Meng Zhiyun had no choice but to tell him.
Wang Hu immediately went downstairs, hailed a taxi, and arrived at Meng Zhiyun's residence. He knocked on the door, and Meng Zhiyun opened it to let Wang Hu in.
Meng Zhiyun and her boyfriend rented a three-bedroom apartment, and they rented one of the rooms.
Upon entering, Wang Hu saw the handprint on Meng Zhiyun's face and instantly became furious.
"Where did that guy go?" Wang Hu rolled up his sleeves and asked Meng Zhiyun. Meng Zhiyun was worried that Wang Hu might get hurt, after all, her boyfriend was a local thug and a formidable fighter. She quickly pulled Wang Hu back.
"Don't be impulsive, or I'll get angry."
Meng Zhiyun glanced around and saw that the doors to the other two rooms were slightly ajar. Not wanting to be laughed at, she quickly pulled Wang Hu towards their room.
Upon entering the room, Wang Hu spotted a drunkard fast asleep. He guessed that this guy must have hit Meng Zhiyun, and without saying a word, he went up to beat him up, but Meng Zhiyun stopped him.
Wang Hu was furious, with nowhere to vent his anger, so he took it out on the table next to him. He punched the table so hard he smashed a large hole in it, startling Meng Zhiyun. Wang Hu himself hadn't expected to be so strong, and his hand didn't even hurt.
"Wow, you're amazing! I was worried he'd hurt you, but you're even stronger than him. Luckily I stopped you, otherwise you would have killed him with one punch, and you'd be in jail."
Her boyfriend was indeed quite muscular, a tall man of 1.8 meters, and looked very robust.
"He injured me? Are you kidding me? I can take on seven of him by myself, you believe me?" Wang Hu was extremely confident in his strength. After saying that, he proudly pounded his chest twice, the sound loud and powerful.
Looking at the mark on Meng Zhiyun's face, Wang Hu gently touched it with heartache and asked her tenderly, "Does it hurt?"
When Meng Zhiyun was asked this question, all the grievances in her heart welled up at once, and she hugged Wang Hu and started to cry. Wang Hu gently patted her back.
After a while, Meng Zhiyun calmed down a bit, wiped her nose with a tissue, and said to Wang Hu with a blush, "I'm sorry, I got your clothes dirty."
"It's okay, but why did he hit you?"
“He went to gamble with people. I tried to stop him, but I couldn’t. He lost, so he went drinking. When he came back, he called me a jinx and even hit me.” As she spoke, she started crying again.
Upon hearing this, Wang Hu's anger flared up instantly. "The woman I've longed for for half my past life, is she being bullied like this?" he exclaimed, and was about to rush forward to punch him.
Meng Zhiyun quickly stopped him; Wang Hu's fists were no joke, and it would be troublesome if he really killed someone.
Wang Hu had no choice but to give up.
"Hurry up and pack your things, let's go."
"Huh? Why are you packing your things? Where are you taking me?" Meng Zhiyun asked, looking puzzled.
"He's treated you like this, and you still plan to stay with him? Who knows where he might sell you off one day when he's desperate for money?"
Hearing his words, Meng Zhiyun came to her senses. Those gamblers were no human beings; in her hometown, there were many who lost their wives and children gambling away. She touched her still-sore face and glanced at the despicable man fast asleep on the bed.
Suddenly, she hugged Wang Hu tightly and kissed him on the lips.
"I want revenge on him!"
"Huh?" Wang Hu didn't hear clearly.
"I'm still his girlfriend, I want to get revenge on him."
After being teased by two women today, Wang Hu's lust flared up instantly. Looking at the drunkard on the bed, the stimulating scene made Wang Hu unable to hold back any longer.
He looked at her beautiful face and kissed her deeply.
Two hours later.
Wang Hu watched as Meng Zhiyun lay on top of him. Just now, she hadn't been able to control her voice, as if she wanted to shout out all the suffering she had endured in the past.
After getting dressed, the two began packing Meng Zhiyun's things, which amounted to quite a lot, filling two large suitcases.
The two came out of the room, where two beautiful women were sitting in the living room, looking at Meng Zhiyun with envy and Wang Hu with a hint of longing in their eyes.
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