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The President's Wife from the Beggars' Sect

The President's Wife from the Beggars' Sect

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The only female leader of the Beggars' Sect, Qian Feiyu, was a rich beauty externally, but a woman bandit internally. Accidentally set up by someone, she was unexpectedly transported into the 21st century, becoming the unloved wife of a tycoon. Henceforth, the cabbage transformed into a fearless dominant woman! Is her sister-in-law supercilious? She retorts right back. Mother-in-law being difficult all the time? She isn't the type to be bullied! Teasing green tea bitches trying to steal her man? Qian Feiyu directly kicks in the tycoon's ornate door, slapping down a divorce agreement! She thought divorce would be a breeze, but unexpectedly, the legendary icy and inhumane boss calmly pulled her into his arms, took off her exclusive designer heels that she kicked off, rubbed her feet while patting someone's infuriated head, "Although the madam is skilled in martial arts, she should not harm her own body." His warm and generous hand enveloped hers, his eyes as bright as obsidian only mirrored her, "My heart only has you forever." Damn, who is this person that takes every opportunity to confess love every now and then?!
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Qian Feiyu strode down the alleyway, a small bag of silver idly swaying in her hand.

Humming a quiet tune to herself, she meandered along the street, casually enjoying the day.

Suddenly, a throng of people swarmed out from an upcoming turn.

One, two, three...eleven!

In a moment, they surrounded Qian Feiyu.

Her eyes wide open, she turned them towards the man at the head of the group, an intense glare of anger sparking within their depths.

"Zhou Hai, what do you want?" she asked.

With a sinister smile spreading across his face, the plump form of Zhou Hai shuffled one step forward, his fat cheeks piled so high you could barely see his eyes.

What a sore sight to behold!

Turning her head away, Qian Feiyu didn’t want to stare at him for fear of retching.

With a hint of disdain in her voice, she stated, "So, are we going to fight?"

Zhou Hai squinted his beady eyes and stared at Qian Feiyu, threat looming in his voice, "Qian Feiyu, I didn't want to have to annihilate you, but you insisted on competing with me for the position of Gang Leader."

"Bah," Qian Feiyu spat, contemptuously spared him a glance.

"The Beggar Gang's Leader is elected by its members. If you're incompetent, why blame me?"

That's right, Qian Feiyu was the current Vice Leader of the Beggar Gang, while Zhou Hai was the other Vice Leader.

Recently, the head of the sect was getting old. In the election for the new leader, she and Zhou Hai were both candidates.

In terms of ability, means and talent... Qian Feiyu was streets ahead of Zhou Hai.

Without a doubt, Qian Feiyu with overwhelming votes crushed Zhou Hai and became the newly elected leader of the Beggar's Sect.

However, right after she took charge, Zhou Hai came with his crew ready for a fight. Qian Feiyu, of course, had no reason to back down.

She hooked the silken pouch onto her waist, brandished her weapon and wiped her nose with her thumb.

Looking defiantly at the crowd, she said, "Come at me all at once, don't waste my time."

A crowd of men, being look down upon by a woman, naturally were infuriated, especially Zhou Hai, who was always overwhelmed by Qian Feiyu in the sect.

At this moment, angered by Qian Feiyu's provocation, a murder intent flickering in his eyes, he shouted at the crowd, "Kill her."

Immediately, over a dozen people rushed towards Qian Feiyu.

Qian Feiyu manoeuvred cleverly among the crowd, a fist straight ahead and then a kick spinning backward, her speed almost incomparable.

Within ten minutes, some were down on all fours, some were lying flat, in all kinds of hilarious poses.

Qian Feiyu high above, looking down at the people around her, her gaze finally fell on Zhou Hai. She slowly walked toward him.

Zhou Hai, scared, his complexion turned pale. He backed away, his heart shrinking at the sight of Qian Feiyu coming forward like a hellish killing deity.

Trembling, he stated, "Qian Feiyu, don't mess around, I..."

Ignoring his expression, Qian Feiyu stopped in front of him. Her lips curled up, and her ice-cold voice was as ruthless as Yama, the God of Death.

"You'll either die today or live half-dead. You've caused me trouble time and again, Zhou Hai, I have exhausted my patience with you."

With these words, a slim leg lifted slightly and landed on Zhou Hai's chubby body. With a forceful grind, there was a sound of 'crack', indicating the breaking of the bones.

Zhou Hai felt a sudden contraction in his organs due to the intense pain, his face turned pale, and with a roll of his eyes, he fainted out of agony.

Qian Feiyu retracted her leg, examining the men around her for a while.

The men, scared witless, started begging, "Deputy gang leader, we understand our mistake. It was Zhou Hai; he forced us; we won't do it again, please spare us, we dare not."

The others echoed, "Yes, it was Zhou Hai who instigated us. Deputy gang leader, we won't dare anymore, please spare us."

"Pathetic."

Qian Feiyu gave them a disdainful look, too lazy to quarrel with them, she turned around and walked away.

They were only after money, did they think Qian Feiyu's money was that easy to acquire? That too required a life at stake.

To be such worthless men, even as a woman, she felt embarrassed for them.

Having successfully dealt with the men, Qian Feiyu happily returned home, thinking now she could sleep without a care in the world.

In the middle of the night, Qian Feiyu was lying in bed, her long and smooth legs casually hanging over the bed's edge. In her sleep, she rolled over, and with a 'thump' sound, she rolled off the bed, hitting the back of her head on the floor. A buzzing sound filled Qian Feiyu's head, and she blacked out.