Chapter 49 What reason should I give you next to make you hit me, you masochist?
Qiu Xiaoman's hand was injured. Although she used force, she also hurt herself. As a result, after she slapped him, she gasped for breath in pain.
Liu Kun, who was beaten, showed a hint of satisfaction and a sense of unfinished business.
Liu Kun's childhood was not easy. He lived under the roof of his father's first wife's sister, so it's easy to imagine that she wouldn't treat him well.
Therefore, being beaten and scolded was a common occurrence.
Later, his biological mother couldn't stand it anymore and deliberately let his father's first wife discover some clues, causing a scene at the home of his aunt, who was not related to him by blood.
Now that he had found a way out, he could return to the Liu family.
Going back home naturally didn't bring him any peace, but luckily his father wasn't dead. He warned his first wife a few times, and after that, the woman quieted down.
But for some reason, no one scolded or beat him anymore, and life became dull and lifeless.
Everything felt like kitchen utensils covered in grease and grime, a sticky coating that made him feel uncomfortable all over.
Now, after eight years, someone finally dares to hit him again, and it's a slap with all their might, without any hesitation!
At that moment, he seemed to awaken some ancient bloodline and became unusually excited!
His face burned, igniting the blood in his body, making it boil and scream, wanting to be slapped twice more!
The more the better!
He continued his sarcastic remark: "You're getting impatient. Looks like I was right!"
Looking at his provocative face, Qiu Xiaoman couldn't help but feel a chill and retorted, "You seem very happy? You like the feeling of being slapped by me!"
Liu Kun didn't refute, only resorting to his sarcastic remarks: "I knew I'd hit the nail on the head with your filthy thoughts, and now you're feeling guilty!"
Qiu Xiaoman couldn't stand being wronged, so she immediately grabbed his collar and raised her right hand.
It's here, it's finally here! Liu Kun's eyes shone with excitement, a mixture of anticipation and longing, as well as intoxication and fascination.
That's insane!
Qiu Xiaoman was so disgusted by him that she wanted to vomit. She shoved him away and told him to get lost without any politeness!
Liu Kun didn't roll away, so why did the fight stop? That's so boring!
He steadied himself and continued his provocation: "So you're really feeling guilty! You wouldn't be thinking of using that child to fight for the Liu family's inheritance, would you? Let me give you a piece of advice: don't be delusional—"
Before he could even utter the word "want," Liu Kun received a second slap.
Now my two faces are symmetrical, it feels so good!
He had to thank the curb, otherwise Qiu Xiaoman wouldn't have been tall enough to hit him.
He stood under the curb, his face beaming with excitement: "The more you jump around, the more it proves I'm right. You get angry and only know how to hit people. You have no manners!"
Qiu Xiaoman grabbed his collar again. She couldn't understand how there could be someone in this world who so desperately wanted to be beaten.
Are you sick?
She could only rub salt in his wounds: "You must listen to your father a lot, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have managed to outlast everyone else just to treat me to a meal. Now that you've angered me, the meal is definitely off. Have you thought about how to explain this to your father? Hmm?"
Liu Kun had never been so close to a woman his own age before. He was completely out of control; hot blood was pumping from his heart with each rapid breath, rushing straight to the top of his head.
He almost wanted to close his eyes and beg her to go a little further, but he was too proud to admit it, so he could only keep his sharp tongue: "Why should I have an explanation to him? Wasn't it you who was desperate and started hitting and yelling at me? Shouldn't you be the one who's worried? Officer Qiu! Aren't you afraid I'll report you to the police station? Hmm?"
"Fine, go ahead. Who saw me hit someone? Do you think people will believe you just because you have nothing to say?" Qiu Xiaoman was so angry she laughed. What an idiot!
Is she afraid of him?
She tightened his tie, closing the distance between them once more, and warned him, word by word: "I hate being wronged more than anything in my life. Keep your mouth shut. It doesn't matter if you can't spit out anything nice, I'll always make you spit out some blood!"
