Meng Fuyan carried a basket and some tools out of the house, deliberately letting Wu Chengye see her to make sure she had caught his attention before heading towards the back of the mountain.
Wu Chengye hated Meng Fuyan intensely and had always wanted to get rid of her. Now that he saw her going to the back mountain alone, his anger finally found an outlet.
He followed Meng Fuyan to the back mountain.
The air in the back mountain is cool; winter will soon be here. Meng Fuyan remembers that the first snow of this winter is not far away.
The mountain was barren and yellow, with few green plants to be seen except for the evergreen pine trees. Meng Fuyan carried her basket and walked into the dense forest, with Wu Chengye following behind. Only after they entered the forest and he was sure that no one was around did Wu Chengye feel completely at ease.
"Meng Fuyan!"
He shouted and approached Meng Fuyan triumphantly.
Meng Fuyan turned around, raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Something wrong?"
Wu Chengye sneered, "You've been living the high life lately, haven't you? Getting us all sent to the countryside, aren't you particularly proud of yourself?"
Meng Fuyan laughed too, "Yes! You knew that? Looks like you're not so stupid after all!"
Wu Chengye gritted his teeth. Becoming a city dweller had always been his dream. Ten years ago, during the famine, many people in the countryside couldn't get enough to eat, and many starved to death. But city dwellers had access to commodity grain. At that time, he told himself that he must become a city dweller.
Later, when he learned that his biological father was Wu Guozhu, he was overjoyed that his dream was finally about to come true. He was even more excited when he learned that his father lived in such a big house. He was eager to move into that big house and live with his father. However, because of Meng Fuyan and her mother, all of this was just a pipe dream.
Later, Meng Fuyan's mother died, and he finally moved into his father's house. After living in the city for several years, Meng Fuyan brought him back to the countryside.
At that moment, he felt an urge to kill Meng Fuyan.
Killed...
Looking at Meng Fuyan's bright face, the rest of them had suffered a lot during their trip to the countryside and were visibly haggard, but Meng Fuyan was unaffected at all. It was easy to imagine how well she was eating. This was all his father's money, so why couldn't he spend it?
The more I think about it, the angrier and more resentful I become.
This hatred is something I've carried since childhood; it doesn't need any reason at all.
Wu Chengye's face was gloomy, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. "Take out all the money and tickets you have on you. I know that your father gave you two thousand yuan before you came here. This is all your father's money. I am your father's son. All the money in the house belongs to me. You are just a little girl. You don't deserve to spend this money. Give it to me."
Meng Fuyan crossed her arms and looked at him leisurely, "I just won't give it to you, what can you do about it?"
Wu Chengye was so angry that he didn't want to say anything more. At this moment, all he wanted to do was beat her up, beat her hard until she begged for mercy, and preferably kill her.
"You're asking for it!"
Wu Chengye, holding a rock as big as a child's head, charged at Meng Fuyan. If the rock hit her on the head, it could be fatal.
However, Meng Fuyan didn't take him seriously.
The hand holding the stone swung over, but Meng Fuyan raised her hand to block it, and then kicked him away.
It really was kicked away.
This time, Meng Fuyan didn't hold back. Wu Chengye was kicked so hard that he fell several meters backward to the ground, injuring his abdomen. Just that one kick was enough to make him unable to get up.
Ordinary spoiled brats are no match for skilled fighters, especially experts.
Meng Fuyan walked up to him, stepped on his fingers, and even ground them hard.
"ah……"
The pain was excruciating, and Wu Chengye screamed. The kick to the abdomen earlier had rendered him unable to shout, but now he could scream, though the pain was still piercing to the bone.
"Let me go, you slut, you're just as despicable as your mother, you... ah... mmm..."
Meng Fuyan increased the pressure on her foot, and Wu Chengye's scream was cut off as soon as it came out.
"Even at this point, your mouth is still so foul. It seems I didn't hit you hard enough. You still have the nerve to curse my mother? You truly are the offspring of Wu Guozhu and that old woman Zhang Guilan, just as shameless."
Wu Chengye glared at Meng Fuyan with resentment. Meng Fuyan sneered, took off her other shoe, and slapped Wu Chengye across the face with the sole of the shoe.
A loud slap!
"ah……"
Slapping someone with the sole of a shoe is humiliating enough. Wu Chengye screamed and struggled frantically.
"Fuck you, you filthy bitch, let go... ah..."
Meng Fuyan slapped him again with the sole of her shoe, and Wu Chengye's face was already swollen.
"Still dare to curse?"
"You filthy bitch, just keep cursing... ah... ah..."
She slapped him again with the sole of her shoe, and continued slapping him across the face, symmetrically from left to right.
"Since you're so stubborn, I'll beat you until you obey."
Clap clap clap!
The loud slaps echoed in the silent forest, and the humiliation in his heart almost overwhelmed Wu Chengye. However, no matter how he struggled, he could not escape Meng Fuyan's hold and could only lie on the ground and let her whip him.
She slapped him again and again with the sole of her shoe until Wu Chengye's face was completely swollen. He finally dared not curse anymore. Anger and humiliation made him want to die. Tears of resentment streamed down his face as he struggled desperately. But Meng Fuyan was pressing down on his arm, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push Meng Fuyan away.
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