Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

Although Yi Chuhong's gaze was subtle, it did not escape He Qiang's notice.

He Qiang knew that Leng Yanran's vicious group of best friends had been breached.

The first step in the plan to win over the entire group of girlfriends was a success.

"Yi Chuhong, I don't care at all about the humiliation you and Leng Yanran hurled at me."

After He Qiang finished his denunciation, his tone softened, and he appeared dejected, perfectly showcasing the pain and helplessness of an injured man.

He understands all too well the saintly hearts of these fake female-oriented writers.

If you appropriately show your vulnerability and suffering, they will most of the time care about you with great concern.

The reason is simple: that's just how female-oriented content is designed.

The original owner was never cared for by his girlfriends because he never said anything, he was like a block of wood, and he didn't even know how to put on a pitiful act.

If you want to succeed in the female-oriented online community, what you need most is tears. As long as you cry sadly enough, women will flock to you.

It's really inexplicable...

"I am a man, and when it comes to women, especially beautiful and intelligent women like you..."

"I am very tolerant."

He Qiang looked at Yi Chuhong with a wry smile and began to put on his acting skills.

"But what I can't tolerate is—"

He Qiang suddenly raised his voice, stood up abruptly, stared intently at Yi Chuhong, and his facial muscles twitched.

"Leng Yanran brings all sorts of strange men home every day, treating me, her legal husband, like I'm dead!"

"But I love her so much, what can I do?"

He Qiang sighed deeply, covered his face with his hand, and slumped onto the sofa. His shoulders trembled slightly; he appeared to be crying, but in reality—

He was actually peeking at the system panel.

He Qiang just hit Yi Chuhong and got another attribute point.

This time, he added points to his intelligence stat.

He Qiang's basic intelligence is average; at just over ninety, he can barely be considered a normal person.

But now with the system's stat allocation, the future potential... wow, just thinking about it is exciting.

"He Qiang... I'm sorry."

Seeing He Qiang's pained expression, Yi Chuhong couldn't help but feel guilty. She clenched her fingers and whispered a sentence.

He Qiang lowered his hand, looked at her, and shook his head.

"It's not your fault, you don't need to apologize."

He Qiang sighed deeply, his gaze falling on the cup of tea on the coffee table that had gone cold, and he began to adopt a melancholic persona.

"I just feel... loving someone is so hard."

"For the sake of loving her, I am willing to tolerate and forgive."

"She insulted me, and I tolerated it."

"She hit me, and I endured it."

"She's my wife, and I've tolerated it because she won't sleep with me."

He Qiang paused, his voice trembling slightly.

"Her group of girlfriends, including you, Yi Chuhong, have humiliated and ridiculed me in every way, calling me a gigolo and a good-for-nothing, and I've endured it all."

"But what did I get in return?"

He Qiang suddenly looked up at Yi Chuhong, his eyes red and his expression agitated.

"All I got in return was her increasing arrogance, indulgence, and recklessness!"

"You do the math yourself, how many men has she been with over the years?"

"I've been scarred all over because of my love for her!"

"I'm already covered in wounds, Yi Chuhong, do you even know that?"

"I can't take it anymore!"

"I can't take it anymore, you know that?"

With tears welling up in his eyes, He Qiang couldn't help but stand up and punch himself in the chest.

"Yi Chuhong, do you know? It hurts so much here, it really hurts..."

"But you can't feel it, and you'll never care about my feelings."

He Qiang shook his head helplessly, smiled bitterly, and sat back on the sofa, feeling as if his soul had been ripped out.

"I have a heart, I have lungs, I have feelings!"

Why are you doing this to me?

"What did I do wrong?"

"Just because I love her, am I breaking a divine law and destined to be executed by slow slicing?"

"Tell me, tell me!"

He Qiang roared, grabbed Yi Chuhong's wrist, pulled her in front of him, and stared at her with bloodshot eyes.

The original owner's humility and pain resonated with He Qiang at this moment.

He Qiang was truly heartbroken; his acting was superb.

Tears blurred He Qiang's vision, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Yi Chuhong was pulled forward by He Qiang and almost fell into his arms.

She did not struggle.

She looked at He Qiang's red eyes, tear stains on his face, and trembling shoulders...

