Reflecting afterward on why he had followed Nan Yin to her home that day, Fu Shi realized he had indeed been unconsciously bewitched by her.
Suzhou, Shuijiang Road, a street-facing apartment.
When Nan Yin returned with a formidable presence, her aunt Nan Meiling and her precious daughter Zhang Xintong were standing at the door of her apartment, surrounding her mother, both of them hurling insults in unison!
These two women were truly the epitome of poor manners.
They dared to spew all kinds of vulgarities: “You shameless old thing, how can you have the nerve to occupy my elder brother’s house without a shred of guilt?”
“If you had at least laid an egg for our Nan family, we wouldn’t have said anything. But look at you? You married my brother, not only brought him misfortune but also failed to leave him with a single child. Instead, you live here with that little vixen of unknown origin.”
“Tell me, how do you have the face to occupy this apartment?”
“Where is your shame? Where is your morality? Truly, a mistress, a vixen—the old one is an old vixen, and the young one is even worse. I’ve heard all about it—your little girl in the capital plays around with those rich second-generation heirs quite a bit. Could it be she inherited your true legacy?”
“Tsk tsk, if she’s doing so well in the capital, why hasn’t she brought you over?”
“Could it be she’s also being kept by someone and is too embarrassed to let you know?”
“You and your daughter have absolutely no blood relation to our Nan family, yet you shamelessly cling to this apartment, greedier than ever.” Nan Meiling’s voice was shrill, loud enough to be heard throughout the entire floor.
In truth, this wasn’t the first time she had come to her mother’s door to hurl such insults.
Nan Yin, unaware in the capital, couldn’t return to teach her a lesson, and her mother, for the sake of harmony, had no choice but to endure the abuse in silence.
She dared not retort, much less fight back.
Over time, the neighbors upstairs and downstairs, who had long grown accustomed to Nan Meiling’s filthy tirades, shifted from initially looking down on her mother to eventually sympathizing with her.
Because her mother was simply too weak—when insulted, she dared not defend herself or explain, only weeping silently.
As the saying goes, one doesn’t strike a smiling face, let alone someone who’s crying?
After hearing it so often, some neighbors even came down to help her mother.
“I’m telling you, Lín Wēiwǎn, don’t you dare play dead. If you don’t sell this apartment and give us our share of the money, I won’t let this go. I’ll keep coming back to curse you, curse you to death, you old vixen—”
But before Nan Meiling could finish her tirade, someone suddenly appeared from the stairwell. With a loud thud, a foot unceremoniously kicked her in the back.
Caught off guard, Nan Meiling clutched her lower back and let out a sharp cry of pain.
“Ouch—who kicked me?”
“Mom, are you okay?” Nan Meiling, kicked into the wall beside her, was quickly supported by her frightened daughter, Zhang Xintong. “Mom—”
Before Zhang Xintong could finish her sentence, a smelly shoe from the shoe rack at the stairwell entrance was hurled straight at her face.
The impact stung her cheek sharply.
Clutching her face and looking toward the assailant, her anger instantly flared—it was that little bitch Nan Yin!
Both Nan Meiling and Zhang Xintong shrieked in unison: “Nan Yin, you bitch!”
Nan Yin, her face cold, walked over to her mother and shielded her. “Who’s the shameless one here, coming to curse my mother every other day?”
“What’s the matter? Weren’t my mom and dad legally married?”
“When Dad and my mom registered their marriage, were all of you Nans present? Now that he’s gone, do you think my mom is easy to bully?”
“This house was given to my mom by Dad. She won’t sell it, so don’t you dare scheme for it.” Nan Yin was tougher than Lín Wēiwǎn.
After all, a gentle mother often raises a strong-willed daughter.
Otherwise, if both were weak, the family would collapse.
“You little bitch, calling him ‘Dad’ over and over—are you even my brother’s child? You’re not! You’re a bastard! So what if my brother gave it to your mom? According to inheritance law, we’re entitled to half the house too.” Nan Meiling, clutching her sore back from the kick, started cursing at Nan Yin: “How dare you rebel and kick me?”
