I've been reborn, but you still think I'm a PUA?

Xu Yang was so angry that he could not hear the sounds around him at all. The blood flowing from Gao Xiaojun's forehead dyed his eyes red.

"That's enough, Xu Yang! If you continue, someone will die!"

Ning Feifei screamed, her heart terrified but she still mustered up the courage to step forward and try to pull Xu Yang away.

But she underestimated the man who was completely immersed in hatred. Xu Yang only felt that someone wanted to stop him from taking revenge, so he pushed the person away without hesitation, and Ning Feifei fell on the soft grass.

Fortunately, at this moment, the security guard downstairs in the studio heard the noise and ran over.

Ning Feifei asked two security guards to help pull Xu Yang away, and then took the bloody stick from Xu Yang's hand.

Xu Yang didn't hold back when he beat Gao Xiaojun. In just a short while, Gao Xiaojun was lying on the ground with a bloody head and fell unconscious.

Ning Feifei gasped and wondered if he was really dead.

But what if he died, what would happen to Xu Yang?

Ning Feifei bravely stepped forward and reached out to feel Gao Xiaojun's breath.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she got closer, Gao Xiaojun on the ground twitched violently and wailed, and then a strong smell of urine filled Ning Feifei's nose.

A security guard saw this and immediately pinched his nose and said in disgust:

"what!"

A closer look revealed a water stain on the crotch of Gao Xiaojun's jeans, and a pool of urine under his body.

Gao Xiaojun was so scared that he peed his pants!

A trace of disgust flashed in Ning Feifei's eyes, and she walked away with relief. No matter what, as long as Gao Xiaojun was not dead, it was enough.

Xu Yang was leaning against a street lamp nearby. The bloodshot in his eyes had not faded yet, and the strands of hair on his forehead were slightly wet with sweat. A few spots of bright red blood splattered on his face, making his face, which was still filled with anger, look more like the angry Vajra enshrined in an ancient temple in the mountains.

The security guard who pulled him away didn't dare to step forward and only spoke softly, "Mr. Xu, how are you?"

Ning Feifei knew that Xu Yang probably couldn't listen at the moment, so she pointed at Gao Xiaojun on the ground and said, "Call the emergency number quickly and send this man who tried to kidnap me to the hospital. Xu Yang attacked him because he saw that he was trying to kidnap me. This is self-defense. If this man wakes up in the ambulance and wants to call the police, please help me call the police too!"

In just a few minutes, Ning Feifei had already thought of a defense for Xu Yang, and was not afraid even if the case went to court.

Moreover, there are surveillance cameras downstairs in the studio. As long as Gao Xiaojun is not dead, she and Xu Yang will always be on the right side.

The security guard nodded and took out his cell phone to make a call.

Ning Feifei came up to Xu Yang, took out a wet towel and gently wiped Xu Yang's bloody face: "Xu Yang, are you okay?"

Xu Yang is not well.

He couldn't figure out why.

How had he wronged Gao Furong? Putting aside the question of love, he had spent millions on her in just two years of courtship. If Gao Furong didn't love him, then why would she conspire with Zhao Kang and plot to kill him?

It was as if Xu Yang had dug up the Gao family’s ancestral grave!

Xu Yang was in a trance. The three years of neglect after marrying Gao Furong in his previous life and the years of imprisonment when he was walking on thin ice flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern. He was sinking in hatred and couldn't get out.

At this moment, Ning Feifei's anxious voice echoed in his ears, dispelling all the darkness and unbearable memories like a ray of warm sunshine.

His vision returned to clarity, and Ning Feifei's face appeared before him. It was no longer the dim and deserted ceiling of Linhai No. 1, which had served as his wedding room in his previous life.

It's not the prison's mottled walls, the damp and cold solitary confinement room...

"boom--"

The Bugatti Veyron drove past at the fastest speed, and the heavy roar of its engine was like the roar of a dragon or a tiger. It is the fastest car in the world, accelerating from 0 to 100 kilometers in just 2.5 seconds, and its fuel consumption is also astonishing.

On the coastal highway, this car roared past like a steel panther, so fast that people who wanted to take pictures didn't have time to press the shutter before only the exhaust was left. The person who was lucky enough to take a picture of this car uploaded the photo to the Internet, and in less than an hour, the number of comments below exceeded 10,000.

Xu Yang stopped at the end of the road, pressed a button, and a slight mechanical sound came from above his head. The roof on the driver's seat folded back, turning it into a convertible.

The fishy and salty sea breeze suddenly blew, bringing with it the sound of surging waves.

Xu Yang's depression eased a lot. He took out a cigarette and searched for a lighter for a long time but couldn't find it. He suddenly felt discouraged.

But the next second, "click——"

Ning Feifei was holding a Dupont lighter in her hand, with a faint blue flame bursting out. The flat square silver-plated shell was scratched by a blade to form a crooked "Yang" character, which was a bad habit left by Xu Yang when he was in school.

Xu Yang was stunned when he saw the lighter. This thing should belong to him, but he couldn't remember why it was on Ning Feifei.

Dupont lighters have top-tier ignition performance nationwide; even a strong sea breeze wouldn't blow the flame crooked. Xu Yang leaned his cigarette closer before asking, "What kind of lighter is this?"

"Have you forgotten? You said this yourself, and gave it to me."

Ning Feifei smiled.

She and Xu Yang were childhood sweethearts. They went to the same school from kindergarten to high school and were desk mates for more than ten years. This lighter was stolen from his father by Xu Yang. He even engraved his name on it to declare his sovereignty. During high school, Xu Yang never put down this lighter even when he was eating. Later, he got a more advanced lighter, and Du Peng was ignored by him and thrown on the table.

Ning Feifei tidied up his desk and casually asked, "Do you still want this lighter?"

I don’t remember what Xu Yang was busy with at the time, he just casually said "This is for you", and Ning Feifei kept the lighter until today.

After figuring out the reason, Xu Yang laughed, but a warm feeling flowed through his heart.

Gao Furong ignored the things he carefully prepared, but Ning Feifei treasured the things he threw away casually.

It really proves the saying 'some people treat me like a worn out shoe, while others treasure me like a treasure'.

Xu Yang exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "By the way, don't tell my dad about this."

Ning Feifei tilted her head slightly, blinking her bright eyes: "You stole your dad's lighter, and you've kept it a secret until now?"

Dupont lighters have been around since World War II and are considered antique collectibles. If kept hidden for decades and auctioned at Sotheby's, they would fetch at least six figures. However, Xu Yang stole this lighter, worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, from the safe and even carved an ugly inscription on it.

Only Xu Haixing has a good temper. If it were any other parent, Xu Yang would have been beaten long ago.

Xu Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and explained: "It's about me beating someone up today."

"He deserves to be beaten!" Ning Feifei snorted coldly: "Besides, you did it for me."

If Xu Yang hadn't shown up in time, she would have been taken into Gao Xiaojun's car. It goes without saying what would have happened next, and Ning Feifei felt a pang of fear just thinking about it.