Apparently not wanting to appear weaker, Zhao Xinlian didn't forget to remind Chen Wei with a defiant tone, "Be careful. If you lose the fight, or get injured, don't expect me to pay for your medical expenses. The moment anything seems off, I'll run away immediately, leaving you behind all by yourself."
"Don't worry, as a 'pretty boy', I definitely need to learn some self-defense techniques, right? In case my master encounters any danger and I can't handle it, all my efforts to please would be wasted if I get kicked to the curb, wouldn't they?" Chen Wei joked.
But within her heart, Zhao Xinlian took it seriously.
No wonder Chen Wei seemed so capable in the gym surveillance footage.
Thinking back over those three years, the likelihood was that nobody had ever crossed his bottom line. Plus, at that time, he was practically living off someone else, being a live-in son-in-law; how could he possibly raise his hand against his own people?
Everything made sense now!
