Whether it was the scene that had driven him to madness, or whether the fever had destroyed his sanity, without uttering another word, Ye Junqing marched over to the bed and swung a huge fist towards Li Yuâs face.
Ye Xingguang felt her heart leap in apprehension and immediately rushed forward to stop Ye Junqing, âYe Junqing, what are you doing? Stop it!â
At the first punch, Li Yu opened his eyes but seemed to have no clear understanding of what had just happened. The second punch from Ye Junqing landed, and Li Yu snapped angrily, âMaster Junqing, have you lost your mind?â
âYou ask me if Iâve lost my mind, Li Yu? You dare to lay a hand on my woman. Do you truly believe I canât kill you?â
Overwhelmed by jealousy, Ye Junqing didnât hold back at all, delivering punches with both speed and malice. Li Yu seemed incapable of fighting back and could only endure the barrage as he lay on the bed. The sight was deeply etched in Ye Xingguangâs eyesâ
âYe Junqing, stop it!â
Ye Xingguang leapt onto the bed, embracing Ye Junqing from behind, trying to prevent him from indiscriminately beating Li Yu. She knew how strong Ye Junqing was, from experience, but being on the receiving end of his strength was always a losing game.
At this moment, Ye Junqing was clearly going all out, walloping Li Yu with vicious abandon. Li Yuâs face was purpling from the blows and he was spitting out blood. The sight was torturous for Ye Xingguang; she couldnât allow Ye Junqing to beat Li Yu up without knowing the whole story.
Finally managing to stop Ye Junqing, she immediately moved herself in front of Li Yu, glaring furiously at Ye Junqing, âYe Junqing, what the hell is wrong with you?â
Seeing Ye Xingguang actually protecting Li Yu, Ye Junqingâs dark eyes grew even colder, staring down from his towering height, his icy voice sent chills down oneâs spine, âYe Xingguang, donât forget youâre mine.â
As he finished speaking, he grabbed my wrist, pulling me off the bed, denying me the chance to shield Li Yu. The force of his grip made Ye Xingguangâs brow furrow in pain, she struggled to free herself, âYe Junqing, let me go. It hurts!â
Ignoring her pleas, he yanked her into the bathroom, throwing her into the bathtub. Taking the showerhead from the wall, he turned the water on full blast, aiming it directly at her.
She undoubtedly smelt like Li Yu. He had to wash her clean or else heâd not be able to control his strength and might end up wringing her neck!
Heâd thought he was favoured by the heavens, that their meeting was an opportunity from god for them to reunite. As it turned out, he was far too optimistic. As long as Li Yu was present, he doubted he was even worth a fart in her eyes!
âUmph⦠What are you⦠Donât spray water on me⦠Ye Junqing, youâve lost it⦠I swear Iâll get angry if you go on like this!â
Ye Xingguang tried to avoid the torrent of water, but the water still managed to hit her. Very quickly, her legs turned into a beautiful fishtail. She floundered in the bathtub, bearing the brunt of his rage. It felt inexplicably distressing. If this were a dream, it would definitely be a nightmare. Why was she having such a nightmare?
âYe Junqing⦠You bastard!â Her voice choked with emotion.
With an icy expression, Ye Junqing dropped the showerhead and, with fingers trembling with fury, gripped her chin forcing her to look up at him, âIâm a bastard, am I? You, on the other hand, lured a man a thousand miles away into your room to sleep with you. Ye Xingguang, what do you take me for? If you like him so much, marry him. Why do you torment me?â