Christmas Monsoon - 135 (Just one)

The impact of the joints against the body produced a dull thud. Xu Yicong's scalp suddenly tingled. He pushed aside the person blocking his way and walked over. He opened his mouth but no sound came out. He clenched his fists and forced himself to speak, "Stop hitting me, Xu Huansi."
She tried to break up the fight, but neither of them stopped. Xu Huansi even shoved her, causing her to stumble and leaving her vulnerable. Xu Weicheng then kicked her in the waist. Xu Yicong's leg was still numb. She gritted her teeth, turned around, and limped to get the wine glass from Old Charlie's hand. She limped back, just as Xu Weicheng was knocking Xu Huansi to the ground and throwing punches. She raised the glass and poured it over his head, spilling all the champagne onto Xu Huansi's face.
The two men paused in their scuffle, and Xu Yicong threw the champagne glass to the ground. The slender glass hit Xu Huansi's forehead, rolled down his temple, and shattered into pieces with a crisp sound. "Xu Huansi, didn't you hear me talking to you?"
Xu Yicong's face was deathly pale, her teeth chattering. Xu Weicheng didn't move, staring intently at her. She quickly bent down and dragged Xu Huansi up. Champagne mixed with blood dripped down his jawline onto her hand. She grabbed his collar, looked up into his eyes, and said, "Let's go. Let's go home."
The hostility in Xu Huansi's eyes hadn't dissipated, and his jawline was taut when he met her gaze. She confirmed he'd heard her, then released her hand. "Let's go."
Xu Huansi's gaze swept over Xu Weicheng again. Their faces were covered in wounds, and they were about the same height, but Xu Huansi's gaze gradually turned cold, then revealed his usual condescending scrutiny. Xu Weicheng wiped the blood from his face and looked back at him indifferently.
The waiter was extremely attentive, bringing over a bag and a coat, which Xu Yicong accepted one by one. "Xu Huansi, if you don't leave, don't ever come back."
She didn't wait for him any longer and went downstairs by herself. Xu Huansi took the napkin handed to him by the waiter, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, nodded apologetically to Charlie, turned around and quickly followed her downstairs, taking off his torn coat and loosening his tie as he went, then chasing after her to help her with her dress. Xu Yicong's legs hurt from wearing high heels, so she took them off and carried them in her hand, getting into the car barefoot, sitting by the window, not saying a word the whole way.
Xu Yicong was really angry; when she's really angry, she doesn't say a word.
Chen Ang was awakened by the noise of them entering the room and strolled over. "Hey, what's going on? Did you run into some thugs? Hey, Congcong, you look really good today."
Xu Huansi was only willing to go with her, and his anger hadn't subsided yet, so he nodded with an unfriendly expression. Xu Yicong didn't reply, and without turning back, lifted her skirt and went upstairs.
Xu Yicong changed her clothes, took a shower, and dried her hair with a dark expression. Chen Ang was used to their arguments and, fearless, knocked on the door and poked his head in, "Where's the first-aid kit? I can't find it."
She tossed the towel aside, scurried downstairs to find the first-aid kit, carried it back up, and pushed open Xu Huansi's door. Xu Huansi, frowning and smoking, was carelessly running the tap over his hand wound, intending to just rinse the blood away. Hearing the noise, he quickly removed the cigarette from his mouth, rinsed it under the water, and tossed it into the trash can, without even a twitch of his eyebrow.
Xu Yicong witnessed the whole thing and waited for his explanation with a blank expression. Xu Huansi remained calm and said sincerely, "Just one."
Xu Yicong stepped forward, turned off the tap, and opened the first-aid kit to take out disinfectant cotton balls. Xu Huansi took them and wiped the bloody wounds on his hands and face, considering it done. Xu Yicong said, "Take them off."
Xu Huansi seemed to have calmed down, and was even in a good mood, chatting with her about this and that, "I haven't practiced lately, so don't watch anymore."
Xu Yicong glared at him for a few seconds, but neither calmed down nor lost her temper. He had no choice but to take off his shirt, turn around, and let Xu Yicong treat the scratches and bruises on his back. Xu Yicong pressed hard on his firm back muscles, and Xu Huansi, controlling his expression in the mirror, grinned at her, "...professional."
After venting her anger, Xu Yicong left him in the bathroom, picked up his phone from the sofa, and called the hospital to schedule a check-up for tomorrow. Dasheng, with his hairy bottom sticking out, jumped onto the sofa to snuggle up next to her for warmth, but was kicked off by Xu Huansi. He sat down on the other side of the sofa, held her calf, found the small bruise, and gently rubbed it.
Xu Huansi's calves felt soothed from the massage, and the submissive Xu Huansi did indeed feel relieved and his anger reduced. Plus, the position was extremely suitable for committing violence. Xu Yicong hung up the phone and kicked him, finally cursing out: "What if he kicks your stomach? Xu Huansi, you're just asking for trouble. You wait and see. When you die, I'll go find men to practice on. Sixteen strippers, sixteen Silicon Valley CEOs, sixteen hypocrites, all kinds of men, I'll go through them all and forget you completely."
Xu Huansi chuckled softly, "Alright, I'll wait and see. You can have a good talk with that Xu guy later and think it over."
Mentioning Xu Weicheng, Xu Yicong's expression darkened as she tried to pull her foot back, but he wrapped his arms around her ankle and held her close. She struggled for a moment, then said, "What are you saying?"
The bedroom was brightly lit, and Xu Huansi's fingers, which were holding her ankle, were slightly cool. "He said that he had someone slash your neck before Christmas? If that's the truth," his expression was calm, even a little cold, "you wouldn't be able to see him anymore."
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