. He looked at the busy figure in the kitchen, and his eyes became gentle.
At this moment, Hua Tang was struggling with a fish.
The fish was gasping in the dry air. Hua Tang placed the kitchen knife flat and raised it high. She swiftly brought the knife down, and the fish was knocked out with a bang. Hua Tang began to scale the fish and cut open its stomachâ¦
Fu Yong chuckled.
This was the first time he had seen the bloody scene of a woman killing fish, especially when a soft and cuddly woman like Hua Tang was performing the deed.
Hearing the sound, Hua Tang turned around.
âWhy did you come in here?â
âCanât we just buy the processed ones? Why go through the trouble of killing fish yourself?â Fu Yong asked gently.
Hua Tang shared her reasoning, âYou donât understand. If you let fishmongers prepare the fish, they might cheat us by switching it with stale dead fish instead; itâs not worth it. Iâd rather do it myself, and I can eat it with peace of mind.â
She continued talking about her dinner plans, âI wanted to make dumplings, but the sauerkraut in the market today isnât too fresh, so I didnât get them.â
Fu Yong smiled.
It had been rather hot these days, so she wore shorts at home. Her clothes were a little transparent, revealing the straps of her bra. Under the shorts, her fair and slender legs were exposed before him.
He stared at them for a while and felt his heart beat faster, so he hurriedly looked away.
Meanwhile, Hua Tang adjusted the apron strap on her body. The apron ended at her thighs.
Fu Yongâs throat tightened when he noticed. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress certain thoughts. But then, he felt it was unnecessary; this was his wife. Even if he acted on his desires, it wouldnât be a problem, let alone having thoughts.
Hua Tang saw him standing there motionless for a long time and turned to check on him.
His face was slightly red, and he was panting a little. His gaze had also become a little strange. Shocked by his state, Hua Tang reached out to touch his head.
âAre you feeling alright? Why is your face so hot?â