Chapter 117: Acting Cute

The two boys charged forward without the slightest hesitation. Seeing this, Mu Qingxi nearly fainted. What was going on? Did they even know she was a girl?

“Hey, what’s this supposed to mean? You big guys are ganging up on a little girl like me. Besides, you were the ones who hit my brother, and now you’re the ones turning the tables on me!” Mu Qingxi cried nervously at the two boys rushing toward her.

The two boys hesitated and exchanged a glance. What she said did make sense; it did seem wrong for a bunch of grown men to beat up a little girl.

But the voluptuous beauty behind them was seething with rage. She bared her teeth and said, “What, now you know how to beg for mercy? You should have done that earlier.”

Mu Qingxi’s brow twitched twice. Glancing at the voluptuous beauty, she snapped, “Are you deaf? Which ear heard me begging for mercy? And you’re not just deaf, you’re twisted too. You’re a woman yourself—how dare you have men beat up a woman?”

Then, pretending to be terrified, she turned to the two burly men with wide, pitiful eyes and a faint tremor in her voice. “Big brothers, look at my tiny frame—do you really think I can take your punches and kicks? Don’t you know how to show a little mercy?”

On one side, Mu Qingyang, who had already fainted, was just struggling to wake when he vaguely heard his sister’s words. His eyelids twitched. Forcing his eyes open, he looked at his sister playing the helpless victim and nearly coughed up blood. Could she please stop being such a menace?

Mu Qingxi saw him stir and, since he seemed to be trying to speak, leaned her ear right up against his mouth.

The people nearby saw Mu Qingyang awake and watched his lips move as if he were saying something into Mu Qingxi’s ear.

But Mu Qingxi herself was utterly dumbfounded. How was he even talking?

Was she really that disgusting to him?

She didn’t think she was disgusting at all, thank you very much.

The people around them all wanted to know what Mu Qingyang had said when they saw Mu Qingxi’s strange expression, but none of them felt comfortable asking. So they could only stare anxiously, burning with curiosity.

Even the voluptuous beauty was itching to know what had just happened, though she was too proud to ask. In the end, she could only bark, “You lot, move it! If you’re too slow, you’ll be sorry!”

No sooner had she spoken than the boys lunged again without a moment’s hesitation. Mu Qingxi was stunned.

“Could you not move so fast? I’m still holding my brother up!”

Hastily, she let go with her right hand. With a flick of her left, Mu Qingyang’s eyes flew wide open. As the sofa loomed ever closer, he summoned every last shred of strength and flung himself sideways onto the couch.

“Ow... that hurts, sis!” Mu Qingyang groaned from the sofa.

Hearing his muffled cry, Mu Qingxi lifted a brow and said with perfect composure, “That’s called settling a private score under the guise of public duty. Don’t you understand?”

At his sister’s words, Mu Qingyang stared at her in disbelief, his mouth opening and closing without being able to get a word out.

Mu Qingxi smiled sweetly and said softly, “You don’t get it? Then should I do it again?”

As she spoke, she raised both hands and clasped them together, cracking her knuckles with a series of sharp pops. Mu Qingyang’s eyes went wide. He shouted, “Sis, look out behind you!”

At that moment, a hulking brute charged at her, hurling a fist straight toward Mu Qingxi.

Seeing the enormous fist bearing down on her, she quickly stepped back and raised both arms to block it.

With several cracking sounds, the crowd heard nothing but the unmistakable snap of bones breaking, and everyone turned to look at the small, frail Mu Qingxi.

Happy New Year, everyone. After the holidays, Mu Mu will hurry to keep the updates coming.