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Chapter 239: Recording

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“You’re the one who insulted my family!”

Fu Wenze’s hands trembled due to anger.

“I’ve been nothing but kind to you. Yet, you’re ungrateful. If anything happens, don’t even think of asking for my help!”

Upon hearing those words, Song Ci smiled.

“Huh? Are you going to cause me trouble?”

Fu Wenze snapped, “I didn’t say that!”

“Pfft. If you keep acting this way, luck won’t be on your side for long!”

Fu Wenze said coldly, “What I do is none of your business.”

Song Ci simply shrugged her shoulders. She turned around and was ready to leave.

Fu Wenze was still unwilling to give up.

“I’ll give you one night to think about it. You’re a smart woman. Don’t make decisions that you’ll regret, understand?”

Song Ci stared at Fu Wenze.

“Let me show you something.”

After saying that, she unzipped her backpack and took out the dumbbell.

“!!!”

Song Ci lifted the dumbbell up and down.

“Do I look good? This is how normal people exercise. You fall sick easily because you’ve never worked out!”

Fu Wenze gritted his teeth.

“Get out!”

Song Ci sneered and deliberately got closer to him. In a cold tone, she said, “Old man, I only look gentle. If you dare to harass me again, this dumbbell will end up on your head.”

Fu Wenze would never tolerate such an attitude and lost his temper.

Before he could do anything, Song Ci calmly let go of the dumbbell.

“Pa!”

The dumbbell landed on Fu Wenze’s foot.

Fu Wenze cried out in pain. He grabbed his foot and tumbled onto the sofa. It was probably a fracture.

Song Ci pretended to be surprised.

“Does it hurt? A dumbbell is good for training and dealing with evil people! Maybe you should buy one as well!”

Fu Wenze was too angry to focus on the pain. His mind was no longer rational. He picked up the ashtray in front of him and threw it in Song Ci’s direction.

Song Ci tilted her head and avoided Fu Wenze’s attack with ease. The ashtray fell to the ground and pieces of glass flew in all directions.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Uncle Fu, this happened because you don’t exercise. Your aim is off. Start developing some muscles!”

Fu Wenze reached out to pick up the dumbbell by his feet. He wanted to throw that at Song Ci next. However, he was unable to lift it!

At the same time, Yang Haoran knocked on Fu Wenze’s door.

“Song Ci, are you done practicing with Uncle Fu? I have something to discuss with you.”

For a moment, Fu Wenze was stunned. He did not expect Yang Haoran to come over.

Song Ci quickly snatched the dumbbell away.

“Uncle Fu, you can’t even pick up a dumbbell? Why did you even reach for it? Were you trying to assault me again? Fortunately, my manager is here. Otherwise, you would have killed me! You’re so scary! You want me as a mistress, but you’re being so violent!”

Song Ci picked up her backpack and immediately walked away.

Fu Wenze felt like exploding. Not only did his plan fail, but he was also injured.

“Song Ci, you’ll definitely regret your actions.”

Song Ci turned around and smiled.

“We’ll see!”

Then, she opened the door and left.

Yang Haoran was relieved to see her. He asked worriedly, “Are you alright?”

“Of course. I’ve already made preparations beforehand.”

“You should go back and rest. I’ll talk to him.”

Fu Wenze definitely had other dirty tricks up his sleeves. Yang Haoran wanted to resolve the issue before it got worse.

Song Ci nodded and whispered into Yang Haoran’s ear, “Don’t worry, I even recorded everything.”

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