Yuan Doudou forced herself to remain calm and took the hen. "Then thank you, Brother Li."

It's not appropriate to address Li Dahai by his given name directly, as he's older than me.

"You're not allowed to call him Brother Li, you can only call him Li Dahai." Meng Jinxian pouted, looking angry.

Yuan Doudou didn't care: "Okay, then thank you, Li Dahai."

Li Dahai looked embarrassed and turned his face away.

Yuan Doudou was overjoyed, carrying the hen; she was incredibly lucky.

Anji is in for a treat now, as he loves chicken the most.

When they encountered Cheng Yaojin on the way, Yuan Doudou turned cold.

"Yuan Doudou, you didn't go out to steal because you had nothing to eat or drink, did you?" Second Aunt Zhuang Shuhui winked and looked smug.

By seizing on Yuan Doudou's weakness, they can embarrass Wang.

"An Zhuang, in broad daylight, you spout nonsense without a care in the world. Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue?" Yuan Doudou showed no mercy to those who came looking for a scolding.

Zhuang Shuhui put her hands on her hips, her small, beady eyes narrowed into slits, her cheeks jiggled, and her lips trembled. "Yuan Doudou, you've gone too far! What did you call me?"

That little brat, she won't get away with this today.

Yuan Doudou raised her chin and said, "So young, yet deaf. How pitiful."

Zhuang Shuhui looked at Yuan Doudou, who was shaking her head and seemed completely unconcerned. Her shoulders began to tremble, and suddenly she raised her arm and slammed her thick palm down on Yuan Doudou.

Yuan Doudou remained unfazed, grabbed Zhuang Shuhui's wrist, and with a swift movement, subdued her to the ground.

Zhuang Shuhui's arms were locked behind her back, and she was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face.

Those watching the spectacle covered their mouths and chuckled.

Who would believe that a fat man weighing over 180 pounds couldn't beat a slender, thin man?

"Yuan Doudou, let go of me!" Zhuang Shuhui said, her face flushed and her tone fierce.

Yuan Doudou sneered, "You can ask me to let go, but you'd better apologize to me first."

"Why should I apologize to you? You stole in broad daylight and you still think you're right?" Zhuang Shuhui gritted her teeth, unwilling to admit her mistake.

Yuan Doudou increased the pressure on her hands, determined to make her cry before she even saw the coffin.

"My arm is going to break. Let me tell you, if you break my arm, you'll regret it." Zhuang Shuhui's eyes were full of calculation; there was no way she would admit her mistake.

"Oh? Then I'd like to see what you can do to me." Yuan Doudou increased the force in her hand by 10%. She had been learning Taekwondo since she was three years old and had achieved a third-degree black belt from white belt. She was no pushover.

Yuan Doudou applied just the right amount of force, enough to prevent her from breaking her arm.

"Stop, stop, stop, I admit my mistake," Zhuang Shuhui pleaded repeatedly, unable to hold back any longer.

Yuan Doudou remained unfazed; she had plenty of ways to deal with Zhuang Shuhui.

"Oh?" Yuan Doudou twisted Zhuang Shuhui's arm and wouldn't let go.

Zhuang Shuhui nodded. "It was my fault just now. I shouldn't have talked nonsense. I apologize to you. Please let me go, okay?"

She sought liberation, disregarding social status.

"Alright, I'm not one to hold a grudge. I hope that from now on, we can keep to ourselves and go our separate ways."

As Yuan Doudou spoke, she let go of Zhuang Shuhui's hand, straightened up, and shook her aching wrist. Zhuang Shuhui was too fat, and it took a lot of effort to restrain her.

"Yuan Doudou, how dare you be so disrespectful! I'll beat you to death!" A sharp voice rang out behind Yuan Doudou.