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Chapter 72 - 060 Furious woman tears into the boss’s wife

Chapter 72: 060 Furious woman tears into the boss’s wife

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Li Zhiyan opened his eyes, feeling somewhat annoyed.

Although he was usually a mild-tempered person, he had never encountered anyone this shameless before.

The matter with Liu Changsheng was conclusive.

The police had detained him.

In such a situation, a normal person would discipline their husband and feel ashamed.

Yet, the boss lady brought her brother to cause trouble for Zhao Shumin.

The thought of it made Li Zhiyan furious.

At this moment, the Tattooed Man from next door came out swearing and opened his door.

"Who the hell is it? Are you trying to kill me?"

"Knocking so early in the morning, what’s your problem?"

As soon as the door opened, he saw the boss lady Liu Guifen and her brother Liu Guilong, and instantly backed down.

Liu Guilong was tall, burly, wearing sunglasses with a shaved head, exuding the look of a street thug.

Even though the Tattooed Man had tattoos, they looked pitifully out of place when compared to Liu Guilong.

"Are you Zhao Shumin?"

"No."

"If not, then get lost! F**k your mother!"

Liu Guilong cursed. His family was wealthy, and even his brother-in-law had relied on their money to make his fortune.

Because of this, he was always brash, often resorting to violence with people he disliked and settling it with money later.

His deep-rooted confidence intimidated the Tattooed Man, who retreated into his room, unwilling to intervene further.

Right now, the Tattooed Man was genuinely scared.

"Zhao Shumin, get out here!"

"Get out here!"

With that, Liu Guilong kicked Li Zhiyan’s door, and that kick completely ignited Li Zhiyan’s anger!

In truth, Li Zhiyan didn’t even know these two people.

But they had come straight to his door and started kicking it. After pulling open the door,

he looked at Liu Guilong across from him, ready to settle the score.

Although Li Zhiyan didn’t have trained combat skills, his body had undergone a mutation, making his reactions exceptionally quick.

Dealing with Liu Guilong would be a walk in the park.

"You’re Zhao Shumin’s son?"

"I’m your dad!"

Li Zhiyan spat back without hesitation. He wasn’t the timid pushover he once was, especially now that he had money.

Someone cursing at him? No way he’d tolerate it.

"You little bastard, are you looking for death?"

At that moment, a sleepy-eyed Zhao Shumin stepped out from her door in her pajamas.

The boss lady Liu Guifen scanned Zhao Shumin, her heart consumed with jealousy.

The first time she went to the company, she noticed Zhao Shumin’s figure, and at that moment, jealousy overwhelmed her.

How could something this perfect exist in the world? Despite spending a fortune on body enhancements, she couldn’t even come close to Zhao Shumin.

And this woman’s face was pale and flawless, even without makeup.

At this moment, Liu Guifen’s jealousy toward Zhao Shumin reached its peak.

That damned b**ch had seduced her husband into doing what he did.

"You wretched b**ch!"

"Strutting around the company like a slut, seducing my husband."

"Do you dream about my husband f**king you?"

"You, a bumpkin from the countryside, dare to covet my husband’s money!"

In the meantime, Liu Guilong’s fist was heading toward Li Zhiyan.

This scene made Zhao Shumin’s heart tighten. Would Xiao Yan get hurt? The boss lady’s brother looked so vicious.

Li Zhiyan easily dodged Liu Guilong’s fist and engaged in an impromptu boxing match with him in the living room, where there were surveillance cameras.

He also had his own wearable camera, so there was no reason to feel intimidated.

Seeing that Li Zhiyan was taking the upper hand, Zhao Shumin’s heart noticeably relaxed.

"It’s you who’s the wretched b**ch—an old, ugly b**ch at that!"

Zhao Shumin spat back without hesitation.

Hearing her fiery retort, Li Zhiyan realized how gentle Zhao Shumin had been with him recently—almost enough for him to forget she was inherently a fierce spitfire.

"Look at your face, yellow and sallow."

"After all the makeup, still yellow and unsightly. You claim you’re fifty, but you look sixty."

"The boss’s face, like a shoehorn, is already ancient, and you, old b**ch, look like his mom."

When Zhao Shumin still had her job, she kept a gentle demeanor at work.

She treated the boss and his wife with respect and civility because her livelihood depended on it.

Now that she was unemployed, she didn’t need to care anymore.

So when facing the boss lady, she showed no mercy.

Li Zhiyan continued to brawl with the boss lady’s brother, but it was one-sided. Li Zhiyan kept landing blows while Liu Guilong had no chance to hit back.

Constantly taking hits enraged him internally.

"You wretched b**ch!"

