Yang Aotian hauled Xi Meng in front of him, looked into her eyes, and stroked his chin.
"Qingqing, I feel like it's her, but then again, I don't."
Chen Qing punched him. "Then take a good look. Stop fooling around."
Oh.
Xi Meng's mouth fell open. What a hilarious scene. Come on, start fighting!
Whoosh.
Xi Meng was thrown through the air. Seeing her reflection in a second-floor window, she nearly cried. Aaaah! I'm flying!
Wait. This could kill me.
"Help! Ah! That hurts! My butt! You're a grown man, and you treat a girl so roughly? You're no gentleman."
"Huh? What are you talking about? Qingqing's the only one I'd ever be gentle with. What makes you think you qualify?" Yang Aotian picked at his ear and stared at the beggar on the ground as if she were out of her mind.
He knew he was handsome, and he couldn't stop women from falling for him. But he had standards, okay? He had no intention of letting this beggar fall for him.
He grabbed Chen Qing's hand and backed away in a hurry.
Disgusted. ─=≡Σ(((つ•̀ω•́)つ
"You... Please leave my home." Xi Meng struggled to her feet, limping, and angrily pointed toward the street.
Xi Meng had to admit her act had worked. At least she had fooled them both.
Chen Qing covered her nose. "We're leaving. You'd better not tell anyone we were here, or I'll crush you like this ant."
Ant: ...Listen here. I hope your whole family goes to hell.
Satisfied that the beggar was frightened, Chen Qing walked off. Yang Aotian followed, not forgetting to threaten Xi Meng on his way out.
Once they were gone, all the strength drained from Xi Meng's body. She collapsed to the ground. "Damn Yang Aotian. He's finally gone. If