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"Han Yu! You cursed scoundrel!"
Yang Hongxia woke up and immediately began to scold Han Yu, "I am your mother-in-law! How could you hit me? How could you!"
"Do you wish I would die sooner? So that no one could stop you and Qingya, is that it?"
"Bastard! You are a complete bastard!"
As she spoke, she cradled the back of her neck, which truly ached.
It was no joke—Han Yu's chop was not just a little painful; even a soldier would have had a hard time bearing it.
Luckily, Han Yu had restrained himself and had not used his full strength, but still, Yang Hongxia's neck pain was severe.
"Auntie, the situation was urgent, wasn't it?"
Han Yu forced a bitter smile and awkwardly said, "If I hadn't knocked you out at that time, you could easily have been hurt by that thug. I was trying to save you when I..."
"Save me?"
Before Han Yu could finish, Yang Hongxia angrily interrupted him, "Was that saving me? You were trying to harm me!"
