Despite her normally careless and boyish demeanor, Ye Fei, like Song Yanxi, is glorious, strong-hearted, with the same strong character as Song Yanxi.
Her body...
Well, she would definitely be top-notch among models.
Wearing a bikini now didnât seem out of place among a group of people, but in this large hall, with just men and women around, the atmosphere surprisingly became slightly stiff.
Even the usually carefree Ye Fei noticed the bizarre atmosphere. She turned warily to Song Xiuxia, her fists clenched, legs spread out in a fighting stance: "What are you up to?"
Song Xiuxia stood still.
Eleven came out carrying a medicine box. Seeing the situation he called out, "What the heck are you guys doing? Are you guys going to fight? Just a reminder, Feiâer. If you want to fight, go outside. Thereâs no way I can risk breaking vases worth millions of dollars. Youâll have to compensate Mr. Gu if you break any, or else even if we sold ourselves, we wouldnât be able to pay for a broken piece."
Eleven came downstairs jokingly, still holding clothes for Ye Mo.
Sheâs not blind. She noticed the tense atmosphere and put down the medicine box, making an excuse. "I have to go bring your brother his clothes. Otherwise, weâll have a mess to clean up, with drool all over the place. There are no servants here. Itâs going to be such a hassle. Youâll have to figure it out yourselves."
She turned around and chuckled.
Ever heard the saying âno pain, no gainâ?
Who knows, these two might actually end up bonding after this fight!
Itâs not impossible. Itâs common for couples to have little fights. She doesnât need to interfere.
She practically ran out.
Song Xiuxia didnât say anything, he just grabbed a clean tablecloth and draped it around Ye Fei. "As ugly as you were as a child, at least your figure is a lot better now."
Ye Fei didnât care if she was ugly or not. What she cared about was his statement that they had met when they were children. "Childhood? We met when we were children?"
"Yes, we did." Song Xiuxia replied lightly, opening the medicine box and taking out the medicine.
Ye Fei wrapped the tablecloth around herself just like a towel, leaving only her arms exposed. With Song Xiuxia to put the ointment on her bruises, why would she need to do it herself? Itâs always nice to have someone pampering you, right?
"Donât be reckless anymore in the future. Do you really think that youâre any match for Song Yanxi with your half-baked skills? Even I was defeated by her."
"What do you mean by half-baked skills? Ah! Ouch-Ouch-Ouchâ!" The rising morale was immediately quenched by a wave of pain. "You did that on purpose!"
Heâs deliberately applying pressure to her wound!
"In Song Yanxiâs eyes, thatâs exactly what they are."
Humph...
Ye Fei didnât feel like arguing about this anymore.
In actual fact, she knew how little she could offer. She had enough to keep her safe outside, but there were always people who were better skilled than her. She couldnât even lay a finger on Song Xiuxia, let alone Song Yanxi. She was clearly aware of that.
So, what if she only had half-baked skills? Losing to a world champion like Song Yanxi didnât disgrace her at all.
"Speaking of which, arenât you the same?" She couldnât help but taunt him. "Youâve fought her so many times, but you still havenât won once. Ah! Ouch! Song Xiuxia, what are you doing? Are you trying to take revenge on me?"
Song Xiuxia simply said, without batting an eye, "The more it hurts, the faster itâll get better."
Ye Fei glared at him, "Going back to what we were talking about, when did we meet? You remember me? I donât seem to have any memory about you... Song Xiuxia... Song Family... Do I?"
Ye Fei tried to recall hard, but couldnât remember anything.
Song Xiuxia paused for a moment and put the things down: "You can take your time and think about it."