She was indeed heartbroken.

Her lips moved, and her expression slowly changed from initial panic to understanding and empathy.

"He Qiang...you've really suffered, I'm sorry..."

She looked at He Qiang with deep emotion, her eyes filled with a foolish sincerity.

He Qiang did not stop performing.

He released her wrist, buried his face in his palms, and stopped looking at her.

"I'm sorry... I startled you."

"You can go now, I'm fine."

"I just feel so miserable and wanted to talk to someone. Thank you for listening to me, thank you, really, thank you so much..."

I covered my face and curled up on the sofa, wallowing in self-pity.

The living room was quiet for a few seconds.

Then He Qiang felt a soft, warm hand gently rest on his shoulder.

Yi Chuhong squatted down in front of He Qiang.

"He Qiang, don't cry."

She spoke softly, raising her hand to wipe away He Qiang's tears.

I understand how you feel.

"Yanran was indeed wrong in these matters."

"We, all of us best friends, including Xiao Mingluan, Bai Fengxian, and myself, were also at fault for hurting you..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, filled with remorse.

"Chu Hong, it's so bitter, I'm really suffering!"

He Qiang looked at her, his nose tingled, and he couldn't help but hug her, burying his face in her shoulder and crying like a child.

Yi Chuhong froze, instinctively wanting to push him away, but after thinking about it, she stopped.

She simply couldn't bear to push away such a heartbroken person...

She gently hugged He Qiang, patted his back softly, and comforted him gently.

"Okay, okay... don't be sad."

"I know everything. I know all your grievances."

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to help you."

He Qiang leaned on her shoulder, his voice muffled.

"Chu Hong, do you know?"

"I feel very cold, like I'm living in an ice cellar every day."

"The whole world is against me... I feel like living is so hard."

Yi Chuhong paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "I understand. You are indeed having a hard time, but you must be strong and not give up on yourself easily."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "Although I wasn't good to you before, I can truly understand what you're saying."

She stepped back slightly, looked into He Qiang's eyes, and said earnestly, "I will help you persuade Yanran to treat you better in the future."

"The things we did to you before... were our mistakes, and I apologize to you."

"I'm sorry, He Qiang, I'm so sorry..."

Her expression was filled with guilt.

He Qiang looked up at her, his eyes filled with regret and helplessness.

"Chu Hong, you are so kind."

"If Leng Yanran were even half as good as you, I'd be thanking my lucky stars."

Yi Chuhong was stunned for a moment.

She probably didn't expect He Qiang to compare her to Leng Yanran.

And she even won the competition.

This made her ears turn slightly red.

She had always felt that Leng Yanran was the most dazzling one in her group of girlfriends, and that she herself was always a step behind.

But now, Leng Yanran's "official husband" has said it himself: "You're better than her"...

This sugar-coated bullet hit her right where her vanity was most itchy.

She lowered her eyes, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Upon seeing this, He Qiang's heart stirred once again.

The woman seemed genuinely moved, and the atmosphere was just right...

He lowered his head and slowly moved closer to her lips.

The lips touched smoothly, a wet and soft patch.

Yi Chuhong was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was going on.

Then, she subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked it.

Then she suddenly woke up and quickly pushed He Qiang away.

"He Qiang! Are you crazy? What are you doing?"

She took two steps back, her chest heaving violently, her face flushed red.

Seeing her flustered state, He Qiang did not chase after her.

He lowered his head and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"Chu Hong, Leng Yanran doesn't treat me like a human being. All she gives me is indifference and harshness..."

He looked up at her, his face full of pitifulness.

"Are you just like her, unwilling to offer me even a little warmth?"

Yi Chuhong's eyes darted around, her lips moved, and after a long while, she finally managed to squeeze out a sentence:

"I... I can give you warmth... but what we're doing is stealing, having an affair."

"You, you're her husband, you can't betray her."

"hehe."

He Qiang gave a wry smile.

"I can't let her down, but has she done right by me?"

Yi Chuhong opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but couldn't utter a single word.

She fell silent.

He Qiang sighed and didn't press her any further.

The intelligence points I just added weren't for nothing.

He Qiang knew very well that pressing too hard would only allow his prey to escape.

