Song Xi was no pushover either. Having been bullied her whole life and facing sabotage from jealous colleagues in the business, she had survived until now purely on her wits.
Therefore, dealing with an animal that only thought with its lower half was more than enough for her.
She casually grabbed the mop beside her and aimed for his neck. However, the man was already on guard, having seen she wouldn't compromise easily.
The man smugly controlled her weapon: "You dare to use such a petty trick in front of me... Ah!"
But he had miscalculated.
Song Xi's real target wasn't his upper body, but his lower one.
With a quick, precise, and ruthless kick to his groin, the man shrieked and collapsed, clutching his nether regions.
Song Xi threw the mop down with a thud on his head: "You really think I'm a pushover!"
She raised her head, preparing to leave, but froze as she met a pair of eyes as dark as ink.
Lou Yu Ming stared at her, a smirk playing on his lips, an unnerving aura about him. He stepped on the man on the ground without a second thought.
The man let out a muffled cry, clutching his stomach, and promptly fainted. Yao Yi Fan silently dragged him away, even closing the door behind them.
Song Xi gasped, feeling a prickle of fear.
"I thought you were just a little wild cat, but you're actually a wolf cub with hidden claws."
His tone was mocking, his tall frame trapping her with nowhere to escape.
"Miss Song, what other tricks do you have? Show me them all if you dare."
Song Xi couldn't defeat him, so she braced herself and told him to move. To her surprise, he didn't budge.
She grew instantly annoyed: "Uncle, this is the women's restroom. Please let me pass!"
Uncle?
Lou Yu Ming's eyes turned cold as he grabbed her chin: "Who gave you the audacity?"
Drunk, she grew bold. Recalling how he had abandoned her in the car and blocked her number, Song Xi retorted: "Mr. Lou, I may be poor, but I keep my promises. Don't worry, since you said it's over, I won't pester you anymore. Please let me pass, I need to get back to work."
Her expression was distant. Lou Yu Ming, who had previously worried she might act recklessly and pester him, was even more displeased to see her so cold and determined to draw a line between them.
He chuckled dismissively, easily blocking her escape route: "It seems Zhang Qi treats you well to dare challenge me like this?"
Zhang Qi?
Song Xi blinked in surprise and said: "Yes! Zhang Qi treats me very well. And even if he was a jerk before, he's still a strong and healthy young man, better than you in every aspect! Uncle, instead of worrying about your niece's girlfriend, you should focus on taking care of Miss Anna at your dinner table! Don't let people misunderstand!"
"Misunderstand?" Lou Yu Ming raised an eyebrow: "Misunderstand what?"
"That you're old and can't keep up physically!"
The man's face instantly darkened. He grabbed her wrist, his words sharp and biting: "Miss Song is forgetful. Don't you know whether my stamina is up to par? Strong and healthy? What, has Zhang Qi become less picky? Are those two little steamed buns on your chest enough to satisfy his needs?"
"You! Just talk, why the personal attack!"
"Isn't that what I learned from you!" Lou Yu Ming pressed closer, wrapping his arm around her waist and roughly pushing her onto the counter: "So old? Taking care of your health?"
He repeated her earlier words through gritted teeth. Even with her back turned, Song Xi could feel his burning rage.
She had spoken without thinking, and now she had truly poked the tiger's backside.
"Sharp-tongued little thing, it seems I really need to teach you a lesson today."