A Vixen Violently Rips Apart the Female Boss

Li Ziyan opened his eyes, feeling somewhat irritated inside.

Although he was a man of very good temper, he was seeing someone so utterly shameless to this extent for the very first time.

The evidence against Liu Changsheng was conclusive.

The police had detained him.

Under such circumstances, any normal person would try to discipline their husband and feel a sense of shame.

Yet, this proprietress had actually brought her younger brother to make trouble for Zhao Shumin.

Just thinking about it made Li Ziyan furious.

At that moment, the tattooed man next door came out to open his door while cursing under his breath.

"Who is it? Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"

"What are you banging on the door for so early in the morning?"

After opening the door, the moment he saw the proprietress Liu Guifen and her younger brother Liu Guilong, he immediately lost his nerve.

Liu Guilong was built like a brute, wearing sunglasses and with a shaved head, looking every bit the stereotype of a underworld mob boss.

Though he had tattoos, those tattoos were truly wronged to be on someone like him.

"Are you Zhao Shumin?"

"No."

"If you're not, then get the hell lost! F*** your mother!"

Liu Guilong cursed loudly. Coming from a wealthy second-generation background, even his brother-in-law had originally relied on his family's money to make his fortune.

Therefore, he had always been extremely domineering in his actions, beating up anyone he found displeasing to the eye and settling matters with money in the end.

That inherent sense of blind confidence caused the tattooed man to shrink back into his room, not daring to meddle in affairs outside any longer.

At this moment, he was truly terrified.

"Zhao Shumin, get your ass out here!"

"Get out here!"

With that, Liu Guilong delivered a kick to Li Ziyan's door. That single kick completely ignited Li Ziyan's fury!

In truth, Li Ziyan did not know these two people at all.

Yet the man had kicked his apartment door right off the bat. After pulling the door open,

he looked at Liu Guilong standing opposite him and intended to teach him a lesson.

Although Li Ziyan's physical strength had not undergone formal combat training, ever since his body had mutated, his reflexes were exceptionally fast.

Dealing with Liu Guilong was absolute child's play.

"Are you the f***ing son of Zhao Shumin?"

"I am your father!"

Li Ziyan fired back without the slightest bit of politeness. Now that he had money in his hands, Li Ziyan no longer felt the timid and insecure lack of confidence he used to have.

When someone was cursing at him with foul language, how could he possibly endure it?

"You little punk, I see you're courting death!"

At that moment, Zhao Shumin pushed her door open and walked out wearing her pajamas, looking distinctly like she had just woken up.

Proprietress Liu Guifen sized up Zhao Shumin, her heart filled with intense jealousy.

When she first visited the company before, she had already noticed Zhao Shumin's voluptuous figure, and back then, jealousy had consumed her to the extreme.

How could such a perfection exist in this world? She herself had spent a tremendous amount of money on cosmetic procedures for her body, yet she still fell far short compared to Zhao Shumin.

Moreover, this woman's face was so fair even without makeup.

In Liu Guifen's heart, her jealousy toward Zhao Shumin had now reached its absolute peak.

This damned bitch had seduced her husband and made him do such things.

"You stinking bitch!"

"Prancing around so seductively in the company all day long, trying to hook up with my husband."

"Are you dreaming about my husband f***ing you?!"

"Just a country bumpkin like you, and you still want to get your hands on my husband's money!"

At this moment, Liu Guilong's fist was already swinging toward Li Ziyan's face.

This sight made Zhao Shumin's heart leap into her throat. Would Xiaoyan get beaten up? The proprietress's younger brother looked so vicious.

Li Ziyan easily sidestepped Liu Guilong's punch and immediately started a real-life fistfight with him. There was a security camera in the living room,

and he also had a body camera on him, so he had absolutely no reason to cower.

Seeing Li Ziyan gain the upper hand, Zhao Shumin's heart relaxed considerably.

"You're the stinking bitch, and an old, ugly stinking bitch at that!"

Zhao Shumin let loose a barrage of curses.

Listening to those passionate words, Li Ziyan realized that Zhao Shumin had been far too gentle with him recently, almost making him forget what kind of shrew Zhao Shumin truly was underneath.

"Just look at how yellow your face is."

"And you use so much makeup."

"Still looking yellow as hell. You claim you're fifty, but you look sixty."

"The boss's shovel-like face is old enough as it is, and you, old bitch, look just like his mother."

In the past, because she feared losing her job,

Zhao Shumin had always gotten along harmoniously with everyone at company.

Whenever she met the boss and his proprietress, she was extremely respectful; after all, one had to maintain proper attitude when eating someone else's food!

But now that she was already unemployed, was there still any need to care about all that?

Therefore, she showed the proprietress absolutely no mercy.

Li Ziyan kept exchanging blows with the proprietress's younger brother, but throughout the entire fight, he was the only one hitting Liu Guilong, while Liu Guilong couldn't lay a finger on Li Ziyan.

He was reduced to taking a beating passively, which filled him with profound irritation.

"You stinking bitch!"

Liu Guifen was somewhat at a loss for words. She hadn't expected Zhao Shumin's tongue to be so venomous; she was completely outmatched in the verbal exchange.

