"Ugh..." Meng Xun gritted his teeth and groaned in pain, his chest seemed to be hit by a huge stone. The blood flowed more and more. The white clothes on his chest had been completely dyed into a glaring blood red, and there was almost no white.

Zhao Wan in the attic looked at Meng Xun who was beaten to death on the ring and cried loudly: "Stop, don't hit me."

This cry attracted Meng Xun's attention.

He turned his head to look at Zhao Wan who was crying in the attic, and thought:

Wanwan stopped Liu Shan because she felt sorry for herself?

Is she crying for herself at this moment?

This thought suddenly aroused Meng Xun's fighting spirit.

He looked deeply at Zhao Wan who was crying, then roared, and used the strength that he didn't know where to flip Liu Shan to the ground.

Liu Shan was handsome, with a face that could turn anyone upside down.

Meng Xun looked at this handsome face that was as handsome as his own, and suddenly raised his fist and punched him.

"Pa... bang..."

One punch after another, each punch was more fierce than the last.

Hit, hit hard.

Meng Xun thought, if he could destroy this handsome face and make Liu Shan ugly, would Wanwan still be willing to marry him?

"Ah...ah...stop..." Liu Shan cried out in pain. He never thought that Meng Xun, who was injured like this, could still lift him up and beat him up by surprise.

Fists hit his face one after another, and Liu Shan grimaced in pain.

He shouted to stop several times, but Meng Xun refused to stop. He

raised his hand to push Meng Xun, but he didn't know where the man on him got so much strength to hold him down.

After a few rounds, Liu Shan had consumed a lot of energy and was very tired.

But Meng Xun on his body seemed to have taken medicine, and he became more and more excited.

Liu Shan wailed while looking at Meng Xun on his body through blurry vision. He suddenly realized: Crazy, this man is a madman, he wants to beat him to death.

In order to save his life, Liu Shan shouted at the top of his voice: "I admit defeat, don't fight me anymore."

Hearing the words "admit defeat", Meng Xun stopped raising his fist.

He looked at Liu Shan, who was beaten black and blue, paused for a while, slowly got up from him, turned over and lay on his side.

When Meng Xun stood up, Liu Shan immediately got up and crawled away from the ring.

He was afraid that if he was a step slower, the madman Meng Xun would hold him down again and beat him madly.

This man was too scary, he wanted to run away.

Meng Xun lay on the ring, staring at the sky above his head with red eyes. He slowly raised the corners of his mouth and shouted happily: "I won, Meng Xun loves Zhao Wan, Meng Xun wants to marry Zhao Wan and love her forever."

Zhao Wan in the attic looked at the man lying on the ring with scales and blood all over his body, and cried inconsolably.

This fool, if he had said it earlier, he would not have to say those annoying excuses for compensation, and he would not have to suffer so much.

Zhao Wan picked up the hem of her skirt, turned around and ran towards the ring.

The old man of the Zhao family grabbed her wrist and stopped her: "Wanwan, why do you pity this stinky boy? The two brothers of the Meng family are treacherous. Such irresponsible men are not worthy of your love."

Zhao Wan had tears in her eyes, but her eyes were very firm. She slowly pried open her father's fingers and whispered: "Dad, even though Meng Xun was wrong about my marriage with the eldest son of Meng, you can't blame him entirely. He is not that bad."

This time, Zhao Wan went against her father's wishes and ran to the man who was willing to risk his life for her.

She walked onto the ring and walked step by step to the bloody man.

With a "click", a transparent wet and salty liquid fell on the corner of her mouth.

Meng Xun tilted his head slightly and saw the girl he had been thinking about.

"Wan... Wan..." He moved his pale lips stained with a few strands of blood, and called slowly.

Zhao Wan bent her knees and squatted slowly. She stretched out her hands, hugged the injured man into her arms, and tidied up his messy hair.

Meng Xun looked at Zhao Wan, slowly opened his mouth, and asked carefully: "Wanwan, I won, can I marry you?"

"Yes." Zhao Wan nodded and responded with a tearful voice.

She had already made up her mind. Even if her father opposed, she would marry this man who would not care about his life in order to marry her.

Hearing Zhao Wan's answer, Meng Xun's lips raised, and his bloody cheeks smiled triumphantly.

He could finally marry Wanwan.

Meng Xun lost too much blood and fainted soon after he finished speaking.

Seeing this, Zhao Wan quickly sent someone to call a doctor and sent someone to carry the unconscious Meng Xun back to the mansion.

The marriage proposal was over and the people dispersed.

Meng Xun was carried back to the Zhao family. Mr. Zhao did not say anything against it, which was considered as tacit consent for Meng Xun to live in his daughter's concubine to recuperate.