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Chapter 552: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

  Chapter 552: Beaten into a Pig's Head (3)


“You little tramp, stop right there!”


As expected, Mo Yongxi was so furious she nearly vomited blood. She rushed up to Mo Yan, blocking her path with outstretched arms. The two golden bracelets on her wrists were glaringly obvious, but they looked ridiculous against her dark, blotchy skin.


Even Mo Yan’s patience had limits, and being called a “tramp” repeatedly had finally pushed her over the edge. Without wasting time arguing with a lunatic, she raised her hand and slapped Mo Yongxi across the face, leaving her in disbelief.


Before Mo Yongxi could recover, Mo Yan delivered another slap… The sound of slapping echoed through the fields.


Mo Yan continued her one-sided assault until her hand started to ache and heat up. She then calmly took out a handkerchief, wiped her hand thoroughly, and tossed the cloth onto the ground.


Looking at Mo Yongxi’s already unattractive face, now red and swollen and resembling a cooked pig’s head, Mo Yan smiled brightly but dangerously: “I’ve wanted to hit you for a long time, but the opportunity never arose. I didn’t expect you to deliver yourself right to my door. Don’t blame me for being impolite!”


Although Mo Yongxi had been schemed into marrying a man who preferred men, Mo Yan found personal revenge much more satisfying.


“Wretched tramp, I won’t… I won’t let you… You wretched tramp, wretched tramp—” Mo Yongxi’s face was so swollen she couldn’t speak coherently, her eyes filled with fear and hatred as she glared at Mo Yan.


Mo Yan looked disdainfully at the pathetic Mo Yongxi, who resembled a circus clown. She was about to give a few more slaps to completely silence her when a burly young man with an ordinary appearance hurried over, shouting, “Who are you? How dare you assault someone in broad daylight? Is there no law anymore?”

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Mo Yongxi, recognizing the familiar voice behind her, turned around in a flash with hope in her eyes, as if she had found a savior, and rushed towards the newcomer: “Husband, save me, save me!”


The man was none other than Mo Yongxi’s new husband, Young Master Fang, who had been keeping a courtesan. Behind him was a follower.


Seeing Mo Yongxi’s face, now a grotesque mask of bruises, Young Master Fang was so terrified he fell to the ground with a scream: “Monster, there’s a monster, help, help!”


Mo Yongxi, watching her terrified and trembling husband on the ground, felt a pang of disappointment. She then leaped onto Young Master Fang, grabbing him as he continued to scream: “Husband, it’s me, it’s me, I’m your wife!”


Young Master Fang, realizing that the “monster” was his new wife, immediately recoiled in disgust and harshly scolded her: “Didn’t I say not to touch me? You wretched woman, do you want to be beaten?”


Mo Yongxi, enraged, felt as though her heart was burning. She forced herself to suppress her anger and adopted a gentle tone. If her face hadn’t been so battered, it might have aroused some protective instinct in her husband. Now, with her face like that of a pig’s head, it only evoked revulsion.


But Mo Yongxi, oblivious, pointed a finger at Mo Yan, who was watching the drama unfold with her arms crossed, and cried in a deliberately shrill voice: “Husband, it’s this tramp’s fault. She’s the one who beat me up like this. You must avenge me!”


Young Master Fang, upon hearing this, averted his eyes in disgust: “Hmph, even if you’re a dog, you must see who the master is! Don’t worry, I’ll make it right for you.” He then quickly got up from the ground and glared at Mo Yan with squinting eyes: “You filthy girl, don’t you know she’s from the Fang family? Hitting her is like hitting the Fang family’s face. Apologize to me quickly, or you’ll regret it.”


Although Young Master Fang disliked women and especially disliked this battered woman, she was his legitimate wife. For her to be beaten by a country bumpkin right after their marriage was a slap to his face.


Mo Yan was almost amused by Young Master Fang’s arrogance. Did he really think of himself as a young master from a prestigious family? She glanced at Mo Yongxi’s smug expression and then at Young Master Fang’s haughty demeanor, unable to suppress her laughter.


Indeed, it was clear that they were made for each other—one arrogant and one domineering, a perfect match!


“You filthy girl, what are you laughing at? Apologize to me quickly, right now!” Young Master Fang, enraged by Mo Yan’s half-smiling expression, stormed up to her, shouting as he reached out to shove her.


Mo Yan did not give Young Master Fang a chance to get close. Before his hand could touch her, she kicked him in the stomach.


“Ah—” Young Master Fang let out a pitiful scream as he fell to the ground.


As Young Master Fang’s follower moved to intervene, Mo Yan stepped on Young Master Fang’s chest with a charming smile and asked, “Young Master Fang, how would you like me to apologize, hmm?”

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