"You old, ugly bitch, and a dead fat pig to boot."

"Why aren't you staying in a slaughterhouse instead of coming over here to make a scene!"

"You mindless, shameless fool. No wonder your husband is always thinking about keeping a mistress outside. Even I find a woman as old, ugly, and painted up like a Peking opera actor as you utterly disgusting."

"Me, seduce your husband? Take a look at your husband's Mediterranean bald head! A perfect match for a dead fat pig like you."

"Only a bitch like you would consider a trashy man like your husband to be some kind of treasure!"

Utterly defeated in verbal combat by Zhao Shumin, Liu Guifen completely lost her self-control.

Her original plan was to let her brother keep an eye on Zhao Shumin while she humiliated Zhao Shumin and slapped her a few times.

Never had she imagined that her brother would end up beaten by a young man,

while she herself was subjected to a ferocious tongue-lashing by Zhao Shumin!

Unable to save face, Liu Guifen decided to resort to physical violence.

"I'll beat you to death, you stinking bitch!"

"Stinking home-wrecker!"

She rushed straight toward Zhao Shumin, intending to physically assault her, but when it came to fierce street-fighting and hair-pulling brawls, that had always been Zhao Shumin's specialty.

She met her head-on and immediately clashed with Liu Guifen in a fierce wrestling match.

That ferocious demeanor restored Li Ziyan's full understanding of Zhao Shumin. What made a true shrew? What made a formidable virago?

This was the true definition of a formidable woman! It was precisely because Aunt Zhao was such a spitfire that her waist possessed such flexible, agile, and resilient strength.

Clearly, this was honed from countless street brawls with other women. These women fighting and tearing clothes with Aunt Zhao were simply not on the same level; they were effortlessly thrashed by Aunt Zhao.

This time, he finally had the opportunity to break the ice with Aunt Zhao. At this moment, Li Ziyan actually felt a bit grateful for the arrival of this somewhat ugly, brawling proprietress.

Liu Guifen tried to grab Zhao Shumin's hair, but Zhao Shumin didn't give her the slightest chance, managing to grab Liu Guifen's hair first.

A wave of intense pain surged through, and the proprietress let out shrill, miserable screams.

Drawing upon her agile and powerful waist strength, Zhao Shumin forced the proprietress down to the ground. The sight of two women brawling was explosive to the extreme.

While continuing to pummel Liu Guilong, Li Ziyan kept his eyes fixed on Zhao Shumin the entire time.

"You shrew!"

"Let go of me!"

"Let me go, you stinking bitch!"

She threw a punch at Zhao Shumin, and Zhao Shumin, feeling a sharp pang of pain, also unleashed her inner ferocity.

She grabbed hold of Liu Guifen's clothes directly.

"Rip!"

The familiar sound rang out, and she directly ripped the proprietress's clothes to reveal her purple undergarments.

Li Ziyan suddenly recalled a lyric: "Little sister says purple has quite a charm."

Of course, there was not a shred of charm to be found on the proprietress here; her figure was worlds apart compared to Aunt Zhao's.

The double-F rating was truly no exaggeration, and Aunt Zhao's waist was exceptionally slender and flexible.

Outside, numerous neighbors had crowded around.

Earlier, Zhao Shumin had already gotten into a fierce brawl with the middle-aged woman next door, pulling clothes until skin was scratched and bleeding right there in the hallway, so everyone was well aware of how formidable this fierce woman was.

The commotion had drawn nearby neighbors running over to watch the spectacle.

"Bang!"

With another flying kick, Li Ziyan sent Liu Guilong crashing straight toward the doorway, where he collapsed onto the ground, wailing in continuous agony.

The burly, previously fierce-looking man now possessed zero capability to fight back, his eyes brimming with terror.

Zhao Shumin kept tearing into Liu Guifen. Whenever Liu Guifen managed to land a punch or two, Zhao Shumin would retaliate with a couple of sharp slaps across Liu Guifen's face.

Soon, Liu Guifen's chubby face was covered in handprints. Beaten into submission, she was quickly torn down to her purple underwear by Zhao Shumin.

Seizing an opportunity, once Liu Guifen scrambled back up to her feet, she and Liu Guilong fled in utter humiliation and disarray.

Seeing that there was no more show to watch, the gathered neighbors dispersed one by one.

The middle-aged woman who had once been scratched until she bled by Zhao Shumin now had eyes full of deep disappointment; she had originally thought there would be a good show to watch,

never expecting this Zhao Shumin to be so terrifyingly aggressive in a fight.

As the crowd scattered, Zhao Shumin turned back to Li Ziyan with a deeply worried expression.

She began patting and feeling all over Li Ziyan's body.

"Are you alright, Xiaoyan? Hurry back to your room, let Auntie check if you got hurt anywhere."

Zhao Shumin gently pushed Li Ziyan toward his bedroom.

"Auntie, you finally spoke to me."

Panting heavily, Zhao Shumin's mind flashed back to the events of that night.

However, her primary concern at this moment remained Li Ziyan's physical health, which mattered far more than anything else.

"Let's not talk about that right now."

"Quickly take off your T-shirt, let Auntie see if you're injured. That man looked so vicious."