"Ptooey! Shameless! You couldn't win, so you played dirty! Ptooey!"
Tang Shiba wiped her mouth and stormed out of the private room, cursing. Her face was crimson, and she looked like a boiled shrimp.
She spat again, sent Tang Dad and Mom a message, then ran home.
[Fuck! Si Wuyu, you bastard! Next time, I'll beat you up every time I see you!]
[Host, that Si Wuyu is despicable! Next time, bite his tongue off!]
After Tang Shiba ran off, Si Wuyu emerged from the private room with a battered, swollen face.
He touched the wound at the corner of his mouth, then his swollen eye, and couldn't help hissing in pain.
"She really hit hard!"
Si Wuyu curled his lips and snorted inwardly. Seeing no one around, he hurriedly put on his mask and left.
When Chang Hua saw his boss, he cried out in alarm and fetched the First-Aid Kit.
"Sir, what happened to you? Did you get into a fight? Judging by the state of you, did you lose?"
Si Wuyu pressed his lips together. Remembering Tang Shiba's furious expression, he chuckled. "I didn't lose. I won!"
How could he possibly have lost? Tang Shiba had run away first, so he had won!
Chang Hua didn't believe him. If he had won, why was his entire face swollen, without a single uninjured spot? It was painful to look at.
"Did Miss Tang do this?"
Bingo, buddy.
So even after losing his memory, his boss had gone out of his way to provoke her. How furious must he have made her for her to hit him this hard?
Chang Hua couldn't help trying to reason with him. "Sir, I thought you and Miss Tang got along quite well before. Why did you have to lose your memory?"
Si