Liu Guifen found herself running out of insults. She hadn’t anticipated how vicious Zhao Shumin’s words could be. She was completely overwhelmed.

"You’re a nasty, ugly b**ch—a fat pig at that!"

"You don’t belong here; go back to the slaughterhouse and stop stirring up trouble!"

"You shameless fool who can’t tell right from wrong. No wonder your husband is always out chasing mistresses. I’d be disgusted by a woman as old and ugly as you who paints her face like some cheap opera singer."

"Seduce your husband? Check him out—nothing but a balding loser! He and you, the fat pig, are a perfect match."

"Only a b**ch like you would think he’s a treasure!"

Unable to keep up in the war of words, Liu Guifen finally lost control.

Her original plan had been for her brother to keep Zhao Shumin in check, while she verbally humiliated and slapped Zhao Shumin around.

But things didn’t go as expected. Her brother wasn’t able to handle Li Zhiyan, and she was verbally battered by Zhao Shumin.

With her pride crushed, Liu Guifen resorted to violence.

"I’ll kill you, you wretched b**ch!"

"Homewrecker!"

She rushed at Zhao Shumin, intent on attacking her physically. But she underestimated Zhao Shumin’s skill in catfights—this was her forte.

She charged forward, meeting Liu Guifen head-on, and the two women tangled in a full-blown brawl.

The furious scene reminded Li Zhiyan just what kind of woman Zhao Shumin was—a spitfire, a forceful fighter.

This was the quintessential fierce woman. Zhao Aunt’s flexibility and strength in her waist came from countless brawls with other women.

Compared to Zhao Aunt, other women just weren’t in the same league—she easily overpowered them, bruising and battering them.

Finally, there was an opportunity for Li Zhiyan to reconnect with Zhao Aunt. Surprisingly, he felt grateful for the ugly boss lady’s arrival.

Liu Guifen tried grabbing Zhao Shumin’s hair, but Zhao Shumin didn’t give her a chance, seizing Liu Guifen’s hair first.

A sharp pain shot through her scalp, and the boss lady began howling in agony.

Using her flexible and strong waist, Zhao Shumin slammed the boss lady down onto the floor. The way the two women fought was utterly explosive.

As Li Zhiyan kept pummeling Liu Guilong, his eyes remained fixed on Zhao Shumin.

"You spiteful woman!"

"Let go of me!"

"Let go, you wretched b**ch!"

Liu Guifen sent a punch toward Zhao Shumin, who, feeling the sting, fought back harder.

Grabbing Liu Guifen’s clothes, Zhao Shumin retaliated fiercely.

"Rippp!"

The familiar sound echoed, and Zhao Shumin tore the boss lady’s outfit, exposing her vividly.

Li Zhiyan recalled a lyric from a song: "Sister said purple is sophisticated."

Of course, on the boss lady, there was nothing remotely sophisticated. Compared to Zhao Aunt, her figure was worlds apart.

The double-F rating wasn’t just talk. Zhao Aunt also had an exceptionally slim and flexible waist.

Outside, neighbors began gathering to watch the commotion.

Everyone remembered Zhao Shumin’s previous brawl with the old lady next door, where she left blood marks in the hallway. Everyone knew how fierce she could be.

The loud ruckus had attracted onlookers eager for drama.

"Bang!"

With a flying kick, Li Zhiyan sent Liu Guilong sprawling toward the door, leaving him lying on the ground, wailing in agony.

The once intimidating figure now carried no trace of defiance, only fear in his eyes.

Zhao Shumin continued to tear into Liu Guifen. After each punch from Liu Guifen, she’d land two slaps across the boss lady’s face.

Very quickly, Liu Guifen’s plump face was covered in marks. Terrified, she was left humiliated and weakened.

Spotting a chance, Liu Guifen got up and fled alongside the battered Liu Guilong, both looking utterly defeated.

With no more drama to watch, the crowd of neighbors slowly dispersed.

The old lady who had once been bloodied by Zhao Shumin stared at the scene with obvious disappointment. She had hoped for an entertaining spectacle,

but didn’t expect Zhao Shumin to be so good at fighting.

As the crowd scattered, Zhao Shumin approached Li Zhiyan with visible concern.

She began checking him all over in worry.

"Are you okay, Xiao Yan? Quickly, go back inside. Let Aunt take a look and see if you’re hurt."

She nudged Li Zhiyan toward his room.

"Aunt, you’re finally talking to me again."

Still catching her breath, Zhao Shumin remembered what happened that night.

But right now, her foremost concern was Li Zhiyan’s wellbeing—it outweighed everything else.

"We’ll talk about that later."

"Take off your T-shirt quickly. Aunt needs to check if you’re hurt. That guy looked so vicious."