Chapter 825
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
825 Extremely stupid
Meng Ying had never been able to forget Cheng Feng, and now she was being abused by west wind.
Now that she saw that Cheng Feng was still thinking about her and still loved her, even willing to lose his life for her, she could no longer pretend.
She bit her lip and cried until her voice was hoarse.âI love you, Iâve always loved you. Although she hated him, she still loved him. Cheng Feng, why didnât you come to find me earlier? Why didnât you pull me out of the fire pit earlier?â
âItâs my fault, itâs all my fault. Meng Ying, Iâm really wrong. âAs long as you forgive me, Iâll slowly make up for your Hanhan in the future.â Cheng Feng was ecstatic. He didnât expect that miss LAN had guessed it right. Meng Ying really still loved him.
He was so happy that he held Meng Yingâs hand and trembled.
Meng Ying pounced on him and held him in her arms. She did not notice that Cheng Feng had lost so much blood. How could his voice still be so weak?
Many people in the surroundings gradually began to notice something fishy.
However, most of the people here were Wang Kun and Cheng Fengâs men. Hence, they did not expose Cheng Feng.
West wind got the news and rushed over. When he pushed through the crowd, he saw the scene in front of him.
Cheng Feng was covered in blood, but Meng Ying did not care and hugged him tightly.
West windâs eyes were red with anger. He clenched his fists and walked toward the two of them.
The people around him didnât dare to offend west wind and made way for him.
West wind stepped forward and pulled Meng Ying up. He raised his hand and gave her a hard slap.
âYou b * tch, am I not good enough to you? Youâre still f * cking attached to him, hugging him in public, where do you think I am?â
Meng Ying was stunned for a moment. The force of the slap was so strong that she almost staggered a few times. Her head was blown and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
When she saw west windâs face, she couldnât help but feel a little scared.
âThe West Wind is blowing.â
Seeing that Meng Ying was beaten by west wind again, Cheng Feng was furious. He couldnât pretend anymore, so he took out a blood bag from his stomach and threw it at west wind.
âF * ck your mother, you actually dared to hit her? West wind, Iâll fight you to the death today!â
Cheng Feng roared and pounced towards west wind.
Meng Ying covered the corner of her bleeding mouth and was stunned on the spot. She looked at the blood bags on the ground. What else did she not understand?
Although she was angry, she saw Cheng Feng fearlessly pouncing toward west wind for her.
The tears in her eyes flowed out uncontrollably again.
She bit her lip and shouted at Cheng Feng, â âCheng Feng, donât fight with him. You canât beat his Yingluo.â
West wind was naturally better than Cheng Feng. Otherwise, he wouldnât have been Heibaoâs right-hand man.
When he saw Cheng Feng pouncing at him, he sneered and clenched Cheng Fengâs fist.
âYou want to fight me? Do you have enough weight?â
âDo you want to try it?â Cheng Feng gritted his teeth and roared.
A cold glint flashed in west windâs eyes. He raised his chin slightly and glanced around.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAlright, since you want to fight me, if I donât accept the challenge, everyone will probably think that Iâm afraid of you. How about this, letâs have a fight here. I wonât bully you, as long as you can survive half an hour in my hands. Iâll let Meng Ying go and let her do whatever she wants. However, if you canât hold on for half an hour, then donât blame me for being impolite and killing you. Even if this matter reaches Heibaoâs ears, Iâll be the one in the right. What do you think of my suggestion, Zhenzhen?â
Meng Ying cried and shook her head. She looked at Cheng Feng and pleaded, â âCheng Feng, donât agree. Youâre no match for him. Heâll definitely kill you in 30 minutes. Youâre dead for sure, so donât compete with him.â
Meng Ying did not know that a manâs pride would never like to hear his beloved woman say such things.
Cheng Feng had already given up on her once, so how could he give up on her again this time?
Even if he had to die, he would fight to the end.
Cheng Feng shook off west windâs hand and grinned at Meng Ying. âMeng Ying, I lost you the first time because of cowardice. I wonât be cowardice a second time and let you suffer with such a scumbag. He didnât love you at all. How could someone who truly loved you hit you? Meng Ying, I wonât watch you in the fire pit again, and I wonât let Yingluo go!â
Meng Ying was stunned. Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Cheng Feng in disbelief.
âCheng Feng!â
Cheng Feng no longer looked at Meng Ying. Instead, he took two steps back and smiled at west wind.
âAlright, Iâll agree to a fight with you for half an hour. If I die, then I lose. But if I donât die, then you lose. If I lose, Iâll give you my life and Meng Yingâs. If you lose, then you have to return Meng Ying to my Xuanji.â
A hint of contempt flashed in west windâs eyes as he sneered.
âAlright, itâs a deal.â
In his heart, he was saying,âsee if I wonât beat you to death.â
Half an hour?
He Yingluo probably wouldnât even last ten minutes.
It wasnât just west wind who thought so. Meng Ying and the other onlookers also thought so.
The surrounding people couldnât help but start to whisper.
âThis Cheng Feng is really bold. He actually dared to fight west wind? Donât you know that west wind is the most powerful one among us?â
youâre overestimating yourself. Is it worth it to risk your life for a woman? â
âYeah, heâs simply looking for death. Youâre so stupid!â
it was unknown who suggested to place a bet, but the onlookers began to place their bets on which side would win.
Of course, almost 80% of the people bet that west wind would win.
The remaining twenty percent were still Cheng Fengâs underlings.
The situation was completely one-sided. Everyone was looking at Cheng Feng coldly as if he was a dead man.
Meng Ying was so anxious that she covered her face and cried. She wanted to stop Cheng Feng, but she found that Cheng Feng was determined and did not listen to her at all.
At this moment, Lan Xiao walked in with a big bag of things. With a bang, she threw it in front of the man who was collecting the money for the bet.
âHelp me bet a million Yuan that Cheng Feng will win Qianqian.â
Lan Xiaoâs throw attracted west windâs glance.
The rest of the people knew about Lan Xiao, the God of Fortune, and many of them started to persuade him.
âMiss Xiao LAN, we know youâre rich, but you shouldnât waste your money like this.â
thatâs right. Cheng Feng will definitely lose this bet. If you bet on him winning, arenât you giving us money? â
thatâs right, miss Xiao LAN. Since youâve been quite generous to us these days, why donât you change it to west wind wins? â
West wind glanced at Lan Xiao again, also hoping that she would change her mind.
After all, if they were to bet on him, he would be able to get a share of the money.
And this bet was suggested by his men ...