Adopting/Raising The Male Lead and The Villain

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Zhong Yuhuan had been taking classes with Huo Chengming and been coming to this Dongfeng Society for a while now and had picked up a thing or two, and she has been itching to give her skills a try.

She had originally picked another second-generation rich kid to practice with but for some reason that was overruled by Huo Chengming.

Zhong Yuhuan figured that it didn't really make any difference, who she was dueling with so she ended up dueling with Huo Chengming.

She hadn't noticed at all the presence of Young Master Nan.

All her attention was focused on Huo Chengming. She swung a punch from the left, then immediately one from the right, a step forward and a sweep with her foot....

But Huo Chengming was good at this.

Zhong Yuhuan was never able to hit him and, quite the contrary, she was making herself out of breath.

"Forgot it! This isn't fun!" said Zhong Yuhuan as she just stood still. A second-generation rich kid immediately ran up and handed her some water.

"Wait," said Huo Chengming.

"Eh?" Zhong Yuhuan didn't take the water but turned to look at him first.

Huo Chengming took a quick step forward and re-tied her belt for her with his head lowered. He noticed that her belt had came loose when she lifted her foot to kick him earlier, and he could almost caught a glimpse of the white tank top she had underneath.

After he was done tying the belt, Huo Chengming stood up straight and said to her, "Okay, now hit me."

Zhong Yuhuan blinked. Feeling a bit dubious, she lifted her hand, balled up a fist, and swung at his shoulder.

Huo Chengming just stood there and let her fist hit him on his shoulder.

"Okay, you win," he said.

Zhong Yuhuan couldn't help but burst out laughing and said, "Do you think I am a child?"

Huo Chengming said, "To make Huanhuan happy."

Zhong Yuhuan couldn't help but giggle some more.

Were the male lead and the villain blessed with special talents from the original writer? Each one of them was doing better than the last at pampering girls at their young age.

Zhong Yuhuan relaxed her fist and said to Huo Chengming, "Chengming ge ge, you are still too skinny. Your bony shoulder hurts my hand."

Huo Chengming took her hand into his. Rubbing it gently, he said to her, "I'm sorry."

A girl said in a high pitch voice next to them, "Ooooh, I want Huo Chengming to be my older brother too! Zhong Yuhuan, let me borrow your brother!"

Zhong Yuhuan turned and looked at her, "Keep dreaming!"

Zhong Yuhuan pulled her hand free and asked, "You going to practice some more?"

Huo Chengming nodded.

Zhong Yuhuan jumped off the platform and said to one of the boys, "Yang Sen, how about you?"

Yang Sen was the one who was mocked by Zhong Yuhuan earlier that he couldn't even afford to buy his own race car models. He immediately jumped up from where he was and, rubbing his fist with his palm, said, "Yes, I will do it!"

He climbed onto the platform as he talked.

Zhong Yuhuan sat on a chair on one side with her bottle of water.

Yang Sen, on the other hand, let out a loud cry like he was in a martial art movie before he charged at Huo Chengming.

Huo Chengming immediately changed into a different person.

Strike, leg sweep, every move of his was crisp.

"THUD!" was the sound of Huo Chengming's fist hitting the sandbag stacked on one side after he had struck Yang Sen but before he could pull his arm back.

The dust that rose up from his punch gave Young Master Nan the creeps.

He was even better now than when he had beat him up.

What about next time?

Last time, his bruises lasted over half a month. Next time, he'd need to be hospitalized!

Suddenly, Young Master Nan's knees buckled.