After Xiao Meiyun was slapped, she staggered back two steps, her face full of shock.
Then she let out a shriek and lunged at Tang Yu, reaching for his face.
Before her hand could reach him, Tang Yu had already kicked her in the stomach.
Kicked to the ground, Xiao Meiyun clutched her stomach and screamed.
Realizing she was no match for Tang Yu, she stared at him and shrieked,
"You hit a woman? Are you even a man?"
Tang Yu took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag before saying,
"Sorry, I believe in equality between men and women. Anyone who acts like a jackass gets hit."
Ahem. They were both villains, after all.
But a cannon-fodder villain like her really was asking for a beating.
Chi Yin nearly burst out laughing.
Equality between men and women, my ass.
Just then, a young man walked in from outside with a little old man in a traditional Chinese tunic.
Seeing Xiao Meiyun on the floor, the young man's face darkened as he hurried over.
"Young Master Han, get revenge for me! That bastard hit me!"
When she saw the young man, Xiao Meiyun scrambled to her feet and cried out, tears streaming down her face.
He was her sugar daddy—and the reason she dared to act so outrageously.
Since becoming his woman, she had caused plenty of trouble.
But no matter how big the mess, Young Master Han could sort it out with a single phone call!
The young man she called Young Master Han had prominent ears and a rather honest-looking face.
Seeing that half of Xiao Meiyun's face was swollen, his heart ached. He hurried to comfort her.
"There, there. I'll get revenge for you. Don't cry, sweetheart."
Then his expression darkened, and he glared