The School Beauty Became My Live-in Maid to Pay Off Her Debts-Chapter 78 The Naturally Forgotten

78: Chapter 78: The Naturally Forgotten

78 -78: The Naturally Forgotten

I didn’t expect this tacky plot to have a sequel.

Now at least it won’t be boring.

Yang Deyou stopped Lin Shuang, “Big Shuang…

let me go and drive her away.”

“Hmm?

You’re not reluctant to let me hit her, are you?”

Yang Deyou shook his head, “I’m just worried about dirtying your hands.”

Lin Shuang shook his fists, “It’s okay, I didn’t get enough of it last time, let’s have a go at mixed doubles.”

The two walked out together and saw Ma Xiaofang cursing in the street like a shrew at the entrance of the milk tea shop.

As soon as Lin Shuang and Yang Deyou came out, she immediately shrank behind a bulky man and pointed at them, “Big brother!

It’s those two, you have to take revenge for me!”

Lin Shuang looked at the bulky man and thought, not this old actor again!

Isn’t that the Muay Thai champion he tossed out of the ring with ease?

These muscles, indeed, can take a pounding; he was howling non-stop on the stretcher last time, and now he’s back for more.

The Muay Thai champion, not recognizing Lin Shuang without his old man disguise, was still very arrogant.

He clenched his fists with cracking sounds and twisted his neck, “Was it you who hit my woman?”

Great, Ma Xiaofang switches men faster than clothes; last time that Li guy wet his pants, and now she’s hooked up with a Muay Thai champion.

Lin Shuang patted Yang Deyou on the shoulder as a gesture of consolation.

My dear friend, be strong.

Speaking of which, Ma Xiaofang looks pretty average; how does she hook up with so many men?

She must have some special talent, maybe a strong ability to serve?

Yang Deyou appeared unimpressed and unaffected by the provocation, but after glancing at the Muay Thai champion’s bulk, he suggested Lin Shuang call the police.

The Muay Thai champion yelled again, “A real man settles things with his fists!”

Lin Shuang laughed, “Remember, you said that.”

Ma Xiaofang shouted from the side, “Big brother, stop the nonsense, go beat him up!”

Yang Deyou also advised, “Big Shuang, let’s just call the police.”

The noisy chatter of several people piled up, truly a bit annoying.

Especially that Ma Xiaofang, her shrill voice kept going on, like a Tang Monk singing “only you”.

Lin Shuang, fed up, swung his fist and sent the Muay Thai champion flying out.

Yes!

The world is finally quiet now.

The Muay Thai champion rolled on the ground a few times, seeing stars, still clueless about what had happened.

How did he get airborne?

Doesn’t this flying feeling seem a bit familiar?

Lin Shuang walked over to help him recall, striking a Wing Chun pose.

The Muay Thai champion wet his pants on the spot; his crotch was completely soaked.

Yang Deyou watched this scene, his mouth wide open enough to fit an orange.

Lin Shuang casually closed his mouth and then turned to the trembling Ma Xiaofang.

Ma Xiaofang was silent for a few seconds, then started shrieking, “This big guy is just like he is in bed, completely useless!”

After saying that she tried to run, but Lin Shuang came over and slapped her to the ground with a “pah”.

Deliberate Bomb Punch!

Even splattered her face with blood.

Clutching her face, she started to wail “wo wo wo.”

“Wo wo wo~ Wo your meow-head!

Have you had enough, huh?!

Don’t you care if someone can take it or not, if you wo at me again—one punch and I’ll warp your face wo!”

Lin Shuang raised his fist again, and Ma Xiaofang instantly stopped shouting, not daring to move at all.

Yang Deyou walked over and kicked her again, eliciting another pained “ouch” from her.

Halfway through her cry, she held back, fearing Lin Shuang would punch her again.

Ma Xiaofang rolled a few times on the ground with her face covered in blood, and by now a crowd had gathered.

She began to play the victim, “Assault! freeωebnovēl.c૦m

I was pregnant just now!

They beat my baby out of me!”

The Muay Thai champion with soaked pants testified from behind, “I wore protection last night!

And I finished in three seconds!

How could she be pregnant!”

Lin Shuang thought to himself that was even faster than the speed at which he was thrown out of the ring…

He then turned to look at Yang Deyou, who waved his hand, “I’ve only held her hand.”

That bootlicker is truly something else…

See?

That’s what you get for bootlicking; others have had their fun, and you haven’t even held hands yet.

Lin Shuang walked toward Ma Xiaofang, and with each step, her voice grew softer.

When he got close, Ma Xiaofang had already started playing dead.

“Why aren’t you screaming?

What happened to the cries?”

Yang Deyou too walked over and sighed, “Xiaofang, this is the last time I’ll call you that.

You wouldn’t want your aunt to know what you’re like outside, would you?

Just go back to your hometown.

Stop causing trouble.

From now on, we don’t know each other.”

Ma Xiaofang looked at him and said, “Yang, the truth is, I came because I couldn’t let go of you…

Reflecting on our past together, I realized you genuinely cared for me…”

What a stunner, a concussion shot!

A lot of guys who just got out of the fight would have turned back into the fray after hearing something like this!

But it seemed Yang Deyou really had given up, “Stop saying these things.

Goodbye.”

He waved, putting a full stop to their story, and turned back to the bubble tea shop.

Ma Xiaofang sat dazed on the ground, seemingly lost in thought.

Years later, perhaps after countless experiences, would she still remember the silly boy who was willing to give everything for her?

Will she regret it?

Or will she still snort with contempt?

How easily people forget—the one who silently protected them through wind and rain, always there in the background.

The Muay Thai champion had already fled, leaving behind a puddle of yellow unidentified liquid.

The trauma from Huaxia Kung Fu likely left him with severe psychological scars; he meant to leave the country overnight, never to dare come back.

Seeing nothing more to watch, the onlookers dispersed.

Lin Shuang shook his head and caught up with Yang Deyou.

“What do you say?

Should I accompany you for another drink?”

“Drinking leads to trouble, besides I’m fine now.”

“You better really be fine…”

“Let’s not talk about these upsetting things.

Big Shuang, how did you learn those fighting skills?”

Lin Shuang spread his hands, “I was born with them, you know?

Don’t you?”

His tone was like the surprise of a good student who, upon seeing others fail a simple question, wonders, “Don’t you all know this easy question?”

He was simply asking for a punch.

So Yang Deyou punched him, “Seriously, teach me too, let me learn a bit.”

Lin Shuang thought, that’s almost like a natural talent for him, it’s something given by the system.

“You could learn a little at that new martial arts school that just opened up.”

And in doing so, casually promoting Zhang Wenwu’s martial arts school, wondering if there was commission involved.

He joked, “As for my skills, they’re only taught to pretty girls, not to guys!”

At that moment, a girl’s voice suddenly sounded, “Um…

am I pretty enough?”

Lin Shuang turned his head to see Lingmeng, who was working overtime for Shaobing.

Presumably, she had seen the flair of Lin Shuang in action just before.

Lin Shuang seriously pinched his chin and scrutinized her, “You’re obviously not pretty enough!”