“Today… I’m going to teach you a lesson.”
How did this little bitch suddenly return to Su City?
She actually kicked her.
Nan Meiling wasn’t someone to mess with in the Shuijiang Road area. Rolling up her sleeves, she rushed at Nan Yin, grabbing her T-shirt and trying to claw at her face.
This little vixen was too pretty, just like her mother—both were seductresses.
Her brother could have found a proper girlfriend from a good family background. What happened? When he met her mother, he was bewitched and ended up marrying her?
These mother-daughter seductresses were truly a curse!
“The old one’s an old seductress, the young one’s a little seductress!” The aunt, furious, began fighting Nan Yin. Zhang Xintong tried to step in to help.
Nan Yin kicked her away directly.
Zhang Xintong had never been able to beat Nan Yin since childhood. Kicked, she rolled on the ground, clutching her waist and howling in pain.
Seeing her daughter kicked, Nan Meiling grew even angrier. She grabbed Nan Yin’s hair: “You little seductress, hitting my daughter—I’ll tear all your hair out!”
Nan Yin winced in pain as her hair was pulled. Her mother, Lín Wēiwǎn, seeing her daughter bullied, rushed over crying to help: “Stop fighting, please stop!”
Nan Yin wouldn’t back down. As her aunt pulled her hair, she dug her fingers hard into the aunt’s eyes.
The aunt screamed and let go: “Ah—”
Seizing the chance, Nan Yin shoved her aunt to the ground, flipped over, and straddled her, slapping her repeatedly: “Think you can bully my mom? Do I look like someone who takes this lying down?”
“Aunt, don’t think just because you’re my elder you can treat us like this! My mom puts up with you because she feels guilty about my dad. You’re my dad’s sister, so she doesn’t dare complain to my uncle.”
“You know my uncle deals with loan sharks, right? He has plenty of men under him. Just a few of them could beat you and your daughter to death, so don’t get too cocky.”
Nan Yin grabbed her aunt Nan Meiling’s hand and hit her hard.
Nan Meiling let out a wretched, pig-like scream: “Nan Yin, you’ll die a horrible death…”
As the two struggled, Zhang Xintong tried to pull Nan Yin off, while Lín Wēiwǎn shielded her daughter. For a moment, the four women were tangled in a fight. When Fu Shi came upstairs,
he saw Nan Yin straddling her aunt, hitting her, while a young girl beside her grabbed her T-shirt, tearing it halfway open.
Exposing half of her bra at the collar… The man’s gaze darkened at the sight.
Other men on the surrounding stairs watched the spectacle, cigarettes dangling from their mouths.
Of course, whether they were watching the fight or admiring Nan Yin’s figure was anyone’s guess.
Fu Shi certainly wouldn’t let them ogle her.
He strode over in a few steps, his tall frame immediately blocking the onlookers’ view. Grabbing Nan Yin, who was still slapping away, he yanked her up forcefully and, in the same motion, kicked aside Zhang Xintong, who had been tearing at her T-shirt.
“How did this fight start? So fierce? You’re even bleeding.” Fu Shi knew she used to get into fights outside school with troublemakers back in high school.
But he had never actually seen her in a fight.
Seeing it today, she was indeed… formidable.
Not some delicate, fragile girl.
Nan Yin had no idea Fu Shi would show up. Turning to look at the handsome man shielding her, her heart clenched. Damn it, the perfect image she had been trying to build in front of Fu Shi must have been ruined by her aunt and that vicious mother-daughter pair, right?
“You… why are you here?” Nan Yin raised a hand to cover her slightly injured face, looking at the man with panic and embarrassment.
Her aunt’s long nails had scratched a bit of skin near the corner of her eye, and her mouth had been hit too, leaving it a little swollen.
Great, she must look absolutely hideous now, right?