Upon returning to the village entrance, she saw several people blocking her way and immediately braked.

Looking around, Lin Ziyan didn't see anyone and became wary.

Leading the group was Wei Er's son, Wei Sheng.

"Ayan, my mom said that in a month, you'll be my wife."

We live in a new era, and the old ways of not meeting before marriage don't apply anymore.

I bought movie tickets for tonight; we'll go to town to watch it together.

Wei Sheng, leaning on one leg on his bicycle, thought himself cool and carefree, and greedily stared at Lin Ziyan.

Her eyes were clear and bright, her skin as white as snow, and there was a spot completely covered up—definitely…

As he thought about it, his mouth became dry.

My friend next to me was whistling and egging me on, his smile ambiguous.

Lin Ziyan was a top student since childhood, and those with poor grades were almost never noticed by her.

Didn't your mom say I disagreed?

"I'll pay your family back the money you owe at the end of the month, now get out of here!" Lin Ziyan wasn't afraid of them.

She had studied Taekwondo in her past life and even passed a grading exam.

Wei Sheng blushed and glanced at his friends beside him, who were looking at him with amusement.

He immediately flew into a rage, having witnessed his father beating his wife since he was a child.

In Wei Sheng's eyes, beating his wife was normal and nothing to be ashamed of.

"Lin Ziyan, don't push your luck." He looked fierce, propped up his bicycle, and strode forward.

Wei Sheng was reaching out to hit Lin Ziyan…

"Bang!"

Lin Ziyan kicked him far away.

Everyone else was stunned. When they came to their senses, they were filled with fear and ran away.

Wei Sheng lay on the ground, his face covered in ash, contorted in pain.

"Don't ever show your face in front of me again, or it won't be as simple as just kicking me."

"This is a crackdown right now; hooliganism is a crime punishable by imprisonment!"