"Alright! Come on!" Liu Kun lowered his head, his breath close, wanting to further provoke the young policewoman, hoping she would misunderstand and slap him, calling him a "filthy scoundrel!"
He leaned down excitedly, trying to seize this rare thrill; who knows how he'd been coping these past few years.
Although the Liu family treated him with great courtesy, they all exuded a sense of distance and indifference.
He knew they looked down on him, yet they considered themselves to be from an upper-class family and wouldn't show their emotions on their faces. But he heard them slandering and humiliating him behind his back!
More than once or twice!
He couldn't stand it, but he didn't want his father to look down on him for being raised in the countryside and having no manners, so he had no choice but to endure it, suppress it, and suffer through it!
He was like a pot of stale, wilted cabbage, tasteless.
Such a life is not as enjoyable as being beaten and scolded by his aunt, at least he can hate her with a legitimate reason and make a scene openly!
Unlike now, every time I force myself to smile, I feel so disgusted with myself that I want to vomit!
He acted as if he had nothing to lose, and suddenly pressed down on Qiu Xiaoman's shoulder. This action was just like that of a lovestruck lover in a TV drama. He was probably about to kiss her in the next second!
She would be furious and beat someone up badly if she had only met them once or if someone tried to take liberties with her after just one meeting!
It would be best to beat him until his mouth splits open and blood splatters everywhere; that bloody hatred is the true color of his life!
Come on, hit him! Make sure you hit him hard!
He almost shouted it out!
However, the woman actually let go of him!
Why? Is he not sarcastic enough? Should he add two more sentences?
But when he looked up, he saw a woman's calm and indifferent face. She let go of him and instantly moved several steps away, the streetlights casting long shadows of her.
She retreated into the shadows of the trees, obscuring her expression, but he clearly heard her say, "You're sick."
It's not a question, it's an affirmative sentence.
There's no strong emotional tone; it's as if it's talking about some insignificant person, A, B, or C.
His boiling blood instantly cooled down.
She actually stopped playing; it's boring.
He took a deep breath and forced a formulaic smile: "Thank you for the compliment. Are you still going to eat?"
"I'm not eating, get out." Qiu Xiaoman was almost forcibly kissed by him. What else could this guy be but sick?
They'd only just met! What right did he have to do such a thing to her?
He's not only sick, he's also a bit insane. Sure enough, people who make a bad first impression don't have any chance of turning things around.
She turned and walked towards the courtyard house, with hurried footsteps behind her. Clearly, Liu Kun's earlier display of force had frightened Shen Tenglong and Jiang Mingyuan.
The two arrived immediately, without prior arrangement, fearing that Qiu Xiaoman, a young girl, might have her mind clouded by such misleading behavior.
Unexpectedly, she broke free on her own, neither letting Liu Kun control her emotions nor falling into the trap of bad men.
Instead, he calmly and quietly turned away, too lazy to waste any more time on such a person.
The two breathed a sigh of relief, and Shen Tenglong asked, "Xiaoman, are you alright? Should we call the police?"
"No need. Brother, when you have time, go back and ask President Shen if he knows any good psychologists. This Liu Kun is sick. Seriously sick." Qiu Xiaoman didn't want her older brother to worry, so she turned back and gave him a word of advice.
Shen Tenglong had also heard that Liu Kun had been traumatized when he first returned and was behaving strangely. He seemed to have improved later, but whether he had really improved or not, who knows?
He's not some busybody from the Liu family.
He thought for a moment and replied, "Okay, then you should go back and rest. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
"Don't you have to go to work?" Qiu Xiaoman asked curiously.
Shen Tenglong scratched the back of his head embarrassedly: "My factory didn't do well and went bankrupt. Recently, my uncle asked me to go with him to gain some experience. He didn't say what I would do specifically, but basically I should go wherever I'm needed."
"Keep up the good work. He's got a good business sense." Qiu Xiaoman smiled slightly. "Go back, bro, and bro Jiang too. I'm fine, really. Thanks for dinner."
Jiang Mingyuan stood on the curb without saying a word.
