Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 81: I Am Not a Cripple

Seeing Gu Xinyan sitting in a wheelchair and unable to move easily, a saleswoman in the supermarket quickly came over with a smile and asked, "Do you need any help?"

Gu Xinyan looked as nervous as a kitten away from home, "Excuse me, where can I buy pig skin and peanuts? I want to buy some pig skin and peanuts."

It’s not that she herself wanted to eat pig skin and peanuts, but it was for Xu Xiangbei.

She remembered once when she fell as a child, a long bloody gash was torn open on her leg by an iron rod. Even after the wound was bandaged, it hurt so much that Sister Wu made pig skin and peanut congee for her.

When she gave her the porridge, she said that pig skin and peanut congee could make the wound heal faster and better. So, she wanted to make pig skin and peanut congee for Xu Xiangbei, hoping it would make his wound heal faster.

The saleswoman enthusiastically fetched the pig skin and peanuts for her, placing them in a gray paper bag.

To prevent them from falling on the way, Gu Xinyan carefully tied the paper bag to the handle of the wheelchair. Only then did she secretly feel happy, turning the wheelchair to return to the villa.

On the way home, she occasionally ran into people from the neighborhood.

They would all cast strange looks, making Gu Xinyan feel somewhat ashamed. Some people were whispering, "She’s quite pretty, but it’s a pity she’s a cripple."

Gu Xinyan tightly clenched her teeth, quickly turned the wheels, wanting to get home as soon as possible and avoid these gossips.

Suddenly, the sound of a piercing car horn rang out behind her. She was terrified and lost control of the direction, causing the wheelchair to veer toward the middle of the road.

Boom, she felt a massive force push from behind, making her wheelchair spin wildly. Dizzy, she fell to the roadside, and the peanuts and pig skin she just bought scattered everywhere.

She felt like her ankle was broken, hurting so badly that tears almost fell from her eyes.

A brand new Maserati was stopped in the middle of the narrow road, with a piece of paint knocked off the front. It was this Maserati that had knocked her over, leaving her wheelchair completely totaled, the wheels twisted.

She sat powerlessly on the ground, her knees scraped, lips bruised, hair disheveled, looking at the peanuts scattered all over the place, not knowing what to do for a moment.

The car door slammed open, and two young men with dyed yellow hair jumped out, one of them a dandy with an earring, walked angrily over to her.

"Stupid cripple, do you want to die? If you can’t walk, don’t come out to harm people. My car got scrapped because of you, you have to pay for it."

Gu Xinyan was frightened, her face pale, but she knew to argue for justice, her chest heaving with emotion, "The neighborhood path is very narrow, you can’t drive here. You knocked over my wheelchair and want me to pay, how is that fair?"

The yellow-haired youth grabbed her hair fiercely, a sinister look on his face, "You cripple, hitting my car and daring to yell at me, do you want to die?"

Gu Xinyan glared hatefully at the youth who was pulling her hair, showing no trace of fear in her eyes, spat a mouthful of bloody saliva at him.

Sadness, pain, anger surged within her like a flood, as she shouted loudly, "I am not a cripple, don’t call me a cripple."

Snap, a heavy slap landed, leaving her dizzy, the thought crossing her mind that she was going to die, wondering what difference there was between such humiliation and torture from death.

The security guard Liu Yong heard the commotion, rushed over, and recognized Gu Xinyan as the girl living with Xu Xiangbei, but dared not speak up when he saw the yellow-haired youth hitting Gu Xinyan.

This aggressive yellow-haired youth was none other than his boss, the developer of the Spring Villa District, Boss Tang’s son, Tang Liang.

This Tang Liang considered himself a spoiled rich kid, indulging in debauchery all day long, doing as he pleased. Cars were not allowed in the neighborhood, but his Maserati rampaged unchecked, with no one daring to stop it.

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and remembered he had Xu Xiangbei’s phone number from earlier, quickly dialed to him, "Something bad happened, your girlfriend got hit by a car in the neighborhood, hurry up here."

Xu Xiangbei was lying on the sofa watching TV when he got the call, jumped up like he’d been electrocuted, didn’t have time to dress, and rushed out in flip-flops.

Tang Liang was still tugging at Gu Xinyan’s hair, "Don’t think I’ll let you off because you’re a cripple. Quickly call your family and have them come pay up."

Gu Xinyan spat again, hitting Tang Liang’s slick forehead with oil, making him furious with embarrassment, raising his hand to hit again.

Suddenly, a loud shout was heard, Tang Liang still hadn’t reacted, felt a pain in his arm, his entire body was lifted into the air, then heavily slammed onto the Maserati’s front window, shattering it.

And his entire right arm bent grotesquely, he clutched his arm as he lay on the car, screaming miserably from the pain.

Xu Xiangbei stood before them like a god, coldly looking at the two, "You hit someone with your car and still want them to pay? Who’s going to pay for my wheelchair? Pay up for my wheelchair now."

The other yellow-haired youth realized only then that it was Xu Xiangbei who had hit Tang Liang, "You punk, how dare you hit our Young Master Tang, you’re dead."

He pulled a baton from his waist, viciously swung it at Xu Xiangbei, who easily caught his wrist, gently squeezed, and the yellow-haired youth let out a sound like a pig being slaughtered.

"Let go, my hand is going to break."

"I want to break your hand, let’s see if you dare bully anyone again."

Snap, a crisp bone-breaking sound echoed, the yellow-haired youth nearly fainted from the pain.

Xu Xiangbei gently picked up the disheveled Gu Xinyan sitting on the ground, feeling her trembling delicate body, knowing she’d suffered greatly, and wiped away the dirt from her cheek, speaking tenderly, "Don’t be afraid, I’m here."

Gu Xinyan hadn’t cried until now, as she pressed tightly against Xu Xiangbei’s broad and warm chest, finally couldn’t hold back, and burst into tears, her frail shoulders shaking, releasing all her grievances, pain, and anger.

"I just wanted to buy some pig skin to stew for you, Sister Wu said it would help wounds heal faster. I didn’t mean to hit their car, they crashed into me."

Xu Xiangbei kissed her forehead tenderly, like a gentle kiss to a baby, "Silly girl, how could I blame you? If anyone deserves blame, it’s them."

Her tears fell on his chest, cold as ice.

The wound on his back throbbed faintly, but his heart hurt even more.

Within such a petite frame hid an incredibly resilient heart.

Though she was more resolute and stronger than any man, she was ultimately a gentle woman who needed to lean on the chest of a man as vast as the ocean.