Skilled hunters lure their prey into their traps on their own.

If he wants to win over Yi Chuhong, he can't rush things. He has to take it one step at a time, making her willing and taking the initiative to pursue him.

That's how things are between men and women; once you start, you'll start again. If you've already kissed today, who knows how far things will progress next time?

He Qiang wasn't in a hurry; he had plenty of time and the mood to play along with these hypocrites.

"Fine, if you don't want to, then forget it."

He Qiang waved his hand with a wry smile and took a step back, but the disappointment on his face was very obvious.

"Since you look down on me anyway, I never intended to do anything with you in the first place."

"I don't!"

Yi Chuhong blurted it out almost without thinking.

She took half a step forward and explained urgently, "I don't look down on you! I genuinely want to help you—"

"Alright then."

He Qiang looked up at her.

"I don't want you to do anything difficult. Just play along with me in a play."

Yi Chuhong asked curiously, "Acting?"

"Yes, it's just acting, but it doesn't have to be too complicated. You just need to pretend to be close to me and let me take a few photos to post on my WeChat Moments."

He Qiang took out his phone and waved it at her.

"I want to provoke Leng Yanran and see how she reacts."

Yi Chuhong frowned, somewhat hesitant: "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? Will Yanran be angry if she finds out?"

"Don't worry, it's just a camera trick; there won't be any real contact," He Qiang explained to her. "After filming, you can take the surveillance video from the scene so you can explain the truth to Leng Yanran later."

She hesitated for a few more seconds before finally nodding.

The photo shoot went smoothly.

He Qiang stood behind her, about ten centimeters away, and together they made a peace sign at the camera.

Then she tilted her head and pouted as if to kiss him, and He Qiang also tilted his head and pretended to kiss her, but they didn't even touch a single hair.

Four photos, done in five minutes.

He Qiang sent her the photos in a package, and also downloaded the surveillance video from earlier and sent her a copy.

Yi Chuhong watched the video, and the footage was clear, proving that there was no actual contact between them.

She breathed a sigh of relief and put her phone back in her bag.

"Then I'm leaving."

She glanced back at He Qiang as she reached the door.

"He Qiang... take good care of yourself and don't think too much."

"Mm." He Qiang smiled at her. "Thank you, Chu Hong. You are truly the best woman in the world."

She didn't say anything more, but the corners of her mouth curved up, and her eyes crinkled, giving her a sweet smile.

He Qiang stood at the living room door, watching her leave.

A smile also curved his lips, a typical Dragon King's smile, tinged with a hint of coldness.

Yi Chuhong.

One of the core members of Leng Yanran's vicious best friend group.

She is neither the first nor the last.

Xiao Mingluan.

Bai Fengxian.

Qin Hongyan.

Those damned women, none of them can escape.

He Qiang turned around and walked back to the living room, opened the book "Criminal Law", and his eyes fell on a few articles.

Article 201: Tax evasion...

Article 384: Embezzlement...

Article 294: Money laundering related to organized crime...

Each one is enough to give those dog women a hard time.

Yi Chuhong is the financial director of the Leng Group.

She was not only his target, but also a fuse, with a series of time bombs following behind!

He Qiang was confident that as long as he could win over Yi Chuhong, he could easily control the entire group of girlfriends, including Leng Yanran, who would all have to bow down to him.

I closed my eyes slightly and opened the system panel.

Target: Yi Chuhong;

Gender: Female;

Age: 26 years old;

Appearance: 94 points;

Body type: 95 points;

Current favorability rating: 45;

This is a new feature unlocked by the system after your Intelligence Points exceed 90.

You can view the attributes and favorability of a specific target.

Yi Chuhong currently has a favorability rating of only 45 points towards herself.

This level of goodwill is far from enough to warrant a romantic relationship, let alone enough to make her wholeheartedly trust me.

But this is already very good.

After all, when she stormed into the villa with a baseball bat, her opinion of He Qiang was still negative.

It is quite remarkable that a negative result could be turned into a positive one in just one hour.

He Qiang wasn't in a hurry.

There is ample time, both horizontally and vertically.

Then take your time playing.

One must eat one bite at a time, and repay blood debts one by one.

Mad Dog Fist He Qiang's comeback has begun.