C4 (1/2)

”Hehe, your wife is very mellow.

With just a few words from Wang Yi, the tone was unusually calm, causing Chen Jiaming's expression to suddenly change.

Chen Jiaming just couldn't bear to see his wife interact with other men. He just wanted to warn Wang Yi, but he didn't expect Wang Yi to say such words.

”F * ck your mother!” I'll f * cking kill you!

Chen Jiaming's hoarse voice sounded like a wild beast. He felt as if a large amount of green grass had grown out of his heart. This kind of feeling was something that no man could endure.

”Bang!”

Without waiting for Chen Jiaming's other fist to come, Wang Yi suddenly kicked Chen Jiaming's lower abdomen, sending him flying two meters away and crashing into the hard concrete ground.

”Hehe!”

Chen Jiaming's hands were pressing down on his lower abdomen, his body curled up like a cooked prawn, his face was pale, and rapid breathing came out from his mouth. Wang Yi's kick was not something that this weak chicken could withstand.

”Ha!” Wang Yi chuckled. He didn't feel any burden. It was enough for Wang Yi to just give him a kick when this kid came to cause trouble. If it was in his previous life, he probably wouldn't have a chance to breathe.

Time was of the essence, Wang Yi did not need to waste time on him. Even if he did not turn into a zombie in this life, Wang Yi would have countless ways to kill him if he wanted to take revenge on Wang Yi in the future.

He got into the car and drove out of the underground parking lot. Wang Yi opened the map on his phone and followed the route straight to the nearest supermarket.

In the underground parking lot, Chen Jiaming held on for a while. However, the pain in his lower abdomen was getting more and more intense, causing Chen Jiaming to continuously groan as he laid on the ground.

”Ah!” Jianming, what happened to you!?

The elevator slowly opened. Lee Mei originally wanted to go and buy something that would be easy to keep, but then she remembered Wang Yi's anxious face. It seemed that the virus he was talking about was serious, so she decided to take Jiaming to drive her there.

However, no matter how hard Jiaming tried to make a call, he just refused. Anxiously, he wanted to go down to the garage to see if Jiaming had gotten off work.

”You, who hit you? Lee Mei walked up to Jiaming and supported him up with much effort. When she saw the trace of blood on the corner of her husband's mouth, she couldn't help but ask for his concern.

”Humph!” Don't you f * * king know who hit me!

Chen Jiaming looked at Lee Mei's delicate face and became extremely angry. He recalled Wang Yi's words, his wife was courting happiness under someone else. Chen Jiaming felt a surge of anger in his heart and forcefully pulled Lee Mei in front of him. Chen Jiaming raised his arm and slapped Lee Mei's face!

”Pah!”

Chen Jiaming used all of his strength in this slap. A red handprint appeared clearly on his white face. Lee Mei's hair that was tied up into a ball fell down onto her shoulders.

”You, you. Lee Mei looked at Chen Jiaming with a slightly dazed expression. Although their relationship was not good, it was Chen Jiaming's first time beating up Lee Mei.

Chen Jiaming's heart ached when he saw Lee Mei's empty gaze. After all, he loved Lee Mei a lot, but this bitch actually went along with other men behind his back. Thinking about this, a flash of determination appeared in Chen Jiaming's eyes.

”You, you, what the f * * k are you? We're finished! Divorce!

Chen Jiaming let out a lunatic roar. He turned around and stumbled towards the X5. Without caring about Lee Mei's crying, he started the car resolutely and disappeared from Lee Mei's line of sight.

In the huge parking lot, Lee Mei was the only one left, along with her extremely sad cry.

The instigator of all this was using his cellphone to navigate, and he had parked the car beside a large supermarket nearby.

Wang Yi got off the car and went straight to the supermarket. He found a compressed biscuit amongst a bunch of snacks and chips and said to the salesperson while pointing at the compressed biscuit.

”Give me twenty boxes!”

”Ah, sir, what did you say?”

The salesgirl was a little girl. She looked at Wang Yi blankly and insisted that she heard wrong, so she asked again.

”I said, give me twenty boxes of compressed biscuits.” Wang Yi said word by word. ”