Chapter 36: Unlucky Tang Jun

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Tang Jun instantly doubled over, like a shrimp, his eyes bulging out.

A fist was lodged in his abdomen!

Ye Xiang had punched him in the stomach with such speed that Tang Jun couldn't react at all. The force of the punch soaked through the thick gauze, displacing Tang Jun's internal organs.

"You know Fang Chang, right?"

"Uh..."

Hearing Ye Xiang's whisper in his ear, Tang Jun let out a painful groan: "Fang... Fang Chang?"

"That's right!"

Ye Xiang's expression turned angry and cold: "I see you also possess a destiny of heaven, and a hero's destiny, yet you've committed the despicable act of stealing someone's fiancée and using your power to oppress others!"

"Indeed, even with a destiny of heaven, one isn't necessarily a good person. No, you're not even human!"

"Today is just a lesson. If you dare to lay a hand on Fang Chang again, I guarantee I'll take your life!"

With that, Ye Xiang straightened up, raised his fist, and smashed it into Tang Jun's face.

With a thud, Tang Jun lost consciousness.

Looking at the fallen Tang Jun before him, Ye Xiang's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I spared you this time because you are destined for greatness and have the life of a hero. Next time, I promise I won't hold back!"

With that, Ye Xiang turned and left. He still needed to investigate who had framed Fang Chang. He had already figured it out the moment he touched Tang Jun.

Tang Jun wasn't the one who framed Fang Chang, meaning there was someone else!

He had to dig out the person hiding in the shadows.

The ward was quiet.

After a long while, Tang Jun opened his eyes. His right eye was in excruciating pain and he couldn't open it anymore.

If there were a mirror, he would have seen that his right eye was now surrounded by a dark purple ring. His entire body was already wrapped in bandages, like a mummy.

Now, with one eye swollen, he didn't even look human anymore.

"Fang Chang!!!"

Tang Jun roared.

Ever since he met Fang Chang, his luck had run out. Now he was lying in the hospital, and being targeted for revenge by some random person.

Tang Jun's mindset began to change, gradually turning somewhat dark.

Especially since so much time had passed and there had been no news from Liu Ruyan, his anger burned even more fiercely.

"Fang Chang! You just wait, when I'm discharged, I promise I'll make you..."

"What do you want?"

"Huh?!"

Tang Jun's only remaining eye widened as he looked up at the doorway again.

Sometime during the night, someone appeared in the ward. Tang Jun recognized this person; it was Fang Fan, the one who had directly overpowered him at the banquet.

Fang Fan's expression was now extremely cold.

"What did you just say? What do you want to do to Fang Chang?"

"Go to hell!!!"

Tang Jun completely broke down.

Tears welled up in his eyes, which were now shrouded in a dark purple hue.

His composure had completely crumbled.

Fang Fan's attitude was clearly provocative, and he had just mentioned wanting revenge on Fang Chang. What would happen next was obvious.

But Tang Jun truly couldn't stand it.

On the battlefield, he always seemed to have divine assistance, never suffering losses even in dire situations, and often turning defeat into victory.

But with Fang Chang? His luck turned; it wasn't just bad luck anymore.

"I'm asking you!"

Fang Fan approached Tang Jun step by step, his expression growing increasingly cold: "What did you just say you wanted to do for Fang Chang?"

"Fang Fan, don't think I'm afraid of you, I'm going to... Ah!!!"

Bang bang bang...

Screams and muffled thuds echoed from the ward, lingering for a long time.

...

Fang Chang's bedroom.

Bang!

The moment the door closed, Fang Yajun shoved Fang Chang against the wall, one of her delicate hands bracing against it.

A fragrant scent filled the air, and Fang Chang saw Fang Yajun's stunning face so close.

At this moment, Fang Yajun's snow-white skin was covered with a faint blush, and her beautiful eyes had become hazy.

"Xiao Chang, do you really have to go out and attract attention?"

Hearing this, Fang Chang was stunned. He had never seen Fang Yajun like this before. In his memory, Fang Yajun had always been a gentle older sister.

"Sister, are you running a fever?"

Seeing Fang Yajun's slightly flushed face, Fang Chang subconsciously reached out and placed his hand on her forehead.

The touch was indeed warm, but far from a feverish temperature.

"Sister?"

"Xiao Chang!"

Fang Yajun moved closer, her breath sweet and fragrant: "Do you know you're my woman? How could you touch those two women's legs?"

"Legs?"

Hearing Fang Yajun's words, Fang Chang quickly interjected, "They asked me to be the referee, but I didn't have a chance to be the referee before you arrived, so I didn't touch them!"

"Oh~"

Fang Yajun's red lips were almost touching Fang Chang's.

"So you mean, if I had arrived even a little later, you would have touched them, right? Your sister is right here, Xiao Chang, if you liked it, why didn't you come to me?"

"Sister, are you acting a little strange today?"

Her usually exaggeratedly large breasts pressed against Fang Chang's chest.

He was almost losing control!

“Xiao Chang…”

Fang Yajun reached out a hand, gently stroking Fang Chang's eyebrows and eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with infatuation: “You belong to your sister, don’t you? Didn’t you say when we were little that you would marry your sister when you grew up? Have you forgotten so quickly?”

“No, I have to give you a little punishment! Otherwise, you won’t learn your lesson!”

“What punishment… um!”

Fang Chang wanted to say something, but his mouth was immediately covered.

Feeling those warm, red lips, Fang Chang finally couldn’t resist. He hugged Fang Yajun tightly, placing his hands on her waist and gradually moving them downwards.

Fang Yajun felt Fang Chang’s passion, without a trace of dissatisfaction.

Instead, she became passionate herself.

Of course, this passion felt very awkward, but even so, she was trying.

Just as the two were gradually walking towards the bed, a knock sounded on the door.

“Xiao Chang, are you resting?”

Hearing Fang’s mother’s voice, the two immediately separated as if electrocuted.

Fang Yajun quickly straightened her shirt, afraid her mother would notice something amiss.

Fang Chang also wiped the lipstick from his lips.

After tidying himself up, Fang Chang was about to open the door when Fang Yajun grabbed his hand. Under Fang Chang's surprised gaze, Fang Yajun smiled slightly.

She then pulled Fang Chang's hand down to her long legs encased in black stockings.

"Now you understand? Your sister is better than them. Next time you want to come, just come find me!"

"Okay."

Satisfied with Fang Chang's reply, Fang Yajun went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Fang's mother was about to say something when she saw that it was Fang Yajun standing in front of her.

She exclaimed in surprise, "Yajun, you're here with Xiao Chang too?"

"Yes..."

Fang Yajun nodded and said softly, "I came to check on him, after all, what happened at the banquet."

"Yajun, you silly child, why aren't you careful when you come to your brother's room? Your buttons are all undone!"