Free Web NovelChapter 2023: Chapter 2023: Truly Miserable
Mao Daqing’s voice was way too familiar to Mei Xiaoyun.
The key point was, Mao Daqing’s voice was extremely recognizable.
It had that bit of a duck-screech tone, super easy to pick out.
In an instant, Mei Xiaoyun bounced up from the sofa, hugging a cushion, staring at the doorway with an excited face.
The very next second, a violently loud sound suddenly exploded.
At the door stood a middle‑aged fat guy.
About one-seventy-five tall, and weighing at least two hundred jin!
The leg he had just pulled back proved completely that he was the one who’d kicked the door.
A cold, sinister smile curled at the corner of Mao Daqing’s mouth.
But with that one smile, his expression suddenly changed.
The wound on his face tugged at his nerves.
The bruises all over his face made him look extra ferocious.
"Bitch, bitch!"
Mao Daqing started cursing outright. He stepped forward and walked straight into the room, his eyes rampaging around inside.
Very quickly, he saw his target, Weng Shuang.
In that moment, he laughed.
But very soon, Mao Daqing started cursing again.
"Motherfucker!"
Right then, a burst of laughter suddenly rang out.
The one laughing was none other than Mei Xiaoyun.
But she quickly turned her head to look at Zhang Fan.
Her eyes were full of a questioning look.
Bro, when did you beat up Mao Daqing?
Beating him up was one thing, but now you’re going for another round, isn’t that a bit too much?
At the same time, Weng Shuang was also dumbfounded, that blank look giving her stunning face a different kind of beauty.
As for Bai Xiaotian, a cold smile was hanging on his face.
This short fat bumpkin in front of them actually dared to mess with Zhang Fan?
Heh! Go die.
But he didn’t rush to make a move; instead, he looked over at Zhang Fan.
He wasn’t about to steal someone else’s thunder.
After all, today this guy was the main act. Daring to cause trouble for Zhang Fan’s woman, there was no way this would end simple.
Zhang Fan would definitely be the first to throw a punch.
Stuff like revenge—Bai Xiaotian had done plenty of that.
"Laugh at your damn mom. Believe it or not, I’ll make sure you can’t walk out of this room today?" Mao Daqing snapped.
Of course he knew Mei Xiaoyun, just that agent in Weng Shuang’s hands. What the hell was she?
And she actually dared laugh at him?
Courting death!
"Yeah, I’m laughing at you, you fat pig." Mei Xiaoyun fired back without the slightest politeness.
In the past, she couldn’t afford to cross Mao Daqing, but now, things were different.
Mao Daqing was basically a dead man walking. If she didn’t have her fun and roast him now, was she supposed to wait till he was dead before she started spraying?
That would be nowhere near as satisfying.
Hearing this, Mao Daqing’s face practically twisted.
"Heh, you think just because I won’t be in showbiz anymore, a tiny little agent like you dares to get cocky with me?
Did you forget your boss still owes me tens of millions in penalty fees?" Mao Daqing’s gaze was murderous as he stared straight at Mei Xiaoyun.
The next second, he turned to look at Bai Xiaotian.
"Where’s Luo Shan? That piece of trash, why isn’t he here yet? Tell him to get his ass out here and see me!"
Hearing that, Bai Xiaotian’s face nearly turned green.
Fuck, this fat pig thinks he’s the errand boy?
Shit, that’s something he really couldn’t swallow.
But seeing Zhang Fan still typing away furiously on the keyboard, Bai Xiaotian clenched his fists and held back.
If you can’t endure small things, you’ll ruin big plans!
Compared to getting his ass handed to him by Zhang Fan, this was nothing!
Seeing Bai Xiaotian not reacting at all, Mao Daqing got pissed.
Fuck, this useless piece of shit actually dared ignore him?
Damn it, everyone really thought he’d cooled off already, huh.
Right after, Mao Daqing lifted his leg and kicked straight toward Bai Xiaotian.
"Fuck your mother, you think I can’t order you around anymore, you piece of trash!"
Bai Xiaotian, who’d been watching for Zhang Fan’s cue, was sent flying.
By the time he hit the ground, he still hadn’t processed what happened.
What the fuck? What the fuck?
I actually got hit?
Right after, Bai Xiaotian bit his tongue; when he felt that shot of pain, his face twisted into something monstrous.
"You fat bastard, you fucking dare hit me?"
Roaring, Bai Xiaotian clenched his fists and charged straight at Mao Daqing.
"Cough, cough!"
Right then, a cough suddenly sounded.
Hearing it, Bai Xiaotian’s body instantly froze up.
Grandpa Zhang has something to say?
He immediately stopped, whipped around, and looked at Zhang Fan.
"Bro, you got orders?" Bai Xiaotian asked nervously.
"No, my throat’s just a little itchy." At this moment, Zhang Fan had already shut his laptop.
The cough was because he’d literally been choked by that god‑tier kick of Mao Daqing’s.
This Mao Daqing guy was acting like a big boss, emmmm, no rush to throw hands—sit back and enjoy the show first.
The very next second, Zhang Fan’s eyes narrowed, because he saw Mao Daqing lifting his leg again.
"You useless piece of shit, I’m gonna fucking kill you!" Mao Daqing’s face was completely dark.
Just some supposed gofer, and he dared get in his face?
Motherfucker!
On the way here, he’d already been holding in a bellyful of fire.
At the airport, he got beaten till his face was swollen, and then he even got taken in.
Who the hell was he supposed to complain to about that?
And now, now, this useless piece of shit!
Fuck, he had to kill him!
As his leg swung out, Mao Daqing’s fists weren’t idle either.
He balled his hand into a fist and swung straight at Bai Xiaotian’s face.
Don’t be fooled by the fact he was a fat guy; he was still a director, and there were always some fight scenes in his movies.
If there are fight scenes, there are action directors.
Having seen so much, he’d picked up plenty of moves.
So the next second, Bai Xiaotian went flying!
Feeling the joy of flying once again, Bai Xiaotian’s whole brain went blank.
He got kicked out again?
No, wait, his face too!
Feeling that burning pain on his face, Bai Xiaotian’s blood was boiling all over.
Piece of trash!
Fat bastard!
Short fat tub!
Dare hit me!
Dare hit me, Bai Xiaotian!
From childhood till now, the only one who’s ever beaten me is Zhang Fan—what the hell are you supposed to be?
"Trash! I’m gonna kill you today!" Bai Xiaotian crawled up from the floor, his face twisted into something terrifying.
Seeing this, Mei Xiaoyun, sitting on the sofa, buried her whole head into the cushion.
"Hahahaha!"
Her pig‑like laughter, even though she was trying to hold it in, was still deafening.
That fat bastard Mao Daqing actually dared to hit Bai Xiaotian?
Hahahahaha!
I’m dying here!
This fatso was definitely going to end up a dead fatso today.
Right now, Mei Xiaoyun was so happy she was about to lose it.
Hearing her laughter, Mao Daqing roared again: "Mei Xiaoyun, laugh, go on and laugh your fill. Once I’m done with this useless piece of shit, I’ll come deal with you."
After that, Mao Daqing looked at Bai Xiaotian with utter disdain. "What, trash like you actually thinks you can hit me?"
At the same time, Zhang Fan’s delighted voice rang out as well.
"Damn, that’s rough. Two kicks and a punch, I sure as hell couldn’t put up with that."
Hearing this, Bai Xiaotian’s eyes went blood‑red.
(I’m in a training course this week, so updates might be down to one Chapter a day. I’ll make up thirty Chapters when I’m back, remember that, brothers!)
