CHAPTER 92: CHAPTER 92: POSSESSIVENESS

Qiao Jing was provoked by her "you’re courting death" expression. She was so skinny and small; he could take her on with just one hand. He didn’t believe it! "Come on, let’s have a go!"

Qiao Jing made the most regrettable decision of his life, becoming the ultimate humiliation he would carry!

Just as he was about to make his move, he found he couldn’t move, and then, she threw him over her shoulder and slammed him to the ground!

Qiao Jing: ...

So, he really was that weak...

Can we just cut this part out! Pretend nothing ever happened.

So embarrassing.

Bo Yimo has such an odd taste, liking this girl who can eat and fight.

Qiao Jing lay on the ground, staring at the dazzling sun in the sky, beginning to question his life.

Where is he, who is he, what just happened.

Tong Yan, looking disdainful, said, "Too weak."

She hadn’t even made a few moves yet.

Qiao Jing: ...

Just go! I don’t want to talk to you right now!

"I’m leaving, practice well, and I’ll fight with you again later." Tong Yan waved goodbye to him.

Having said that, she hobbled away.

Qiao Jing sent the photos he had just taken to Bo Yimo, along with the message: Your wife ran away.

Bo Yimo replied quickly: Stop her.

Qiao Jing started to complain bitterly: What do you mean, stop her? Your wife is too strong, she knocked me down! Bo Yimo, you really have a heavy taste, are you wanting something different in the future.

This time the reply was a bit slow: You touched her.

Qiao Jing: ...

Bo Yimo, aren’t you focusing on the wrong thing!

Get a grip on the situation, man!

Your good brother, who’ve you known since childhood, got beaten up! Can you at least show some concern!

And a fight counts as touching?

Your possessiveness is kind of strong, isn’t it?

Before he could reply, Bo Yimo’s message came again, two simple words: Very good.

Qiao Jing shivered all over, hurriedly retorting: No, no, the most important thing right now is that your wife ran away!

He waited ages for a reply, but none came.

Qiao Jing sighed a few times, starting to worry about himself. Among the brothers who grew up in the yard together, Bo Yimo was the most sinister, offending him meant not having a good few days.

Should he go back to Beijing to avoid this? Discuss some strategies with the other guys.

The most crucial thing is that Bo Yimo’s found his long-cherished little wife, he has to let them know so they can fly over and stir up some trouble together, it’s bound to be quite an experience.

Thinking of this, Qiao Jing felt invigorated, like a peasant turning over to be in charge.

He leaped up from the ground and immediately bought a plane ticket, heading back to Beijing.

When Bo Yimo received Qiao Jing’s message, he was in a suite at the Yun Jin Restaurant in N City, in front of him was Liu Na, and beside him his sponsor, an old acquaintance, Huang Qiang.

Huang Qiang felt like he was in a nightmare, reaching his status, having a few mistresses was nothing unusual, but why did every mistress he found always end up offending Young Master Bo!

He was starting to get mentally scarred, if he could survive this, he would never dare to keep mistresses again.

"Huang Qiang, you’re something." Bo Yimo said indifferently.

"Young Master Bo, I’ll never dare again, really never again, please just let me off this time..." Huang Qiang, tied up, could only keep kowtowing, seemingly unafraid of pain, using enough force that his forehead turned red immediately.

When the attendant came in, they were engaged in vigorous activities, and to avoid sullying Young Master Bo’s eyes, they had wrapped Liu Na in a sheet and tied her up. At this point, Liu Na couldn’t move at all, her heart filled with extreme dread.