She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Beatrice clenched her fists and roared, "Get up!"

Feng Yuncheng vaguely heard Beatrice's shout. His hand, which was hanging on the cushion, moved with great effort. Gradually, he began to regain his vigor.

Feng Yuncheng blinked and gritted his teeth as he tried his best to stand up again.

He struggled to turn over, but before he could stand up, he fell down again.

Feng Yuncheng refused to accept his fate and tried again. This time, before Feng Yuncheng could stand up, his collar was grabbed tightly by a pair of hands covered in scars and calluses.

Those hands weren't as delicate as a woman's. They were scrawny, and every finger was filled with strength.

These should be a man's hands.

But they belonged to Beatrice.

Beatrice grabbed Feng Yuncheng's collar and pulled him up from the ground with brute force. She glared at Feng Yuncheng with bloodshot eyes and roared with a ferocious expression, "Who do you think you are to me?! Do you think I have to be grateful to you and respond to you just because you like me?!"

Beatrice, who had lost her mind, still forgot about the agreement before the battle. She punched Feng Yuncheng's face, and half of his face instantly swelled up.

Feng Yuncheng narrowed his injured eyes and vaguely saw Beatrice's tear-stained face. He felt heartbroken.

His own body hurt, and his heart ached for Beatrice.

"You said you like me." Beatrice grabbed Feng Yuncheng's neck with one hand. She roared at him, "What do you like about me? My voluptuous and sexy body? My beautiful face? Or my power?!"

Feng Yuncheng's throat was grabbed by her, so he couldn't speak at all.

Beatrice grabbed Feng Yuncheng's neck and threw him against the wall.

Feng Yuncheng landed on the ground along the wall. His body was curled up at the bottom of the wall while trembling. He opened his mouth and coughed in pain.

When Yu Huang and the others saw this scene, they couldn't help but close their eyes.

This was Feng Yuncheng's pursuit. As long as Feng Yuncheng didn't stop or beg for mercy, no one had the right to press the pause button for him.

Mo Yuelou stood in the crowd and watched this scene in silence. He slowly closed his eyes and sighed silently.

He knew that no matter how many years had passed, Beatrice would never forget that past. Everyone knew that the princess of the Divine Moon Empire was a devastatingly beautiful woman, but who knew that Beatrice hated her perfect feminine appearance the most?

She dreamed of becoming a man!

When Beatrice heard Feng Yuncheng's cough, she gragually regained her senses. She stared at the man who was lying at the foot of the wall and coughing in pain. She slowly calmed down.

Beatrice said in a low voice, "I'm sorry. I lost control."

She turned to leave.

But at this moment, a faint and almost inaudible voice sounded from the corner of the wall—

"There are… two punches left…"

"Your Highness, you… you can't leave. You still… still owe me two punches…"

When Beatrice heard this, her legs felt so heavy that she couldn't lift them.

She slowly turned around and lowered her eyes to look at the bottom of the wall. She saw Feng Yuncheng pressing his hands against the wall and leaving bloody handprints on the white wall.

The bloody hand prints rose higher and higher, and the owner of the hand finally succeeded in standing up.

Feng Yuncheng leaned against the wall. His left cheek was so swollen that he couldn't even see things clearly. He could only use all his strength to open his right eye to look at Beatrice.

"Your Highness, I can still stand." After a pause, Feng Yuncheng continued, "Continue."

Beatrice clenched her fists and her throat kept moving, but she couldn't raise her leg.

He had a feeling that something would change when he raised his foot.

At this moment, Mo Yuelou said, "Beatrice, you promised her, so you can't go back on your word."

The other students also said, "That's right, Beatrice. He has already been punched eight times. There are only two more punches left. You can't go back on your words."

Beatrice's lips quivered. She stared at Feng Yuncheng's swollen face and saw his determined and regretful gaze. Her heart felt as if it was being burned. It hurt and burned.

Beatrice suddenly felt afraid.

She didn't have the courage to approach that person anymore. She had a feeling that once she got close, she would never be able to leave.

Perhaps realizing Beatrice's fear, Feng Yuncheng suddenly said, "Your Highness, are you planning to be a coward? Your Highness said that you only like the strong and hate the weak the most. Is Your Highness planning to become the kind of person you hate the most?"

"Shut up!" Beatrice finally spoke.

She took a small step forward with her right leg. With this move, she suddenly regained control of her body.

Beatrice strode towards Feng Yuncheng. She stared at the stubborn Feng Yuncheng and said, "Feng Yuncheng, you're so stubborn!" With that, Beatrice's ninth punch landed on Feng Yuncheng's chest!

Blood immediately flowed from the corner of Feng Yuncheng's mouth. His back slid down the wall and brushed against the blood mark on the wall.

Sitting on the ground, Feng Yuncheng said while bleeding from the corner of his lips, "There's only… one last punch left. Your… Your Highness, don't be anxious. I… I can still… continue." He turned his body to use the wall to climb up, but the wall was too smooth.

Feng Yuncheng tried it once, twice, three times…

The white wall near the foot of the wall was covered in blood, but Feng Yuncheng still couldn't stand up.

He was just short of the last punch.

The last punch!

Feng Yuncheng saw that Beatrice hadn't left. He carefully reached out and grabbed her pants.

The material of the sweatpants was soft and not easy to grab. He felt the fabric of the pants slip from his hand over and over again, but he couldn't grab it. Feng Yuncheng felt despair.

He was clearly just short of the last punch…

He was unwilling to accept this!

Beatrice stood rooted to the ground and allowed Feng Yuncheng to grab her pants again and again. She could clearly feel that Feng Yuncheng was getting weaker and weaker, and his back, which was kneeling on the ground, was getting more and more hunched.

He had really reached his limit.

He had already used all his strength.

Feng Yuncheng was completely exhausted. He didn't even have the strength to raise his hand again. Feng Yuncheng was unwilling, but he could only accept his fate. He felt his fingers slip off the smooth cloth again, and his heart was filled with despair.

But just as the hands were about to fall, a powerful palm suddenly grabbed his fingers tightly.

Feng Yuncheng was stunned.

He raised his head with great effort and met Beatrice's eyes.

So Her Highness had caught him.

"You have to listen to me obediently in the future." Beatrice bent down and pinched Feng Yuncheng's chin with her right hand so that his head wouldn't hang down.

Feng Yuncheng's eyes shone brightly, like moonlight.

The moon wouldn't belong to her, but this moonlight belonged to her.

Beatrice wiped the blood from the corner of Feng Yuncheng's mouth with her finger. She said, "You can only kiss me if I allow you to kiss me. You can only hug me if I allow you to hug me. If I say no, you can't force me. If I say stop, you can't continue."

"If you can do it, I'll allow you to be my boyfriend."

The good news was too unexpected!

Feng Yuncheng finally understood what it meant to be overjoyed.

He didn't know where the energy came from, but he held Beatrice's hand tightly and couldn't help but laugh. His face looked distorted and funny.

"Your Highness, I can do it!"