"Liu Jianjun, haven't I told you not to mess with me again? I think you really don't learn your lesson."

After she finished speaking, her fists rained down like raindrops.

Liu Jianjun's face was contorted in pain. This grown man curled up, clutching his head, enduring Jiang Jinxiu's rage.

"Jiang Jinxiu, you crazy woman, stop right now!"

"You think you can just stop whenever you want? Who do you think you are?"

The pain all over his body forced him to shout for help.

Jiang Jinxiu's hands never stopped moving, and she paid no attention to Liu Jianjun's shouts.

At this moment, all she wanted was to vent her anger.

She stopped what she was doing only when she heard footsteps coming from afar.

She glared at Liu Jianjun on the ground and said fiercely, "I don't care how you got out, stay away from me from now on."

Without waiting for Liu Jianjun's reaction, he turned and left.

He kept swinging his hands, which were sore from being hit, as he walked.

I thought to myself, I'll try not to hit people with my hands in the future.

It really hurts.

After going around in circles, she finally hired someone to put the things away as planned and store them in her spatial storage.

When she left, her two older sisters were very reluctant to see her go, and kept asking her if she had a boyfriend.

If not, they can introduce her to someone.

Later, when she told them she was married, they still didn't believe her.

It left her both amused and exasperated.

To thank the two for helping her wash her things, Jiang Jinxiu secretly left two apples behind when she left.

This can be considered repaying their favor.

She doesn't want to owe anyone anything.