Mo Chengyu was horrified by Fu Tingyu's revelation. "Brother Yu, does your wife know how infatuated you are with her?"
Fu Tingyu sneered. "Does your future wife know how promiscuous you are?"
For some inexplicable reason, Mo Chengyu felt a film of cold sweat form on his back. "... So what if she finds out? What's she to do?"
"I heard that your future wife has returned from abroad. Apparently, she's a ninth dan black belt in Muay Thai. Auntie seems to have arranged quite a formidable wife for you." Fu Tingyu sized up Mo Chengyu and what he found made him laugh. "Someone like you is not even worthy of a sparring partner."
Mo Chengyu studied his body with a critical eye. Though he was not skinny, he was not exactly muscular either. His chest and abdominals were lined with faint muscles that weren't obvious to the naked eye.
