Finally, he added, "As long as you get along well with Rou'er, I can let you continue to be my wife in name."
That haughty tone was like an act of charity.
Fu Xue'er furrowed her brows fiercely: "Is your wife such an amazing position? Why do you think I would still want a husband who likes to eat excrement?"
Fu Xue'er's disgust was genuine. Now, whenever she saw him, she could only think of the scene of him and Qu Rou'er eating excrement mouth - to - mouth.
But Feng Yichen thought she was just being stubborn. He knew exactly how much this woman loved him. Now she was just trying to play a retreat - to - advance game, trying to make him drive Rou'er away and solidify her position as Mrs. Feng.
"I promise I'll let Rou'er live outside from now on. Xue'er, can you really bear to see me lose the company and everything? You know me well. A man like me is destined to strive for a great career. I promise you that you won't have to meet Rou'er again, and I won't ask for your kidney either."
He had always been a proud person. Now, lowering his head to Fu Xue'er, whom he despised the most, really hurt Feng Yichen's self - esteem.
[Original text: His handsome sword - shaped brows knitted, and he thought to himself: "Hmph, after achieving results with the land of the Fu family and regaining control of the company, I'll kick Fu Xue'er out. Her kidney should have been given to Rou'er in the first place. Rou'er's eyes aren't good either. She might as well donate her cornea to Rou'er too."]
Jiang Miaomiao, who saw the plot, was furious.
[System, change 'thought to himself' to'said out loud'.]
Behold, Feng Yichen's long brows furrowed, and then he said with great disdain: "Hmph, after achieving results with the land of the Fu family and regaining control of the company, I'll kick Fu Xue'er out. Her kidney should have been given to Rou'er in the first place. Rou'er's eyes aren't good either. She might as well donate her cornea to Rou'er too."
Fu Xue'er:?
It seemed this man really was treating her like a Japanese and messing with her.
Not only treating her like a Japanese, but also treating her like an idiot. He actually said what was on his mind right in front of her.
Not only did he want her kidney, but he was also eyeing her cornea!
Did he really think she couldn't live without him? How could there be such an arrogant and disgusting man? She really had been blind before!
Seeing that everyone in the room suddenly looked at him like he was an idiot, Feng Yichen realized what he had just said.
He himself was stunned for several seconds.
Damn it! Why did he say what was on his mind? His body was out of control again!
"Feng Yichen, how can you be so shameless!" Mrs. Fu was really angry: "Are you a professional in the organ - trading business? Do you like eyeing other people's organs so much?"
Feng Yichen knew he was in the wrong, but still stubbornly retorted: "At the beginning, Fu Xue'er herself said she was willing to do anything for me. I'm just asking her to donate some organs to Rou'er."
Finally, he snorted coldly and challenged Mrs. Fu: "So what?"
Jiang Miaomiao: "Here comes the little scoundrel~"
Feng Yichen was enraged: "You damned woman, do I give you too much leeway?!"
Jiang Miaomiao covered her nose in disgust: "All you give is something no one wants."
This really broke Feng Yichen's defenses.
He raised his eyes, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were full of anger, looking like he was about to attack.
[Original text: Feng Yichen roared and rushed over, raising his foot: "You damned woman, I'll kill you today!"]
[System, change 'raising his foot' to 'using one foot'.]
Behold, Feng Yichen suddenly hugged one of his feet, taking on a rooster - fighting pose. Then, he started hopping towards Jiang Miaomiao on one foot.
Jiang Miaomiao sneered, and just stretched out her foot and gently tripped him.
Feng Yichen was hopping on one foot, and his body was already unstable. Tripped by this, he instantly lost his balance and fell down. Coincidentally, the place where he fell had some excrement soup spilled on it.
Qu Rou'er, who was about to sneak away, saw this scene and felt like fainting.
This man was really unbearable. The excrement on him was almost soaking into his bones.
Feng Yichen fell flat on his face and got up from the ground in a sorry state, giving off a strong stench.
Fu Xue'er stepped aside in disgust: "Mom, let's go quickly. I don't want to have any relationship with this disgusting man anymore!"
"Okay, mom will contact the lawyer to file for divorce when we get back. Not only that, but we'll also sue him for cohabiting with another woman after marriage, which constitutes a de facto marriage and is bigamy!"
The three of them, covering their noses in extreme disgust, walked out of the gate, with Feng Yichen's enraged voice coming from behind: "Fu Xue'er! If you dare to walk out of this gate, never come back!"
He didn't believe that a woman who loved him so much could stop loving him in just one day.
She was just trying to play a retreat - to - advance game to manipulate him. Hearing him say she could never come back, that woman Fu Xue'er must be scared to death.
Thinking of this, a confident smile appeared on Feng Yichen's lips.
That woman would turn back at most when she reached the courtyard gate.
However, after waiting for several minutes, there was no movement.
Not believing it, he ran out to take a look. Fu Xue'er had already gotten into Mrs. Fu's car and left.
"Damn it! This bitch!"
Feng Yichen was angry, but still retained a bit of rationality.
He couldn't let Fu Xue'er leave just like that.
Grandpa had given the company to Feng Haoran to manage. It would be difficult for him to take over again.
He needed the support of the Fu family to regain his power.
So, he quickly asked the servant to prepare a car for him.
Jiang Miaomiao, sitting in the car, turned her head and saw Feng Yichen chasing after them. She quickly asked the system to bring up the plot.
[Original text: Feng Yichen leaped onto a sports car, then the car started and sped away.]
[System, change'sports car' to 'excrement - cart'.]
In the rear - view mirror, Feng Yichen leaped onto an excrement - cart with two large baskets of excrement.
He instinctively went to step on the gas pedal but found that this vehicle had no gas pedal, only pedals.
He cursed secretly but didn't notice anything wrong.
Then he started pedaling strenuously.
The speed of a rickshaw is naturally slower compared to a car. But the plot said "sped away".
Behold, the tricycle that Feng Yichen was pedaling was like it had been fitted with magic wheels. The tires were rubbing and sparking, yet it was still hurtling forward at an incredible speed.
However, due to the high speed, the excrement in the baskets was also flying out.
There was a lot of traffic on the road. Many car owners were driving happily when suddenly several lumps of excrement flew over.
"What the hell?"
"Damn it! Who threw the excrement? Have some public morality!"
The car owners stuck their heads out and were instantly stunned.
They saw a tricycle with two baskets of excrement hurtling down the road at a speed exceeding that of cars. The speed was so fast that the tires were sparking, and it didn't seem to be stopping.
Even more suffocating, excrement kept flying from the excrement - cart towards the passing cars. Some car owners were lucky, and the excrement just landed on the windshield. But some car owners were more unfortunate. Their car windows were open, and the excrement fell directly into the car.
"Is this guy the Excrement - Throwing Maniac?"