Original Wife Beats Mistress?

Original Wife Beats Mistress?

Wang Feifan's rhythm stirred even the most composed people in the crowd.

One by one, they seemed to let themselves go.

Today's engagement banquet was truly perfect.

Spectacular beyond measure.

Wang Feifan had long since stood dumbfounded on the stage.

How humiliating. It was over—his master was probably going to purge him from the sect.

Fan Yu covered his little mouth as tears fell one by one.

Loving someone really was this blissful.

He said he would help him overcome his tribulation.

A lover's tribulation?

He loved it so much—he wanted it!

Fan Yu stepped closer and closer, clutching a tiny microphone, his eyes brimming with love.

"? You ask how deeply I love you, how much I love you..."

Slap!

Before he could finish singing, Wang Feifan slapped him across the face.

Fan Yu pressed his legs in black-and-white stockings together and collapsed onto the floor, looking utterly aggrieved.

"Feifan, why?" His eyes glistened with tears, filled with hurt.

Wang Feifan was on the verge of breaking down. He rushed forward, ready to make a move.

But the moment he moved, he realized he was still under control.

The scene became him grabbing Fan Yu by the collar and roaring, "? Because love does not easily grow sad, everything therefore wears the face of happiness~~~"

"Woohoo!!" Fan Yu bit his lip, happiness welling up from the depths of his heart.

This was love!

Over on Shen Wuxiao's side, he could no longer hold on and needed to end it immediately.

So everything sped up.

After Fan Yu was pulled to his feet, Wang Feifan dropped to one knee, held his old hand, and proposed.

Seeing this, Shen Wuxiao's men immediately changed the music.

Xiao Jiu and Xiao Qi stood on either side. With a wave