After being completely bewildered, Yu Wei quickly helped the person up to check on them. What was that person doing?
Kong Sang sat half-on on the ground, angrily saying, "Why did you hit me?" She was sitting peacefully to the side, and was inexplicably beaten up. What did she do to deserve this?
Julie Perot had a complete grasp of what it meant to turn the tables on someone else. Her goodwill towards Kong Sang had almost completely vanished, and she sneered, "You're the one who ambushed me. You should be glad I didn't bring a knife."
"I ambushed you? You..."
Kong Sang's expression suddenly changed. Damn it, it must be the system's doing. Except for last time, she had no memory of most of the time when the system controlled her...
[You bastard, what do you think you're doing? Are you out of your mind? You...]
With his peach blossom eyes closed, Kong Sang made his move again, this time dragging Yu Wei into it as well, arrogantly taking on two opponents at once.
A minute later, Kongsang withered again. As soon as Yu Wei saw Kongsang open his eyes, she stopped exerting force. Julie Perot felt that Kongsang was toying with her, so she grabbed Kongsang's arm and threw him over her shoulder.
As his body took off and his vision shifted, Kong Sang's eyes widened: "Ah, save me!"
Embraced by the familiar scent of mint and tobacco, Kong Sang breathed a sigh of relief, her legs weak as she leaned against Lin Changli to stand up—thank goodness.
Julie Pelosi frowned: "I don't have time for jokes. If you make a move again, I'll treat you like an enemy and go all out."
People who live a life of constant danger naturally don't like being teased or attacked. After saying that, he went upstairs with a cold face, clearly treating it as a joke.
Lan Ye walked over and looked at Kong Sang strangely: "Possessed by a ghost? You... *slap*."
Kong Sang closed his eyes, slapped Lan Ye across the face, and then raised his middle finger.
Unexpectedly, Kong Sang suddenly slapped him. Lan Ye was caught off guard and was hit squarely.
Kong Sang opened her eyes, a bad feeling creeping into her heart. Looking at the handprint on Lan Ye's face, she thought, "This...could it be me who hit me?"
Lan Ye touched his face and smiled gently: "President Lin, please let go of my hand. I, your uncle, have something to say."
Kong Sang immediately grabbed Lin Changli's arm: "Why are you rolling up your sleeves if you have something to say? Just say it."
Lin Changli calmly broke free: "Miss Nie, there is a difference between men and women."
Kong Sang felt a pang of sadness, her delicate white fingers clenching into a fist behind her back...
Yu Wei quickly stepped forward to stand in front of Kong Sang and said, "Major General Lan Ye, Kong Sang didn't do it on purpose. You can see that. There's no need to make things difficult for a girl, is there?"
Lan Ye touched her burning cheek again and sneered, "Nie Kongsang, come find me next time you're possessed by a ghost. This slap won't be left like this."
Kong Sang lowered her eyes and remained silent. Yu Wei rubbed her forehead, glanced at Lin Changli, and led Kong Sang upstairs.
As soon as he entered, Kong Sang hugged Yu Wei.
Yu Wei patted Kong Sang on the back and said, "If you like me but still want to break up, isn't that just asking for trouble?"
"We have to break up because we like each other, otherwise what if it turns into love, Yu Wei... I don't have the courage to love someone else, it will hurt."
Feeling a pang of sadness, Yu Wei didn't know how to comfort her. She hadn't experienced Kong Sang's childhood, but even just imagining it was hard to accept.
She could understand why Kongsang didn't want to love someone; it was probably a way of protecting herself.
Avoiding the topic, he said, "An... your second personality probably wants you to learn fighting. I'll teach you, otherwise it will definitely continue to cause trouble."
Kong Sang suddenly realized that when the system unleashed its ultimate attack in the castle in Wei Sheng's place last time, it had told her that after she gained the ability to protect herself, she needed to learn how to kill. It was serious...
