Chapter 213: Zhang Xiaoli Had a Thoroughly Good Time

"Zhang Xiaoli, you bitch, I'll fight you to the death!"

Seeing her son get so angry he vomited blood, Xie Fenglan's eyes turned red in an instant, and she rushed forward like a madwoman, intent on fighting Zhang Xiaoli to the death!

"Fight your mother! You old hag, when your daughter Zhou Yue, that bitch, was cheating behind Lin's back, why didn't you say anything then?"

"Slap!" After saying this, Zhang Xiaoli aimed at Xie Fenglan's old face and slapped her hard without the slightest hesitation!

"At your age, you have no dignity as an elder, just a belly full of malice, only thinking about scheming against others, what kind of thing are you!"

"Slap!" Another loud slap, leaving Xie Fenglan's face burning with pain.

"Let me tell you, isn't your Zhou Family trying to scheme against me? Isn't it thinking of marrying me into the family and then controlling me? Come on, use whatever tricks you have, I'll play along with you!"

"Slap!" Zhang Xiaoli slapped Xie Fenglan across the face again, showing no mercy!

"Zhang Xiaoli, are you fucking crazy? That's your mother!" Seeing this scene, Zhou Yue pointed at Zhang Xiaoli's nose and cursed.

"You old hag, whose mother are you?"

"Slap!"

"Your daughter-in-law is for Lin Dazhi to use; what kind of dog thing do you think you are, trying to be my mother?"

"Slap!"

"At your age, you don't do a single good thing all day, only pondering how to harm others; why don't you just die sooner?"

"Slap!"

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Zhang Xiaoli seemed to have become addicted to slapping, hitting Xie Fenglan more than a dozen times in a row until she felt her hand growing sore, and only then did she stop.

As for the doorway, a crowd of security guards and doctors had long since arrived, but seeing this scene, no one dared to rush forward.

Having had her fill of slapping, Zhang Xiaoli said leisurely: "Alright, I've said what I needed to say, and I've slapped who I needed to slap; it's about time to go. If you want to file a lawsuit or complain, I'm ready anytime, play however you like. If you want to play dirty, I welcome that even more; if you want to court death, just try it!"

"Alright, let them all go, this lady has had her fun today, I'll give you each a big red envelope later!" Zhang Xiaoli laughed triumphantly.

"Thank you, Zhang Zong!" Hearing Zhang Xiaoli's words, the assistants and bodyguards thanked her in unison.

Zhang Xiaoli shook her hands and swaggered out of the hospital room, leaving a room full of people staring at each other in dismay.

The next moment, Zhou Yue seemed to come to her senses and shouted like a madwoman: "Doctor, hurry and save him, my brother just vomited blood!"

The hospital room was once again in chaos.

On the other side, several hours later, back at the company, Zhang Xiaoli was reporting her "battle results" to Lin Dazhi with a triumphant look on her face.

Hearing that she had angered Zhou Xiaojun to the point of vomiting blood, Lin Dazhi pinched her little nose with amusement and laughed, scolding: "You little bitch, you're so naughty!"

"I can't help it, if I don't play a bit more wildly, you might not like playing with me anymore. Sigh, Lin, when do you think Zhou Xiaojun will die? When he dies, I'll definitely wear the sexiest outfit to his funeral, and then wear mourning clothes, so that you can..."

"Slap!" Lin Dazhi gave her a smack without ceremony, glared at her, and said: "What kind of nonsense is that! I've told you before, I can't be bothered to deal with that family; if they don't come to provoke me, just let them fend for themselves. Why do you keep hovering in front of them? Don't you have any real work to do?"

Having been smacked on the butt by her Male God, Zhang Xiaoli looked completely satisfied, and she wrapped her arms around Lin Dazhi's neck, laughing cheekily: "It's them who keep provoking me. Zhou Yue said I'm Zhangxiaojun's wife and don't care about my husband, so as such a good daughter-in-law, I couldn't let her pick a fight over that, so I went to see them. But as soon as I went, they all cursed at me, so I definitely had to curse back, and then they wanted to make a move, so I certainly couldn't just stand there and get hit. In short, it's all their fault; who told them to be unable to stand me living a good life and always coveting the money in my hands? It's all their own doing, they deserve it."

Lin Dazhi listened happily, and at the end, he lowered his head to kiss her little mouth, chuckling as he said: "You little bitch have the most schemes; I think among you few, you are the worst!"

Zhang Xiaoli said with a giggle: "I'm only doing it for you; bad women don't have any psychological burden when playing around."

"You little bitch, you've got excuses, today I must give you a severe punishment!" Lin Dazhi glared, picked her up directly, and walked toward the lounge.

Zhang Xiaoli giggled lewdly, saying while laughing: "Lin, I want you to punish me with the stick; Zhou Xiaojun's wife deserves to be disciplined by you, she's not a good thing at all, she's a slut, a cheap dog, a whore..."

Hearing these unhealthy words, Lin Dazhi became even angrier, and without further ado, he gave her a ruthless education with the stick.

Midway through, Meng Ruolan came in to report on work.

She stood respectfully by the bed, acting as if the little bitch being ruthlessly beaten by the stick was invisible, and began to report while holding a folder.

"General Manager, the preparations for the seventh season of 'I Want to Be a Singer' are all ready, and this little bitch told me yesterday that the company's publicity team is also ready and can start at any time. When would you like to start production?"

Lin Dazhi's voice was steady and powerful, completely unaffected.

"Since everything is ready, don't drag it out, let's officially start production next week. I've looked at your plan; the guest invitations, stage construction, and schedule design for this season are all quite good," Lin Dazhi said.

Hearing the Male God's praise, a happy smile appeared on Meng Ruolan's face.

"General Manager, do you have any requirements for the song arrangements? I've had a professional team tailor a batch of works according to your vocal range; you can come over to the studio to choose when you are free," Meng Ruolan said.

"No need, I'll use all original songs; just get me a professional band," Lin Dazhi said with a wave of his hand.

"Very well, General Manager, I will definitely arrange the top band in the country for you," Meng Ruolan promised immediately upon hearing Lin Dazhi's words.

"Good, if there's nothing else, you can go down. Hey~~~ wait a moment." Lin Dazhi stopped his movements, looked at Meng Ruolan's noble and elegant Chanel uniform, and chuckled: "You come over too, there's another matter I need to study in depth."

Hearing Lin Dazhi's words, Meng Ruolan smiled sweetly, and the next moment, she twisted her moving, delicate body, sat gracefully on the edge of the bed, hugged Lin Dazhi's strong chest, and pressed her soft body against him.

She leaned her red, pouting little mouth to Lin Dazhi's ear and whispered, her breath like an orchid: "Master, that little bitch Li Xinyue from the Li Family has been pestering me, wanting me to introduce her, wanting to express her gratitude in person. Master, do you want to~~~~"

The last word "want" was almost nothing but a breath, pressed against Lin Dazhi's ear, slowly pouring inside...