Shotgun Marriage (Part Eight)

Xuxu's blushing face instantly darkened, and she angrily gritted her teeth. Looking at Yan Rusheng's mesmerizing face angered her.

She couldn't take it lying down, so she raised her knee and mustered her strength to aim at the most vital part of Young Master Yan's body.

"Ouch!"

Xuxu didn't use her full strength but it was enough for Yan Rusheng to yelp out in pain.

He rolled off Xuxu and pressed his palms against his private part.

Xuxu became smug and she quipped happily. "Yan Rusheng, this is the price you pay for being despicable."

She coldly snorted before sitting up and adjusting her clothes.

Yan Rusheng winced in pain and a crease appeared in the middle of his eyebrows. "I'm crippled. I'm definitely crippled."

"Ahem…"

A familiar voice belonging to a man sounded as he cleared his throat.

Xuxu and Yan Rusheng were momentarily stunned before turning their heads at the same time.