Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Huang Guilan's face felt like it was being branded on a red-hot iron plate; the pain made her grimace and turn pale.

Hearing Yan Zhen's words, she looked at him with resentment: "My son works hard outside every day to earn money, and you do nothing at home. What's wrong with hitting you a few times?"

Speaking of this, Yan Zhen's wrist scar suddenly felt burning with pain.

She slapped Huang Guilan across the face: "I do nothing at home? Who gave me the right to be unemployed?"

Jiang Yunong originally worked at a bank, but took leave after becoming pregnant four years ago.

She wanted to return to work after giving birth, but Shen Que abused her every few days, and she often had injuries on her face.

Moreover, she frequently took leave to be hospitalized, which delayed her work. She was called in for talks by her superiors several times, and unwilling to cause trouble for others, she resigned voluntarily.

"Besides, have I been idle at home these past few years? Pregnancy, childbirth, childcare, housework—I did it all."

Yan Zhen held Huang Guilan down with one hand and pulled out a fruit knife from the fruit plate with the other. "It seems you can't see the violence Shen Que inflicted on me, nor can you see my efforts over the years. Since your eyes are useless, then donate them."

After saying that, she raised the knife and stabbed it directly into Huang Guilan's face.

Huang Guilan watched helplessly as the knife tip pierced down, the fear of death engulfing her. She struggled and screamed wildly, but her strength was no match for Yan Zhen.

With a "clang," the blade grazed her cheek and embedded itself firmly in the solid wood dining table.

Huang Guilan's pupils suddenly contracted, and she felt a sharp pain in her cheek. She shakily reached out to touch her face, and her hand was covered in blood.

Her heart convulsed violently a few times, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

Yan Zhen released his hand in disgust, watching Huang Guilan slump off the dining table and fall to the ground.

She took a tissue to wipe her hands, and when she turned her head, she saw that Shen An had woken up at some point and was standing at the bedroom door holding a plush toy, looking at her expressionlessly.

Yan Zhen paused slightly, then subtly moved two steps to block Huang Guilan.

"You're awake," Yan Zhen said. "Go wash your face, then we'll go out with Mom in a bit."

Shen An responded and turned to go to the bathroom, without even glancing at Huang Guilan, who was lying unconscious on the floor.

Not long after, the mother and son went out together. Yan Zhen had arranged to meet a boxing coach today.

Yan Zhen had completed hundreds of missions, both large and small, and was rich in combat experience. However, the original owner's body was not up to par, and was weak in both physical fitness and reaction speed.

She needs to improve her physical fitness as soon as possible so that she won't be at a disadvantage when she goes head-to-head with Shen Que again.

The meeting with the boxing coach went smoothly. A boxing lesson cost 800 yuan, and Yan Zhen swiped his card to buy 40 lessons at once, starting from the basics that very day.

For the next week, Yan Zhen took care of her child while attending classes, and trained at the boxing gym until she was exhausted every day.

On the eighth day, Shen Que was discharged from the hospital.

When Huang Guilan helped Shen Que into the room, Yan Zhen and Shen An were lounging on the sofa, watching variety shows and eating takeout. Pizza, fried chicken, and cola filled most of the coffee table.

Upon seeing Huang Guilan with bandages on her face and Shen Que, who had to walk with his legs tucked together, Yan Zhen raised an eyebrow slightly: "Oh, you're back."

Shen Que's face darkened at her words, which were clearly tinged with schadenfreude, but he was mindful of her crazy temper when she attacked him last time, so he could only suppress his temper and move to the other side of the sofa to sit down.

"Get me a glass of water."

Yan Zhen did not move.

Shen Que got angry and raised his voice, "Are you deaf? Get me a glass of water!"

Yan Zhen then looked at him: "Are you talking to me?"

"if not?"

Yan Zhen tossed the half-eaten chicken wing back into the lunchbox, slowly straightened up, took out a tissue, and while wiping her hands slowly, looked at Shen Que: "If you don't know how to speak properly, I can teach you."

Shen Que felt a chill run down his spine when she stared at him with her icy gaze.

He weighed the current situation. If he wasn't confident he could take this woman down with one punch, given her ruthless fighting spirit, he wouldn't have the upper hand.

Thinking of this, he suppressed his anger and turned to Huang Guilan, saying stiffly, "Mom, pour me a glass of water."

Huang Guilan's facial injuries hadn't healed yet, and there was still a large bruise on her forehead. She had been looking forward to her son being discharged from the hospital for the past week so she could give Jiang Yunong a good beating and vent her anger.

Seeing Shen Que's discomfiture, she frowned, gave a nod, and turned to go into the kitchen.

After fiddling around in the kitchen for a while, Huang Guilan brought out a glass of water.

When Huang Guilan handed the water glass to Shen Que, she deliberately chose an angle that blocked Yan Zhen's view and quickly gave Shen Que a wink.

Shen Que paused slightly and took the cup of boiling water.

The image of the submissive Jiang Yunong from the past and the woman in front of him who was at odds with him kept flashing through his mind, and the resentment and anger that had accumulated during his week in the hospital were suddenly brought to a new level.

He wanted to teach this bitch a lesson!

Beat her until she's scared, beat her until she has no strength left to resist!

The thought grew wildly in his mind, even making Shen Que temporarily forget the pain in his groin. The moment Huang Guilan stepped aside, he suddenly splashed boiling water on Yan Zhen's face.

If you burn her blind, she'll be completely at your mercy!

Yan Zhen appeared relaxed, but in reality, she had been watching Shen Que's every move out of the corner of her eye the moment he entered the room. When the boiling water was splashed on her face, she nimbly rolled over, intending to dodge it directly.

But Shen An was sitting right next to her, and if she moved away, the boiling water would inevitably scald the child.

So when she got up, she also picked up Shen An. This action made her tired, and she couldn't dodge in time. A small amount of boiling water was splashed on her arm, and a sharp pain immediately came from her arm.

Shen Que was taken aback, not expecting that she had dodged it.

Yan Zhen put Shen An down, patted him, and said in his usual tone, "Go back to your room and close the door."

Shen An glanced at Yan Zhen, then at Shen Que, sensing the tense atmosphere in the air. He nodded, picked up a can of cola, and went into the bedroom.

Yan Zhen then rolled up his wet sleeves, revealing his scalded arm. Within minutes, a string of tiny blisters had formed on his arm.

She lowered her sleeves, met Shen Que's somewhat nervous gaze, and suddenly launched an attack, grabbing a glass of water from the table and smashing it violently into his face.

Shen Que knew things were going to go wrong the moment his sneak attack failed. As the water glass came flying at him, he instinctively reached out to block it.

The cup smashed against his wrist, and he screamed in pain. Before he could react, the hair on the back of his head was grabbed, and his body was dragged up by a brute force.

A tearing pain shot through his scalp, and the next moment, his face slammed heavily against the sofa armrest. Stars flashed before his eyes, and a sweet, metallic taste filled his mouth. He coughed and spat out two front teeth.

Seeing this, Huang Guilan screamed and lunged forward, trying to drag Yan Zhen away: "You bitch! Let go of my son!"

Yan Zhen turned around briefly and slapped her to the ground, then turned back to focus on dealing with Shen Que.