Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

What should I do, what should I do!

If she had known that guy was Zhu Na's husband, she wouldn't have gone near him. Now she was doomed.

Zhu Na was a notorious shrew with ruthless methods.

She remembered that someone had exposed Zhu Na's brutal ways of dealing with mistresses before.

So when she said she wanted to throw He Li onto the street, it wasn't just to scare He Li, she would actually do it.

"Open the door quickly, or I'll break it down!" The woman outside was wildly pounding on the door of the stall.

Su Chen was somewhat helpless; it seemed he wouldn't be leaving easily today.

He Li had already been scared out of her wits.

Seeing that the other party was about to break the door.

Su Chen whispered in He Li's ear: "If you're not afraid of pain, I can help you."

"How painful?"

"Probably more painful than giving birth."

More painful than childbirth!

He Li was a little afraid, although she had never given birth.

But, no matter how painful, it's better than falling into the other's hands, right?"

"I'm not afraid!" There was no time for He Li to think more.

"Alright, Bone Separation Hand!"

Su Chen's hand suddenly pressed on He Li's face.

Just hearing the name Bone Separation Hand sounded painful.

It truly was painful.

Unbearably painful.

So painful that He Li wanted to beat up Su Chen.

In fact, she did just that.

But not with punches, with pinches.

Her fingernails dug directly into Su Chen's flesh.

Bang!

The stall door was finally forcibly opened.

Then, Su Chen saw a fat sister who weighed at least two hundred pounds.

Beside her, followed a few women with faces fully painted, clearly the mean and petty kind.

"Run, go on and run again for me!" The two hundred pound woman grabbed He Li's shoulder and yanked her around.

However, upon seeing He Li's face, her brow furrowed instantly.

This woman, did not seem to be the mistress she was chasing.

"Sorry, mistaken person." The fat woman casually said that, without apologizing, and led her people away.

Despite the fact that her face was still painfully close to collapsing, seeing Zhu Na leave, He Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when she saw her face in the mirror, she almost screamed.

Because the face in the mirror was not hers at all.

It had completely turned into the face of a stranger.

Moreover, the chin was crooked.

Looking utterly hideous.

"Ah, Su Chen, can my face be restored?" He Li had an excellent figure, scoring 9.5 points, and her face was also over 8 points. But once her face was ruined, even a good figure was useless.

"Uh, no." Su Chen replied.

"Ah, wah!" Hearing Su Chen's words, He Li cried out loud.

Facial disfigurement was definitely a terrifying thing for a woman.

"Sister Li, I was just kidding with you, of course, it can be restored..." Su Chen wanted to joke with He Li, but he didn't expect that He Li would actually cry.

"Really?" He Li, crying like a beauty in rain, immediately stopped crying.

"Hmm, but you'll still have to endure the pain of Bone Separation Hand again..."

He thought He Li would make a huge fuss.

But Su Chen underestimated a woman's determination to pursue beauty.

However, he once again experienced the power of He Li's fingernails.

"Thank you, Su Chen!" After her face was restored, He Li was so overjoyed that she almost kissed Su Chen on the face.

The two returned to the private room together.

The private room was a complete mess.

The female hooligans had let loose today, almost all getting drunk.

One by one, their faces flushed, many even taking off their jackets, and since the sales ladies were already immodestly dressed, the view became even more fascinating.

Seeing Su Chen and He Li returning together, they immediately pointed at them and started to jeer.

"Xiao Yue, you better be careful. Watch out in case someone steals your beloved." Text acquired from M|V|LEMP&YR.

"I just saw them both going to the restroom, do you think they could have gone to..."

"..."

Su Chen was speechless, these female hooligans...

"Don't talk nonsense, He Li and I just ran into each other by chance." Su Chen curled his lip.

Yang Xuewei approached Su Chen, her small hand directly laying on Su Chen's neck, and said with a giggle: "Little Chenchen, you dare to say you didn't do anything with He Li, then where did this nail mark on your neck come from?"

"Uh... would you believe if I said I was itchy and scratched myself?"

"And the lipstick mark on your face too, did you kiss yourself?" Yang Xuewei laughed.

Damn it!

Su Chen was stunned.

He had forgotten about that.

Now he was doomed.

This group of female hooligans would definitely think he and He Li had something going on.

Soon, they might even have decided on names for his and He Li's future children.

"Xiao Yue, don't be sad, who made you without someone big like her, huh, men!" Yang Xuewei burped and said.

"I, I'm not upset!" The little white flower bit her teeth and said, but it could be seen from her eyes, she carried a hint of loss and disappointment.

Su Chen naturally caught all of this, he didn't explain anything either. If Wang Yue really thought he and He Li had a thing, then it wouldn't matter.

In any case, he didn't plan to do anything with Wang Yue.

Better to break off that wishful thinking earlier.

Seeing Su Chen no longer respond, Yang Xuewei felt bored and went to drink with others.

Instead, He Li actually drank several cups with Su Chen.

Of course, most of it was out of gratitude.

Having something happen with Su Chen?

He Li never thought of that.

Even if Su Chen landed the big deal with Hongda, so what? It was merely a commission of a mere one hundred and fifty thousand.

Far short of what she wanted.

Unless Su Chen gave her the entire one hundred and fifty thousand.

She might consider, having a thing or two with Su Chen.

But could Su Chen possibly give her the whole one hundred and fifty thousand?

After drinking a few glasses with Su Chen, He Li sat back in her seat, quietly drinking alone.

The little white flower, somewhat out of character, also started to drink.

"Xiao Yue, you can't drink, just drink less." Su Chen saw Wang Yue downing four or five glasses of beer in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but advise.

"Little Chen, don't bother me, I must build up my alcohol tolerance. Otherwise, how will I meet with clients in the future?" Wang Yue talked as she poured herself another glass of beer, then gulped it down.

Su Chen opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but eventually just sighed.