Meng Shen was stunned, his pupils widening suddenly: "You... how did you know?"
Seeing his reaction, Tang Yue knew he had guessed correctly. Following this line of thought, he continued to ponder: "Is her excellent shooting skill also related to this?"
Meng Shen was so shocked he couldn't utter a word. The two stared at each other for a long time, then his shoulders suddenly slumped. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but then, remembering that Yu Wan wasn't used to the smell of smoke, he took out his lighter and put it back in his pocket.
Meng Shen leaned against the wall, lost in memories: "Five years ago, on the day Yu's Group went public on NASDAQ, a group of people sneaked into the school and put Yu Xiaowan in a sack. When Uncle Yu found out, he flew back to Jiangcheng overnight. The robbers demanded 100 million, but at that time, Yu's Group did not have that much working capital, so they had to raise money from all over the place. By the time they raised the money, three days had passed."
He paused, his eyes reddening, and raised his hand to cover them: "The day Wanwan was rescued, she was covered in bruises. She tried to escape many times, but was captured and beaten by those people. Later... she spent a whole year undergoing psychological treatment and began learning various fighting techniques, shooting, horseback riding, taekwondo, and sanda... I didn't tell Uncle Yu because I was afraid he would worry."
Seemingly recalling something amusing, he laughed, his voice hoarse: "Once, Uncle Yu noticed the scrapes on my arm, and guess what she said? She made up a story, saying, 'Meng Shen and I went to fight.' To cover up the truth, we decided to go and take on those school bullies one-on-one. And that's how we became the school bullies. Isn't that ridiculous?"
After saying that, Meng Shen laughed so hard he could hardly breathe, and at the end, warm liquid seeped from between his fingers.
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