Wen Sheng had just sat down in his office when he received a call from Jian Yukuo.
He woke up rather early.
Seems like he isn't seriously injured.
Jian Yukuo was furious, "Well, isn't that something, Wen Sheng. Adulterers in the house now? Why the hell didn't you let him beat me to death?"
Wen Sheng retorted coldly, "Killing someone for you and going to jail isn't worth it."
Hearing this, Jian Yukuo roared, "Wen Sheng, I'm in the hospital with a concussion and this isn't over yet! If I don't kill that adulterer, I am not Jian Yukuo!"
"What do you want? Aren't you clear why you were beaten to the point of having a concussion?" Wen Sheng's voice was as gentle as water, a softness unique to heterosexual women; yet her tone was bone cold. "You intruded into my home, attempted an indecent assault on me, someone else defending me was an act of justice. Shall I explain what 'act of justice' means?"
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