Should we insist on teaching her skills? But the system isn't bound to her. Wouldn't it be better to just control her directly like this when danger arises? Or... can't the system stay with her forever?
Thinking about this, a shadow fell over my heart...
Despite suffering from chronic insomnia, she often went for night runs to exercise, but she clearly didn't have a talent for fighting.
Yu Wei taught her move by move, and without the red light warning, she would definitely fall to the ground after three moves.
Thanks to Yu Wei for expending a lot of energy on her, Yu Wei even bathed her, and her insomnia disappeared. She fell fast asleep on Yu Wei's bed.
Looking at the sleeping girl beside her, Yu Wei smiled gently. Perhaps her encounter with An Xiuqi was all a scheme. She would be sad, but she wouldn't resent it.
It's true that he protected her in the apocalypse, and it's also true that she likes Kongsang. Since that's the case, what's wrong with giving in to his wishes?
To others, it was a meticulously planned scheme, but to her, it was simply a matter of her own conscience; she wanted to protect Kongsang, nothing more.
The healing white light enveloped the area around Kongsang's lumbar spine. She noticed a slight bruise while showering, and it wouldn't be good if it still hurt tomorrow.
Nothing happened that night. Before setting off after breakfast, Kong Sang and Lan Ye got into another fight. This time, just as Kong Sang was about to suffer a loss, Yu Wei stopped Lan Ye.
Kong Sang hid behind Yu Wei, her face crestfallen as she thought to herself. She felt that this wasn't teaching her fighting skills; rather, the system seemed to be making her more familiar with the pain of being hit.
Just like Yu Wei said, if a place hurts a lot, you will naturally try to prevent that place from getting hurt again.
At the beginning of the apocalypse, Yu Wei didn't know how to fight either; she learned by herself through trial and error after suffering losses.
With so many people and equipment, they were divided into three SUVs.
Yu Wei, Si Yu, and the others were a small team in the apocalypse and were used to traveling together. They all got into the same car, and Yu Wei was about to call Kong Sang to get in as well.
But when I turned around, the person was gone...
Kong Sang followed Wei Sheng in one car, while Lan Ye and Julie Pello were in another...
After settling Kong Sang, Wei Sheng looked back at Lin Changli, made a provocative gesture, got into the car, and closed the door.
Qi Yun Shen took off his gold-rimmed glasses and wiped them, then said quietly, "Being able to control the situation is called having a good balance; losing control is called handing it over to someone else."
Yu Wei sighed: "Chang Li, Kong Sang likes you."
Lin Changli closed his eyes and leaned against the window to rest: "I can't get enough of it."
Si Yu rolled her eyes: "What a pain in the ass. If Kong Sang liked me, I'd be more than happy. What's with this siren-themed sadomasochistic romance? Do you think this is a movie?"
"That Weisheng translator is clearly up to no good. He'd rather be a pet than live, and he wouldn't want to erase this humiliation. He'll definitely do something to make amends."
Lin Changli's brows twitched slightly, but he still didn't open his eyes.
Kong Sang ate small cakes and drank pomegranate juice, as if he were on vacation.
He held a tissue to wipe the cream from the corner of his mouth, but Kong Sang turned his head away to avoid it: "There's no need to be nice. I know you wish you could kill me, but you're restrained by An Xiuqi."
“I’m not a little girl. I won’t set you free just because you try to please me, nor will I deliberately humiliate you. Just help me when I need it.”
Ripples spread across her pale green eyes: "Can't I be nice to you just because I like you? You have feelings for me too, don't you? Since we broke up, why don't you give me a try?"
As she spoke, she leaned closer to Kongsang. Her flawless face and vibrant green eyes were like the changing of the seasons in the moment when spring returns to the earth, so beautiful that people couldn't help but hold their breath.
The next second, the leftover cake was roughly shoved into Wei Shengyi's mouth: "How could you be a good person to rise from among so many trained children to become the head of the black market?"
"When you get close, my hair stands on end in fear. Do you think I would have any feelings for you?"
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