章節 117: Chapter 117: Punching Bag (1)
"Eh?" Yu Xi thought to himself, Wasn't Ling Shen just staring at that boy band a moment ago? Why won't she admit it? After pondering for a moment, he turned around, only to realize that Jian Yiling and Zhai Yunsheng had already walked quite a distance ahead.
"Hey… you two… why did you leave me behind again? Have a little conscience, will you?" He felt a bit dazed, having been unceremoniously abandoned by them.
This was the residential area where Ji Ming lived, and tonight, Ji Ming was the "punching bag" Zhai Yunsheng had arranged for Jian Yiling.
The three of them arrived at Ji Ming's doorstep, where Zhai Yunsheng's bodyguard was already waiting for them. As soon as he saw them approach, he opened the door, and Ji Ming had no chance to protest or resist.
Upon seeing Zhai Yunsheng and the others enter, Ji Ming immediately plastered on a forced smile, bowing and scraping in greeting. "Young Master Sheng, Brother Xi, if you need anything, just let me know. There's no need for you to come all the way here…"
The smile on Ji Ming's face seemed like it had been squeezed out of him with great difficulty. The five thousand skips he'd done a few days ago had left his muscles sore for days; walking felt like a chore, and sitting down was nearly impossible. He had been groaning in pain for days and was just starting to feel somewhat normal again.
And now, Zhai Yunsheng had come back for him again. Ji Ming felt utterly defeated. I've been so well-behaved these past few days! I haven't gone anywhere or done anything! I didn't even dare to mess with Young Master Sheng or even mention Jian Yiling's name!
Yu Xi watched Ji Ming's comical state and almost laughed out loud. However, out of humanitarian concern, he held back his amusement.
"Ji Ming, last time it was Young Master Sheng who called you, but this time, it's because Yiling is here. You schemed against Yiling last time, and you haven't apologized yet," Yu Xi reminded him with a grin.
Ji Ming's eyes widened in disbelief as he processed Yu Xi's words. So, the five thousand skips from last time were just the beginning? Now, I have to account for Yiling's grievances too? He was about to lose his mind.
He realized that while he had been somewhat arrogant in the past, comparing himself to Zhai Yunsheng now made him feel like he had been acting pretty decently. At least he hadn't barged into someone's home late at night to settle old scores.
With a sigh, Ji Ming understood that he had no choice but to appease Zhai Yunsheng to avoid further trouble. He turned to Jian Yiling and said, "Jian Yiling, I admit my mistakes. Please, let bygones be bygones!"
Zhai Yunsheng glanced at Jian Yiling, leaving her satisfaction to decide Ji Ming's fate.
Jian Yiling began looking around the room as if searching for something. Yu Xi was curious about what she was examining. Was she accepting Ji Ming's apology or not?
After a moment of scanning the room, Jian Yiling's gaze landed on a sports item placed on a storage cabinet. She walked over and picked up a badminton racket.
The moment Jian Yiling lifted the racket, Yu Xi's eyes went wide in disbelief. No way!
Zhai Yunsheng, on the other hand, couldn't help but smirk.
Ji Ming's reaction was even more exaggerated than Yu Xi's. She—she can't be thinking of using that to hit me, right?
Seeing Jian Yiling approach with the racket, Ji Ming started to panic. "Jian—Jian Yiling, let's talk this out. I'm sorry, I admit my mistakes! Just don't use that! Someone could get seriously hurt!"
How hard do you have to hit someone with a badminton racket?
"Get down," Jian Yiling commanded Ji Ming.
"What?" Ji Ming was taken aback, unable to comprehend her strange instruction.
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