<h4>Chapter 742: Both of Them Deserved to Die!</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>As Studios <strong>Editor: </strong>As Studios


    “You are asking for it!”


    His fist aimed for Lin Qinghao’s face.


    Although Lin Qinghao wasn’t as strong as Lu Zhengyu, his anger released his inner beast as he returned punches with all he’s got.


    Lin Qinghao had been hit pretty badly, but it was like he couldn’t sense any pain as he constantly fought back.


    Lin Wanwan looked at the pair who couldn’t break apart and fell into a dilemma. She had no idea if she should give them a round of apuse or bring a chair to watch the show.


    Both of them deserved to die!


    Yu Yun tried to stop them, but the pair couldn’t hear a thing.


    Just then, the door was pushed open.


    Lu Zhanbei walked in with Mo Jiushang.


    After looking at the mess, Lu Zhanbei looked away in disgust.


    “Jiushang.”


    Mo Jiushang, who was ready for a nap, slowly opened his eyes. He dragged his feet forward, and hiszy stance made Lin Wanwan question if he could do anything.


    The next moment, the very second that Mo Jiushang entered the fight, it was like someone had pushed the fast forward button. A side kick as fast as lightning took out Lin Qinghao in an instant.


    Before Lin Qinghao could crawl his way up, Mo Jiushang’s right foot stepped on him. It was seemingly effortless, but Lin Qinghao couldn’t move an inch!


    At the same time, Mo Jiushang’s punch on Lu Zhengyu’s belly had forced him a few steps back. Sweat broke out on Lu Zhengyu’s forehead.


    “Sorry, my punches hurt a little, please be careful.”


    Lin Wanwan chuckled.


    How was that “a little” painful? She would im that she was pretty strong, but it would be worth nothing in Mo Jiushang’s eyes.


    Lu Zhanbei looked at Mo Jiushang’s foot, which was resting on Lin Qinghao’s chest.


    “Let him go.”


    Mo Jiushang moved his foot and went back to leaning against the wall.


    Yu Yun sighed. “Mr. Lin, please leave. We have been cleared of each other since fourteen years ago. Please don’t disrupt my life any longer.”


    If he went on, Lu Zhengyu would definitely kill him, and Yu Yun didn’t want any life lost because of her.


    Lin Qinghao’s twisted expression became more fearsome under the decoration of his bruises.


    He stared at the familiar-looking face. As much as he hated what she had done, his heart was still beating for her.


    After a while, his cold voice echoed across the room. “I have three questions, and you must answer them honestly!”


    “Go ahead.”


    “Do I carry any weight in your heart?”


    Yu Yun shook her head. “The victim would never fall in love with the murderer.”


    Lin Wanwan nodded; her words were one for the book.


    Lu Zhengyu didn’t look too happy, and neither did Lin Qinghao. “Have you been living with this man all these years?”


    “Yes.”


    Lin Qinghao’s eyes shed of anger. “Are you nning to continue staying with him?”


    Lu Zhengyu turned and looked at Yu Yun.


    After pondering, she nodded.


    There was no harm lying if it meant that Lin Qinghao would give up.


    Lu Zhengyu smiled and walked up to hold her hands.


    As he looked at the crossed fingers of the pair, Lin Qinghao’s face twitched. “Yu Yun, you can choose not to love me, and I can forgive you for abandoning me. But you should have never betrayed me!”


    He turned around and stomped away.


    Yu Yun tried to escape Lu Zhengyu’s hand immediately. “Let me go.”


    Lu Zhengyu tightened his grip. “No! You just said you would stay with me, and you must keep your word!”