He was furious when he thought Liu Kun was going to kiss him, but now that he realized Liu Kun hadn't succeeded, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, Xiao Qiu wasn't really bullied. I don't know what's wrong with Liu Kun! He wanted to kiss her after only saying a few words? The Liu family is truly a bunch of lunatics.
Wait a minute! Could this be some kind of mission assigned by Liu Yuandou?
He planned to get close to Shen Qinghuai's only adult daughter, hoping to drug her while she was still young and naive, and then use Xiao Qiu to take over Uncle Shen's business empire.
Their intentions are despicable!
Jiang Mingyuan grew angrier the more he thought about it. How could he be so lecherous! Why did such a nice girl like Xiao Qiu have to be targeted by this scoundrel?!
Enraged, he grabbed Liu Kun by the collar, intending to slap him.
Shen Tenglong quickly stopped him: "No, no, no! You're a criminal police officer, you'll be punished for hitting someone!"
"Close your eyes! It doesn't count unless there are witnesses!" Jiang Mingyuan doesn't usually hit people, but today he's determined to!
Unfortunately, Liu Kun had already snapped out of his daze. He calmly grasped Jiang Mingyuan's wrist and smiled slightly: "Jealous?"
"Eat your ancestors—" Jiang Mingyuan stopped halfway through his curse.
Xiao Qiu looked back at him, but she couldn't swear; that would be rude and damage her image!
Qiu Xiaoman had just opened the courtyard gate and turned to say goodbye when Jiang Mingyuan inexplicably smiled at her.
She felt that everyone she met tonight was somewhat...
My cousin Chen is illogical and lacks a sense of boundaries.
My cousin Shen is a good person, but he's a bit silly.
Jiang Mingyuan knew to bring her food, but he didn't mention Zhao Qing. Did he understand her or not? Maybe he only understood half of her? She couldn't go hungry, but he could keep it a secret.
Finally, there's Liu Kun, an incredibly huge psychopath, suspected to be a masochist.
Especially when she raised her hand to slap him, he seemed very expectant and excited.
Good heavens, which mental hospital released him from?
Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine.
Forget it, I'm exhausted after a long day. Hitting someone made my hand hurt, and I was already injured.
Turning back once more, she closed the door. Through the gradually closing crack, Jiang Mingyuan remained smiling like a statue.
Only after the courtyard gate was completely closed did he stop smiling, grab Liu Kun by the collar, and punch him.
"Dare to act like a hooligan towards Xiao Qiu? I hit you because I saw injustice!" Jiang Mingyuan landed a punch and wanted to hit him a couple more times, but Shen Tenglong stopped him.
"Alright, alright, hurry up and go. I'll go back and talk to my uncle. The Liu family will deal with him. You don't need to take a punishment for someone like that. How can you set a good example for my sister?" Although Shen Tenglong was simple-minded, he was quite skilled at persuasion.
Jiang Mingyuan can accept disciplinary action, but he cannot allow his image to be ruined, making Xiao Qiu feel that he is not a qualified policeman.
He released Liu Kun and warned, "If you dare to lay a hand on a girl again, I'll arrest you!"
Liu Kun staggered a few steps, then stood still with his back against the camphor tree, offering no explanation.
He just touched his slapped face. He was a little caught up in the moment and didn't notice what the sticky stuff on his face was. Now that he touched it, the smell of blood hit him.
Whose blood is it? It certainly isn't his; that woman doesn't have cat claws, and Jiang Mingyuan didn't hit her there.
That means it can only be Qiu Xiaoman's.
Her wound reopened!
Realizing this, Liu Kun felt a moment of self-reproach; he shouldn't have provoked them at this time.
But he couldn't control himself.
He returned to his car in frustration, but hesitated to start it.
Shen Tenglong and Jiang Mingyuan also returned to their respective cars, keeping their eyes on him through the car windows.
Soon, they discovered that he had turned around and left. The two of them were worried and followed him.
As a result, Liu Kun drove around most of Beidu and finally found a 24-hour pharmacy. He bought some wound medicine, disinfectant, and bandages, and then drove back to the courtyard house.
