His back hurt from being hit, and Pang Mu couldn't hold back anymore and cursed: "Liu Zhenying, how dare you kick me and kill you. Believe it or not, I will kill you tomorrow."

"I don't believe it."

Liu Zhenying shook his head and kept a serious face: "I have a long life, and I won't die in your hands."

"Bitch, I'll find someone tomorrow. I must make sure you can't live without dying..."

Pang Mu said a lot of dirty words.

Some Liu Zhenying could understand, and some could not.

She stood there, staring at her almond-shaped eyes in confusion, and listened in a daze for about half a minute, and then she came to a realization.

Oh, he is what others call a talker.

All talk and no action.

Drowsiness came up again. Liu Zhenying was really sleepy, so he yawned again: "I want to go upstairs to sleep. Do you want to leave by yourself, or should I send you away?"

Her response was still a bunch of swear words.

Liu Zhenying completely lost his patience: "Okay, since you don't choose either one, I'll give it to you."

After saying that, she stepped forward.

She obviously didn't do anything, she just simply approached, but Pang Mu acted as if he was facing a formidable enemy, with his arms in front of him in a defensive posture: "Liu Zhenying, what are you going to do?"

"I'm sending you away. Didn't I tell you?"

As she said that, she reached out to grab his collar, but he subconsciously reached out to attack.

As a last resort, Liu Zhenying had no choice but to kick him again to silence him completely.

Then, Yan Zixu, who was hiding aside in horror, watched helplessly as Liu Zhenying dragged Pang Mu out.

Yes, it's really dragging.

Liu Zhenying was only 1.67 meters tall, but he grabbed the 1.7 meter man by his back collar and dragged him out.

It seemed like a casual movement, but it made Pang Mu unable to break away at all.

She dragged him to the courtyard in one breath, threw him on the bluestone in the middle of the courtyard, clapped her hands, and said goodbye happily: "Goodbye, five thousand yuan."

Five thousand yuan?

What five thousand yuan?

But Liu Zhenying had no intention of explaining to Pang Mu, and turned around and skipped back to the villa.

Yan Zixu originally wanted to take advantage of this time to return to her room quickly, but Liu Zhenying came back too quickly.

She even blocked her in front of her, with her white palms facing up and her eyes blazing: "Give me money."

"What money?"

"You said I would help you entertain guests, so you gave me pocket money."

There was a hint of annoyance in Liu Zhenying's eyes, and he frowned irritably: "Five thousand yuan, you can't keep your word, right?"

Yan Zixu's first reaction was that she didn't want to give it, but looking at Liu Zhenying's little face that didn't seem to have any offensive power, she felt slightly panicked.

She even dares to beat Pang Mu, will she be beaten for five thousand dollars?

She didn't dare to gamble.

There was no way, Yan Zixu could only admit defeat, quickly took fifty hundred-yuan bills from the room and handed them to Liu Zhenying's hand, with lingering fear: "Aren't you sleepy? It's your turn to give you your pocket money, you

Go back to your room quickly."

Feeling the thickness, Liu Zhenying knew that Yan Zixu had not lied to her.

After getting the money, her mood improved a lot, and she said softly and happily: "Okay, then I'll go back to sleep. Remember to call me if something good like this happens in the future."

Good thing? Call her?

Yan Zixu is not a fool. He has seen her strength, so how can he easily provoke her again?

I just felt sorry for Liu Qixia, who was eagerly waiting in the room for the news that Liu Zhenying was going to be engaged to Pang Mu, and also waiting for Yan Zixu to vent her anger, but...
Chapter completed!