Crazy Wife: Mr. Lu, Fight Me if You Dare!

Chapter 61: Begging Her to Slap His Face

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“You dare to hit me?”

Wu Yong came back to his senses and rolled up his sleeves fiercely, wanting to settle the score with her.

“You touched my friend, so I shouldn’t have hit you?” Jiang Yining rubbed her aching hand and said. “However, I didn’t beat you up for nothing. I’ll give you 14,000 dollars for each slap. You’ll probably be slapped twenty or thirty times until I vent my anger.”

One slap would cost 14,000 dollars, and 20 to 30 slaps would be around 280,000 to 420,000 dollars!

This was a good deal!

Wu Yong quickly calculated in his heart. The anger on his face dissipated and was replaced by a flattering smile.

“I deserve it, I deserve it! Miss, go ahead and slap me. You can slap me as many times as you want, as long as you give me money.”

When he got the money, he would find ten beautiful women to vent his anger and humiliation!

Jiang Yining’s lips curled into a cold smile. “You begged me to hit you.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she swung her arm.

Using all her strength, she slapped Wu Yong’s face.

Slap, slap, slap, slap!

She didn’t know how many times she had hit him, but she was so tired that her forehead was covered in sweat. Finally, she stopped.

Wu Yong had thought that she would lose her strength after a few hits because she was skinny and small.

However, he did not expect her to be more ruthless than before.

At this moment, even without looking at his face, he could feel his cheeks swelling up.

“Miss, did you vent your anger? If you haven’t vented your anger enough, 1’11 help you.”

Wu Yong couldn’t even speak clearly, as if he had a piece of ice in his mouth.

“If you want to slap yourself, I don’t mind.”

In any case, one less scumbag like him was the greatest contribution to the world.

Hearing this, Wu Yong raised his hand and slapped himself. He cried out in pain, and the taste of blood gushed out of his mouth.

He spat out a mouthful of saliva and realized that it was all blood.

No matter how much he loved money, he couldn’t give up his life.

So, he stopped and said, “A total of 67 slaps. In total, you have to give me 938,000 dollars.”

“Sure, I’ll wait for my husband’s people to send the money over. I’ll ask him to go home and get a check. I’ll give you 836,000 dollars directly.” Jiang Yining agreed readily.

Wu Yong was amused for a while before he said warily, “You won’t call the police, will you?”

“It’s less than 1.2 million. I can buy any jewelry for more than this price. Why would 1 care about it?”

That was good. He was relieved.

“But 1 have an additional condition. After you take this money, you have to write off the money that Ye Xiaoxi owes you,” Jiang Yining said.

“No problem.” Wu Yong took out the IOU from his pocket and shook it. “When I successfully get the money, I will tear this IOU.”

“Mhm.”

Jiang Yining responded calmly and shifted her gaze to the unconscious Ye Xiaoxi. She called out to her a few times but received no response.

Jiang Yining guessed that she might not wake up for a while, so she pulled the blanket over her and covered her up. Then, she asked Wu Yong to go out with her and locked the bedroom door.

The few of them waited in the living room for about an hour…

Finally, a sound came from the door.

“Young Mistress, are you inside? Sir sent me here to give you 278,000 dollars. Please open the door.”

Wu Yong anxiously wanted to step forward.

Jiang Yining shot him a cold glance. “If you go, my husband’s men will definitely notice that something is wrong. At that time, not only would you not be able to get the money, but you would also be sent to the police station. Are you willing to see such an outcome?”

Of course, Wu Yong wasn’t willing to do so. He was also afraid that Jiang Yining would run away with the Lu family.

Then wouldn’t he end up with nothing?

“Xiaoxi is still in your hands. I won’t put her life at risk.” Jiang Yining saw through his worries.

That was true.

Wu Yong stepped aside.

Jiang Yining walked forward unhurriedly and opened the door.

Lu Zhi stood at the door with a cold expression while Qi Feng took half a step back.

Uh…

She asked him to send someone over, but she didn’t ask him to come personally.

Wasn’t he busy?

Jiang Yining was slightly confused.

Lu Zhi gave Qi Feng a look.

Qi Feng understood and walked into the living room expressionlessly.

The next second…

Miserable screams rang out continuously..