There was a small octagonal cage in the boxing gym. Knowing that someone was going to spar, the gym members stopped training, the staff stopped working, and more than twenty people gathered around the cage to watch the show.
"Brother Yan, go! I believe in you." He Minhong was thrilled by the spectacle, and she did not forget the friends who were not there to see it. She held up her phone and recorded.
Ye Zhenzhen also teased from the side, "Boss Wang, do you get a chicken drumstick if you win?"
She was recording too, and turned to ask Lucy, who had already changed into her clothes, "Who do you think will win between them?"
"Of course Wang Yan will. My colleague is a little too full of himself."
Ye Zhenzhen glanced at the smiling Lucy and said nothing more.
Anyone who was not blind could see that Li Qixing wanted to fight Wang Yan because he was jealous over Lucy. Wang Yan was the passive party—he had no choice but to fight. For men out in the world, it was all about saving face. Not to mention that Wang Yan was a big boss, and that he had trained before...
Inside the octagonal cage, Wang Yan and Li Qixing stood facing each other, both wearing full protective gear: headguards, chest guards, back guards, leg guards, gloves, foot guards, groin guards, and mouthguards.
Li Qixing did not stand still. With his fists up, he bounced lightly on his feet and looked provocatively at Wang Yan.
In front of Lucy, he seemed like a simpering lapdog pretending to be a warm, caring guy. But in front of Wang Yan, he could no longer hide the true nature of a rich second-generation heir. *Who the hell are you? You think you