Chapter 107: Such Astonishing Skill

Awakened from her sleep, Shen Yan frowned as she looked up.

“What do you want?” she asked.

“What do you think I want?” Ye Yaoyao retorted.

In the next instant, she raised her foot, aiming to kick Shen Yan off the bed, but he caught her ankle.

Just as Ye Yaoyao struggled, Shen Yan pulled her into his embrace.

At that moment, Ye Yaoyao’s mind went blank.

She collided with Shen Yan’s warm body, the tangible sensation causing her pupils to contract, then uncontrollably dilate.

This man...

“Go back to sleep. I’m tired,” Shen Yan murmured, holding her close, his voice heavy with exhaustion.

Ye Yaoyao wanted to break free, but her hands wouldn’t lift.

She thought she had slept enough and would not be able to fall asleep again.

Yet, unexpectedly, enveloped in Shen Yan’s scent, she drifted off into a hazy sleep.

When she woke again, she was alone in the bed.

Feng Yuqi had recovered fully from acupuncture, indistinguishable from a normal person now.

Ye Yaoyao’s plan could finally be set in motion.

She called Feng Yuqi to the boxing gym.

Upon seeing the equipment, Feng Yuqi’s eyes lit up with excitement.

It had been a long time since he’d handled these, and his hands itched with anticipation.

“Shall we spar?” Ye Yaoyao invited.

“Sure,” Feng Yuqi hesitated briefly.

“Don’t worry, you won’t get hurt,” Ye Yaoyao reassured him with a pat on the shoulder.

She knew Feng Yuqi still carried scars from past injuries.

“No problem, just go for it,” he said.

With that, Ye Yaoyao nodded and immediately swung her fists like a gust of wind.

Feng Yuqi dodged nimbly. Though his body couldn’t keep up yet, he had been studying martial arts manuals daily, running the moves through his mind.

But reality proved harsher than imagination.

Feng Yuqi was quickly overwhelmed by Ye Yaoyao.

Watching below, Yu Wanqing gasped anxiously, “Yaoyao, he’s only just recovered!”

Ye Yaoyao shot Yu Wanqing a glare—how could she be so fickle?

She released Feng Yuqi. “Enough with the hesitation. Don’t worry, you’re fine now. Just fight.”

“Alright,” Feng Yuqi nodded.

As the three chatted, footsteps approached at the door.

They all turned simultaneously, spotting Shen Sheng approaching with a sinister smile.

Yu Wanqing’s expression soured instantly.

She hadn’t forgotten what Shen Sheng had done to Feng Yuqi.

Such ill fortune.

Feng Yuqi’s eyes flickered; he couldn’t forget Shen Yan’s actions either.

Out of politeness, he smiled and greeted, “Young master.”

But Shen Sheng shot him a cold glance before looking at Ye Yaoyao.

In Shen Sheng’s eyes, Feng Yuqi was nothing but a dog to be controlled at will.

Yet it was because of this “dog” that Shen Sheng had been pushed into the spotlight, berated repeatedly.

“You called me here to have me teach him a lesson again?” Shen Sheng said, nodding to himself.

“Not a bad idea. I’ve been in a foul mood lately and need an outlet.”

Yu Wanqing stared at Ye Yaoyao in disbelief, unable to accept such a decision.

Yet Shen Sheng’s words held a certain logic.

“No,” Ye Yaoyao said, motioning for Feng Yuqi to step down. “I’m his boss. His debts naturally have to be settled by me.”

Hearing this, Shen Sheng laughed scornfully. “You want to fight me?”

Pointing to himself and then to Ye Yaoyao, he sneered, “A man fighting a woman? That’d be a joke.”

“Is this your new way to slander me?” Ye Yaoyao’s gaze was sharp, as if looking at a fool.

Judging one’s ability by gender—what else could that be but foolish?

Yu Wanqing’s disbelief deepened. Could Yaoyao really fight?

But from Feng Yuqi’s address, it seemed she could.

“So, will you accept the challenge?” Ye Yaoyao asked coldly.

“Of course,” Shen Sheng said, unafraid, “but let’s make one thing clear: if I bully you, don’t turn around and play the victim on social media.”

As he spoke, he stripped off his clothes, clearly intent on venting all his anger on Ye Yaoyao.

Fighting Ye Yaoyao was best, after all—she was the true culprit.

If not for her, none of this would have happened.

Shen Sheng was no gentleman who spared the weak.

“That goes for you too—don’t play the victim over this,” Ye Yaoyao said with a mysterious smile.

The next moment, she pounced on Shen Sheng like a whirlwind, moving so fast he hadn’t even reacted before her fist landed solidly on his face.

The punch sent a spray of blood from Shen Sheng’s mouth, his complexion paling.

His eyes narrowed dangerously, and when he smiled again, it was an angry one.

“Your punch packs quite a wallop,” he sneered. “They say women fight with explosive power, and yours is impressive.”

“You talk too much,” Ye Yaoyao snapped impatiently. “You better focus, or you’ll be wondering how you got punched again.”

“Fine,” Shen Sheng growled, his anger toward Ye Yaoyao intensifying.

Petty and arrogant, he hated many but could only confront a few.

He despised Ye Yaoyao deeply now, convinced of his own strength to subdue her.

But what happened next was a harsh lesson.

Shen Sheng was no match for Ye Yaoyao; she pinned him down, forcing him to retreat continuously, unable to block her strikes.

This only fueled Ye Yaoyao’s anger.

She had thought Shen Sheng had some skill backing him up when he bullied Feng Yuqi, but it was all just the power of his status.

She was determined to reclaim justice for Feng Yuqi.

“Ah! Ye Yaoyao, you despicable woman, I’ll kill you!” Shen Sheng roared, both pained and furious.

He was furious beyond measure—being beaten by a woman and unable to retaliate.

Ye Yaoyao showed no mercy; she remembered all the suffering Feng Yuqi endured during his recovery.

She had vowed that Shen Sheng would repay his pain a thousandfold.

Her eyes burned red with fury, but just as she was about to strike a fatal blow, Shen Yan suddenly appeared and stopped her.

“Ye Yaoyao, stop!”

Ye Yaoyao was about to stomp on Shen Sheng’s foot when Shen Yan intervened.

“You’re defending him?” Ye Yaoyao withdrew her foot.

Shen Yan leapt onto the ring.

Seeing this, Shen Sheng immediately clung to his leg. “A Yan, help me! She wants to kill me! I’m still your brother, you should stand for me! She’s disrespecting you!”

Shen Sheng was panicking.

Ye Yaoyao was not to be underestimated; her fighting skills were formidable.