The next time he heard this name, it was Sister Ye who was put in solitary confinement and forced to get married. This news undoubtedly made Louis feel suffocated.
There was once a beam of light that illuminated him, but now, that beam of light was trapped, and he wanted to save her.
"What does it matter to you who I marry? Don't be so aggressive. I tell you, you don't have a tiger skin to hide now!" Wang Fulai would not answer honestly.
In his eyes, Louis is now like a weakling who is easy to bully. Without Ye Bingtang, Louis is nothing in his eyes.
Louis' face turned cold and he walked towards Wang Fulai with big strides.
He had tolerated him for a long time.
"Pa——" a slap hit Wang Fulai's face hard, causing an uproar around him.
Wang Fulai fell to the ground after being slapped.
Completely stunned, he looked at Louis in disbelief, without waiting for him to mutter.
Louis' big hands grabbed her hair fiercely.
Those cold eyes that looked like the abyss appeared in front of Wang Fulai: "Tell me everything you know."
Wang Fulai was stunned by the slap, his face twisted several times, and he hit Louis with his teeth and claws bared: "Damn it, you want to fight! Come on!!"
"What's the noise?"
“Pah—”
Another slap hit Wang Fulai's face: "This slap is to make you calm down."
"Ah!! How dare you hit me!"
“Pah—”
"I wanted to slap you a long time ago, if it weren't for..." Louis said halfway, and the scene of being intercepted by Wang Fulai that day flashed through his mind. He was furious and slapped him again.
"Fuck! You know the reason why this slap was given to you on the face!"
“If you don’t want to tell me, then I’ll go to the Ye family and ask myself.” Louis took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and asked.
"Louis! How dare you hit someone!"
Wen Xiaolu was horrified and ran to Wang Fulai and helped him up.
Seeing Wen Xiaolu coming, Louis slowly let go of Wang Fulai's hair and stood up: "I beat him, he asked for it."
"Louis! You've become so strange...I shouldn't have invited you here." Wen Xiaolu shouted with a painful look on her face.
That’s right, Wen Xiaolu is not wrong.
It's my fault.
But so what?
I was wrong, so what?
I've been holding back for a long time.
Today, I don’t want to endure it anymore.
Louis shook his hands, his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.
"People change," Louis murmured, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."
"I think we won't see each other again." Louis straightened his black suit, turned around and walked out the door.
Those who were trying to curry favor with Wang Fulai were showing off their power just now, but now they are like deflated balls.
The people around him had already sensed something was wrong when Louis made his move. Louis had changed! He moved too fast and too hard, giving them a very unfamiliar feeling.
The figure that would once be drowned in the crowd now stands there, a shadow of its own.
In everyone's eyes: Louis now has eyes as sharp as a poisoned blade, and even his breath is frosty.
It seems to have lost its temperature.
No—he never lost temperature.
However, weakness had been buried deep in his bones by his own hands in the darkness before dawn.
Weak? That is the shell of a snail, but he has already transformed into an eagle soaring in the sky.
An eagle never needs to bow its head.
“Crack—”
The door was pushed open and a middle-aged man in the same black suit walked in.
He glanced around the room with a cold gaze, and saw Wang Fulai, whose face was swollen like a pig's head and was supported by Wen Xiaolu. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Who did it?"
"Dad! Why are you here?" Wang Fulai said awkwardly, covering his face.
Wang Jiale was silent for a second, then asked, "Come here to find someone. Who hit you in the face?"
"How dare you slap my Wang family in the face!!!"
"Dad! It's him! Louis, he was the one who hit him!!!" Wang Fulai pointed at Louis.
The people around had a gloating look on their faces.
The Wang family is not someone you can easily mess with. As soon as the son was beaten, his father came.
All I can say is that Louis had bad luck, as he was interrupted before he could even finish showing off.
Wen Xiaolu bit her lower lip lightly: "Uncle, if you want to blame someone, blame me. I shouldn't have asked Louis to attend the class reunion, otherwise this wouldn't have happened."
In the silent atmosphere of everyone, Wang Jiale turned and looked at Louis.
Louis twisted his neck, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and thought: Is it true that after beating the younger one, the older one comes? Are they playing with nesting dolls?
The next second, a scene that no one expected appeared.
"Great! Good fight! Brother Lu, have you had enough? If not, keep fighting. I guarantee you'll have enough. It's okay if you cripple someone, but just don't kill them."
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