Rebirth: I Am Not the Movie Queen This Time-Chapter 132: Fooling Uncle Jiang

Li Gang, yanked inside, stumbled and fell in Wan Chu’er’s living room. He was stunned, and after seeing Wan Chu’er slam the door shut, his face showed mockery.

"How impatient can you be, wanting me to come in and fuck you? You really are a slut!"

Wan Chu’er coldly glared at him and said, "You’re asking for a beating, I’ll give you one to wake you up."

Li Gang’s face instantly changed, remembering the slap Wan Chu’er had given him just before. He quickly got up from the ground.

"Wan Chu’er, today I’ll teach you a lesson too," he said and struck at Wan Chu’er.

Wan Chu’er, seizing the moment, spun around and kicked out with increased speed, hitting Li Gang hard in the stomach. ’Bang,’ his back hit the table, and he fell to the ground again, feeling a burning pain in his stomach and back.

He covered his stomach and cursed Wan Chu’er, "You bitch..."

Wan Chu’er moved forward, grabbed his head and pulled it forward, making him fall face first, then stepped on his back.

"Enough with the nonsense!"

Li Gang felt that today was the most humiliating moment of his life; beaten by a girl, he struggled to turnover and stood up.

His face twisted angrily as he glared fiercely at Wan Chu’er, in a rage that left him completely irrational, and he kicked towards Wan Chu’er.

Wan Chu’er dodged to the side, but Li Gang managed to grab her clothes.

Finally managing to pull Wan Chu’er closer, Li Gang wouldn’t let go, enduring her punches, he struck her indiscriminately.

The two began to fight intensely.

*knock knock knock...*

Soon, someone was knocking at the door.

The neighbor’s enthusiastic aunty shouted from outside, "Stop fighting inside, girl, open the door." Although she hadn’t interacted much, she knew a quiet, pretty girl lived inside.

Wan Chu’er and Li Gang paused, and Wan Chu’er landed another punch on Li Gang’s nose, causing it to bleed quickly.

Though Li Gang was a guy, Wan Chu’er, who exercised regularly and knew some fighting skills, clearly had the upper hand, and he was left aching all over.

Suddenly holding his nose, he thought of retreating; this woman was simply too savage, staying here would only bring him more loss.

"Stop! Wan Chu’er, you... stop!"

Wan Chu’er stopped, stared coldly at him, her face expressionless, giving Li Gang an undue pressure.

"I won’t fight anymore, I’m leaving," Li Gang said, heading towards the door.

Wan Chu’er didn’t stop him, just spoke coldly, "Don’t bother me again, or I won’t mind beating you up once more."

The door opened, and the aunty, eyes wide, looked at the disheveled Li Gang and the untidy Wan Chu’er, asking in shock, "Girl, were you fighting? What happened, do you need me to call the police?"

Hearing this, Li Gang, who was just leaving, glared viciously at the aunty.

The aunty wasn’t intimidated and loudly retorted, "Hey, young man, you think it’s fine to beat up a girl, and now you want to hit an old woman too? I’m not afraid of you, if you dare, let’s talk at the police station."

Li Gang just wanted to leave quickly; he left with a pale face without a word and hurried down the stairs.

Wan Chu’er thanked the aunty, saying, "Thanks for your concern, aunty, I’m fine."

With a keen interest in gossip, the aunty peered into Wan Chu’er’s house and said, "Didn’t expect you to be so good at fighting; that young man seemed to have taken quite a beating from you."

Wan Chu’er: "...He was asking for it, coming here causing trouble; I had to beat him up."

Auntie clucked twice, kindly saying, "Look at your pretty, clean face, now it’s become... I have some medicinal oil at home, shall I get it for you to apply?"

Wan Chu’er hurriedly waved her hand, "I also have some at home, Auntie, I won’t invite you in, the house is in a bit of a mess, I need to tidy up a bit."

"Oh," Auntie sounded somewhat reluctant, "Alright then, I won’t bother you anymore. Give me a shout if you need anything."

"Thank you."

Wan Chu’er finally closed the door. She grimaced; her home was so small and messy due to the fight, she sighed.

It was truly a disaster out of the blue!

At six in the evening, just as Jiang Kechu reached out to knock, the door was gently opened—it wasn’t locked.

He entered with some suspicion and saw Wan Chu’er sitting with her back to him, typing on the computer.

His gaze shifted, and he noticed something was off in the house.

Two chairs were missing, the water glass on the table was gone, the light bulb was changed, and the floor was cleaner than at noon, clearly having been mopped.

"Did someone come over this afternoon?"

Wan Chu’er, though pretending to be busy, had been paying attention to Jiang Kechu’s movements since he entered. Hearing him ask, she pursed her lips, thinking: Jiang Kechu, you really have sharp eyes.

"Hmm, a classmate came over for a bit."

Denial wouldn’t work, too fake.

Half-truths are best, but she didn’t have much hope of deceiving Jiang Kechu.

The more details Jiang Kechu noticed in the house, the greater his suspicions grew. In two steps, he was beside Wan Chu’er, "Stop using the computer, take a break."

Wan Chu’er made a sound in acknowledgement, obediently got up, her back still to Jiang Kechu, and headed straight for the bedroom.

"Uncle Jiang, I’m a bit tired, I’ll lie down for a bit. Call me when dinner’s ready."

But after just two steps, Jiang Kechu suddenly grabbed her, and her body uncontrollably turned towards him.

Seeing the blue mark on Wan Chu’er’s face, Jiang Kechu’s eyes darkened, suppressing his anger, he asked: freēwēbnovel.com

"Who did this?"

Wan Chu’er forced a laugh, awkwardly saying, "I accidentally fell and just happened to hit my face."

She didn’t want Jiang Kechu to know about the fight with Li Gang, feeling that she could handle the issue herself. Jiang Kechu’s cooking for her was already headache-inducing enough; if Jiang Kechu got involved in her other matters, it would only complicate things further.

Jiang Kechu wasn’t so easily fooled, "Was it the classmate who came over this afternoon?"

Wan Chu’er was startled, wondering how he knew, then realized she had just mentioned someone came over, she exhaled and said:

"Never mind that, it’s just kids fighting, don’t get involved as a parent."

Seeing her resolve to keep silent, Jiang Kechu didn’t press her, thinking he could find out on his own. He then said, "After eating, let me massage it a bit to help the bruise fade faster."

"No need, really, it doesn’t hurt, it will heal quickly on its own," Wan Chu’er cheerfully refused.

Jiang Kechu let go of her, "Rest if you want, I’ll call you when dinner is ready." He then went into the kitchen.

He cooked while pondering this issue. Wan Chu’er, in an attempt to trick him, had been all smiles, showing rare signs of guilt. He suspected there was more to it, and decided he needed to investigate thoroughly.

Finally having sent Jiang Kechu to the kitchen, Wan Chu’er anxiously ruffled her hair.