out of control

Chi Yu thought about it, and felt that what Lin Man said was extremely reasonable.

She changed into light home clothes, and by the way, she also found a set for Lin Man to change into.

They sat cross-legged on the carpet in the living room, ripped open bags of potato chips, each opened a can of beer, chatted while eating and drinking.

After drinking several cans of beer in a row, the root of Chi Yu's tongue began to weaken when he spoke.

She propped her head on one hand and leaned on the sofa, looked at Lin Man who had flushed cheeks opposite, pointed at her and laughed:
"Manman, your face is so red! Are you allergic to alcohol?"

Lin Man touched her cheek, and faced her, "No, I just got drunk on my face, and I don't know why, I'm so annoyed."

"But Ah Yu, why are you in a bad mood..."

Lin Man burped, threw the finished beer can on the ground, reopened a can, and took a big gulp.

"Hmm..." Chi Yu grabbed a handful of potato chips and put them in his mouth, "Manman, do you know, my dear father, he asked someone to drive me to death, and then cursed me for divorcing Shen Guyuan..."

Lin Man was so angry that he slapped the table, "What a bastard! Why doesn't he die...! Ah Yu, don't be sad, anyway, you still have Shen Guyuan to accompany you, but I have nothing."

Lin Man sighed, pinched the beer can, "Actually, I'm not happy either, I really like Shen Ruochen, but he doesn't like me."

"He not only doesn't like me, but also married someone else. Although I'm divorced now, I still have a thorn in my heart."

"Ah Yu, do you understand, that kind of feeling seems to be that something you like is touched by someone, and it will never arouse any favor or disturbance for it in the future."

"The feeling is still there, but people are no longer the original."

Chi Yu blinked, took out a tissue and fumbled to wipe her tears, saying plausibly:
"Manman, don't cry, you are so good-looking, you will definitely meet someone better, I will introduce you to someone another day, my senior, handsome and gentle."

Lin Man smiled maliciously at her:

"Really? Then don't forget, I will type out a memo now, otherwise we will definitely forget it when we wake up."

Chi Yu looked at her with her head down typing and giggled.

Chen Xing's boxing club was in the suburbs, and when Shen Guyuan drove past, Wei Yu was already waiting at the door.

He parked the car and walked over, Wei Yu immediately reported the situation:

"President, as you expected, Yu Jiezhong sent the video of his wife's hands-on to the media, trying to ruin her career and reputation, but our people stopped her. Now no one dares to post it, and I will find someone to cover her All the videos in Yu Jiezhong's phone have been deleted."

"Well, well done," Shen Guyuan's thin lips parted slightly, his slender fingers slowly unbuttoned his suit, and he stepped into the club with his long legs, "Where is Chen Xing?"

"Chen Xing has also contacted here. He said that you are very welcome to come. By the way, I also sent the photo to Yu Jiezhong. He was very angry and shouted to see you."

Shen Guyuan took off his suit and threw it on the sofa beside him, and continued to unbutton his shirt, "Let him dream slowly, tell Chen Xing that I'm here."

Wei Yu turned and went out.

Shen Guyuan took off his clothes, revealing his strong muscles, picked up the gloves next to the clothes and put them on, and just walked out of the private room, Wei Yu handed him the mouthguard.

Shen Guyuan lowered his eyes and wanted to refuse, but Chi Yu's face unconsciously appeared in his mind, so he finally put it on.

Chen Xing slumped in the chair with a smirk on his lips, seeing Shen Guyuan's outfit, he couldn't help but sneered:

"I said, who is President Shen trying to offend? Which boxer on and off the court is wearing suit pants?"

Shen Guyuan glanced down at Chen Xing's loose red shorts, and replied coldly:

"I'm afraid that taking it off will make you feel inferior."

"..."

There was a burst of laughter from around, and even Wei Yu, who was standing aside, couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing.

Chen Xing was so angry that his cheeks were flushed, he stood up abruptly, stared at Shen Guyuan fiercely, gritted his teeth and said:
"How do I know it's not your low self-esteem?"

Shen Guyuan's height is 189, while Chen Xing's height is 180, almost a head lower than him, which makes him look particularly lacking in momentum.

Shen Guyuan lowered his head and smiled, the sarcasm in his eyes was very obvious:
"Is it worth comparing?"

"..."

The laughter around was getting louder, Chen Xing knocked Shen Guyuan's shoulder away, "I don't believe you can still be so arrogant in the ring!"

Shen Guyuan stepped up and stood in front of him with long legs, his eyes were dull:
"You'll know when you try it."

The referee blew the whistle to announce the start, and Chen Xing aggressively launched an attack, with left and right uppercuts, trying to greet Shen Guyuan's face all the time.

But Shen Guyuan defended so well, after one round, Chen Xing didn't even touch his face.

During the intermission, Shen Guyuan raised his head and drank a bottle of mineral water. He wiped his sweat with a paper towel and adjusted his boxing gloves.

Wei Yu stood beside him, looking at Chen Xing who was panting not far away with some sympathy.

In the past three years when Chi Yu was away, Shen Guyuan often went to the gym to find someone to practice boxing to vent, and his methods were also extreme. At first, the defense let the opponent relax their guard, and after a round, it was his home court.

Chen Xing raised his hand and rubbed his nose with his thumb, with a fierce look in his eyes, he put on his boxing gloves and stood on the ring again.

As soon as the whistle blew, before Chen Xing could react, Shen Guyuan hit with an uppercut, and Chen Xing was beaten until staring.

When he realized that he was going to fight back, Shen Guyuan had already attacked him like crazy.

At the end of the second round, Chen Xing was beaten until his nostrils were bleeding, and the corner of his left eye was swollen.

Looking at Shen Guyuan again, apart from the increased sweat on his body, he still looks so lonely, as if his existence is incompatible with this club.

At the beginning of the third round, Chen Xing directly launched an attack. He fought against Shen Guyuan fiercely, but still failed to get any benefits.

This round, Shen Guyuan's fist would land on his waist and back, and occasionally hit his arm.

In the end, Chen Xing was so beaten that his whole body was sore and limp, and he lost all strength.

In the fourth round, he almost stood up and let Shen Guyuan fight.

I thought he was a half-professional boxer, but Shen Guyuan was not his opponent.

Unexpectedly, Shen Guyuan defeated him lightly, and even insulted him with words.

Chen Xing couldn't swallow this breath no matter what, taking advantage of Shen Guyuan's attack, he suddenly raised his hand and punched him.

The corner of Shen Guyuan's mouth was bleeding from the beating, and his mouthguard fell off.

But only this time.

In the end, Chen Xing was beaten and lying on the ring, he didn't even have the strength to move.

Shen Guyuan squatted down slowly, and said in a cold tone beside him:

"I hope you will be more acquainted in the future and don't provoke her. This time I came to reveal it, and I will save your life. If I come secretly next time, I can guarantee that you will not even have time to buy a cemetery."

Chen Xing clenched his teeth and closed his eyes angrily.

Shen Guyuan took a brief shower in the club, changed his clothes and hurried back to the garden.