C81 (1/2)

With such a big palm coming down, even if Jin Weiwei didn't die, she would absolutely disfigure her face.

Her heart tensed up, Jin Weiwei wanted to quickly retreat, but unexpectedly, there was Tao Xiaoqing standing behind her. As a result, when the person in front stepped on the person behind her, the person behind her couldn't stand still, and would fall backwards uncontrollably.

”This is bad!” Jin Weiwei groaned on the inside. In that split-second, she suddenly felt a forward force on her shoulders, and her whole body took advantage of the momentum to stand firmly.

She turned her head. It was none other than her husband, Xiao Fugui. Before Jin Weiwei could open her mouth to thank him, she saw the fatty in front of her suddenly drop to his knees, giving her three kowtows and nine kowtows.

”Aiyo!” ”It hurts so much …” Fatty cried out with tears in his eyes. His hands could not help but rub his knees.

There was no need to mention how bedraggled he looked.

Jin Weiwei felt extremely satisfied in her heart. If he dared to provoke her, he wouldn't even bother to ask if this brother of hers had the skill to answer or not.

She pretended to be surprised and shouted, ”Aiya, what's wrong? ”My friend, even if you know that you are going to lose, you don't need to kneel and beg for forgiveness so quickly. How could I possibly accept such a big present like yours?”

Fatty was so angry that he scolded Jin Weiwei while pointing at her, ”You bitch! Who was it that was kneeling and begging for mercy? I can see that you don't want to live anymore! ”

He tried to support himself on the table to stand up.

Never would he have thought that just as his mouth was filled with joy, Little Fugui secretly stretched out a finger and a pebble shot out from his finger.

The fatty only felt a sharp pain on his kneecap before he fell to his knees with a thump.

He was already born fat. Just by moving his belly a little, he would bounce up and down. As he knelt down, everyone heard a ”Putt!” sound.

At this moment, no matter how foolish he was, he understood that someone was plotting against him. He looked suspiciously at Jin Weiwei and little Fugui in front of him.

Who is it? Who was plotting against him?

”Sigh, that's why I called you damn fatty.” Jin Weiwei held back her laughter and said sincerely, ”Listen to the sound of your fat colliding with each other. Even a three-hundred-pound sow wouldn't be able to make a sound.”

Pfft! Immediately, someone burst out laughing.

”Oh my god, I didn't even check out the calendar when I started out. This girl is so eloquent that she wants to make me laugh to death!” A brawny man was lying on the table, laughing maniacally.

”Hahaha …”

”Haha …” ”Cough, cough …” He choked on his tea while laughing.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the fatty's face alternated between red and white. In the end, it became livid. He gritted his teeth and roared angrily, ”Today, I'll tear your slut's mouth apart!”

”Young master, please hold on!” A deep and magnetic male voice, neither light nor heavy, slowly approached.

It was like a slightly cool stream that flowed into the boiling crowd. It was truly the sound of a jade ring, causing people to wake up.

Who was speaking?

Everyone looked behind them.

Jin Weiwei and Little Fugui looked over as well.

A young master dressed in a long green and white robe walked over gracefully. He had an elegant gait and his clothes were fluttering in the wind.

There was a light smile on his face. It was clearly just the spring wind of March, yet it carried an imposing aura that made people not dare to look down on it.

”Where did you come from? It's not your turn to speak here, hurry up and scram! ” The fat guy roared in embarrassment.