Male Lead's Canon Fodder Wife novel Chapter 61

Seeing the other person’s face, Li Chenmo frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Li Chenmo, if it wasn’t for you, Lu Jueyu should be my wife now! You should call off the engagement, or I won’t be polite to you!"

Hearing this, Li Chenmo’s face darkened, and said with a sneer, "With your little capability, you dare to threaten me?"

The other person showed the rod on his hand and said, "You are just a cripple! How dare you ruin my good things? Lu Jueyu is my woman!"

Duakh! Crack!

As soon as he finished speaking, a punch hit him in the face, making a loud noise. With just one punch, he was sent flying several meters away, hit the table in the living room, and then fell to the ground.

"Cough!" He spat out a mouthful of blood together with his two front teeth. His nose was broken by the punch and crooked.

"Ah!" Before he could react, Li Chenmo stepped on his chest and looked at him coldly from above.

"Yang Lichao, you better watch your words. If you dare to call her name with your dirty mouth again, I will definitely make you regret being born!" Li Chenmo said through gritted teeth.

As he spoke, he slowly increased the strength of his legs. He looked at Yang Lichao who was struggling desperately and wanted to break free from him. When Li Chenmo remembered that this bastard was the one who plotted against Lu Jueyu before, his anger became more intense, and he stepped on Yang Lichao’s chest harder.

"If not because of you, Jueyu wouldn’t have to endure those malicious rumors for two years. But, I should thank you. If it wasn’t for you, she wouldn’t have gotten engaged to me and become my wife." Li Chenmo let out a chuckle. He looked even scarier than King Yama at the moment.

"Please… Spare me.. I promise I won’t dare again..." Yang Lichao said weakly as he tried to move Li Chenmo’s feet from his chest. He felt that his ribs were about to be broken by Li Chenmo.

CRACK!

"Argh!" Yang Lichao screamed as he felt a severe pain in his chest.

Li Chenmo heard the sound of bones breaking, and reluctantly moved his feet away from Yang Lichao’s chest. He looked at Yang Lichao who was curled up on the ground with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Yang Lichao crawled towards the door as if he had been pardoned. Li Chenmo stood at the door, watching him climb to the fence and slowly climb out. After Yang Lichao left, he went to get a rag to clean up the blood on the ground. After he was done, he took out a brazier and lit the charcoal. _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}