After getting off the car, he went to knock on the door without saying a word.
As soon as Qiu Xiaoman opened the door, Xiao Hua, who was almost fully recovered, rushed out, barking and trying to bite.
Liu Kun's cat, which he had when he was a child, was bitten to death by a rabid dog, so much so that he had a physical aversion to dogs. In addition, he did not want to disturb the neighbors, so he quickly grabbed Qiu Xiaoman's arm, hung the medicine bag on her wrist, and turned around and left quickly.
After closing the car door, he finally relaxed his shoulders, and the muscles there were no longer tense.
Looking up, he found Qiu Xiaoman already standing outside the car window, refusing to take his medicine.
He stared at the blood-stained gauze on her palm, and for a moment he seemed to see his past self who had been beaten. He had no choice but to look away and said in a deep voice, "If you don't accept it, I'll have to go to the base to deliver it to you again tomorrow."
"Fine, you've really gotten bold. Who are you threatening? I said I won't take it, and that's final!" Qiu Xiaoman hung the medicine bag on his rearview mirror and drove away.
Liu Kun finally realized he'd met his match. This Qiu Xiaoman was as stubborn as a wild bull!
That was awesome!
When I got home, it was already past 1 a.m.
His father, Liu Yuandou, was still awake and sitting in the living room waiting for him. When he saw him return, he slowly put down the newspaper in his hand and asked, "How did it go? Did she agree to go to dinner with you?"
Liu Kun stood in the living room without answering.
Liu Yuandou is old enough to be his grandfather, with a full head of white hair, which is particularly ironic, but Liu Yuandou is not ashamed. On the contrary, he feels that he is still vigorous in his old age.
He calmly took off his reading glasses: "No answer, it seems she hasn't agreed to your request. Then you can try to arrange another date with her tomorrow. With your background, decent families wouldn't want to marry their daughters to you, and I don't think much of ordinary families. You should still try harder and put some effort into her. A biological daughter who isn't recognized by the Shen family is a good match for you."
Liu Kun couldn't help but sneer, "How can they be the same?"
She was born to her parents through a proper marriage, unlike him, who was an illegitimate child who couldn't be brought into the light.
He remained standing there, silent.
Liu Yuandou couldn't help but ask curiously, "What, you don't want her? You look down on her? That shouldn't be the case. The eldest son of the Jiang family praised her to the skies, and she has a respectable job. She's more than a match for you. Don't forget, she's Shen Wanjun's granddaughter! The Shen family hasn't acknowledged her, but they haven't said they don't acknowledge her either!"
Liu Kun subconsciously touched his cheek, and finally, as if possessed, agreed.
Back in the bedroom bathroom, he stared at his face in the mirror, gently stroking it, savoring the moment.
Qiu Xiaoman, what excuse will you use to get me to hit you next time?
*
Qiu Xiaoman returned to the courtyard house yawning repeatedly. She was so tired and wanted to go to sleep immediately, but unfortunately, the wound on her hand reopened and was in excruciating pain.
The children were all asleep, except for Li Tuantuan, whose window light was on. She closed the courtyard gate before he turned off the light without coming out to greet her, probably because he didn't want to disturb her rest.
Xiao Qiao left a note on her bedside table, telling her that there was food left in the pot. She also said that someone had sent a huge cake tower, which was located in the main hall outside.
Qiu Xiaoman hadn't noticed before, so she quickly went out to take a look.
Wow, that's a huge cake! You couldn't finish it even in a day!
Who is it? Shen Qinghuai? That old geezer is incredibly cunning! He actually managed to win people over behind her back!
She can't let him have this habit!
The first thing I did when I woke up the next day was call him, and the first thing I said was, "Did you send the cake? If you really care about me that much, why didn't you send me money?"
Shen Qinghuai murmured, unable to continue, and could only stand at attention to take the beating, admitting his mistake: "It's all my fault, I understand you're angry. But please give Dad a chance to make it up to you, okay? Grandpa's birthday is in a few days, let's go celebrate with him!"
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