Jiang Tingxu tugged at her clothes and readjusted the equipment that Mo Boyuan had forced her to put on.
"Can we begin now?" Jiang Tingxu asked.
"Of course!"
"Are you going to wear this?"
Mo Boyuan was stunned by his wife's question. A little later, a mischievous smile appeared on his face. Then, he burst into laughter.
"I don't need it!" He replied.
As long as his opponent was not a boxing king like Tyson, Mo Boyuan would never take it seriously, not to mention the person who was going to fight with him was his beloved wife.
Mo Boyuan only wanted to have some fun. In his opinion, there was not even going to be a fight.
How could Jiang Tingxu ignore the overconfidence in Mo Boyuan's tone of voice?
"Whatever!"
Jiang Tingxu was already prepared for the fight, while the man in front of her looked nonchalant about what was going on. He even seemed to be smiling.
"Why is he so confident?" Jiang Tingxu wondered.
