"What?"
Upon hearing Shen Lang's words, Wang Yunchuan's expression changed.
He never imagined that this brat Shen Lang was still fixated on the annulment of their engagement.
And judging by his demeanor, if the engagement wasn't broken off tonight, he wouldn't let it go.
"Shen Lang, you bumpkin, how is my Wang Yuyan not good enough for you that you want to break off the engagement yourself?"
While Wang Yunchuan didn't know how to respond, the white-clothed maiden behind him, her eyes blazing with anger, stepped forward and questioned Shen Lang fiercely.
"Wang Yuyan?"
It was at this moment that Shen Lang noticed the existence of the white-clothed girl.
She was clad in snow-white attire, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, and her beauty was unparalleled.
Her eyes were like the spring well of a celestial lake, brimming with spiritual essence, making her appear like an ethereal immortal from a painting, detached from worldly dust.
"In this world... there are such beautiful girls?"
This was the first time Shen Lang had seen such a beautiful girl. His eyes widened instantly, and he froze in place.
Suddenly, Shen Lang remembered that the white-clothed girl before him was the same person as the photograph hanging on the wall of the Wang family villa.
However, in person, she was even more beautiful, youthful, and spirited than in the photograph.
"You... you are Wang Yuyan?"
Hearing the white-clothed girl introduce herself, Shen Lang asked with a bewildered expression.
"That's right, I am Miss Wang Yuyan."
The white-clothed girl said, hands on her hips, her face filled with anger.
"Your grandpa."
Upon hearing this, Shen Lang's demeanor instantly shifted. He put on a sarcastic tone and said, "Wang Yuyan is less than 1.2 meters tall, weighs a whopping 380 pounds, her face is covered in pockmarks and stubble, she's a veritable freak of nature. How are you anything like her?"
Speaking of which, Shen Lang looked at Wang Yunchuan with growing anger and said, "Wang Yunchuan, you're despicable! To trick me, you actually hired a girl and had her undergo plastic surgery, making her look exactly like the girl in the composite photo on your wall."
"Hmph, you've deceived me time and again. Do you really take me, Shen Lang, for an idiot?"
After speaking, Shen Lang strode up to Wang Yuyan, extended his hand, pinched her cheek, and lightly squeezed it a few times, commenting, "The texture is very good. The plastic surgery looks as natural as if she was born this way. It must have cost a lot of money."
"However, a fake is still a fake. You want to pass off a fake as the real thing and make me obediently accept this plastic surgery monster? No way."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Wang Yuyan was utterly enraged.
She was naturally blessed with stunning beauty that envied countless people. She had never imagined that one day she would be accused of having plastic surgery, and even be considered undesirable.
Wang Yuyan glared fiercely at Shen Lang, then her right hand moved uncontrollably, throwing a punch at Shen Lang.
Despite Wang Yuyan's pure and captivating appearance, her punch carried a surprisingly fierce momentum.
"Oh, you're a Sanda practitioner too?"
When Wang Yuyan attacked, Shen Lang immediately recognized her skill.
Wang Yuyan had practiced Sanda, and for at least three years, achieving some level of proficiency.
However, her Sanda was only effective against petty thugs. It was utterly insufficient against Shen Lang, who was 1.9 meters tall, as sturdy as a wall, and a master of martial arts.
As Wang Yuyan's fist was halfway to its target, Shen Lang raised his right hand and directly grabbed her delicate fist. No matter how hard Wang Yuyan struggled, she couldn't budge him even slightly.
"Just a weak question, can you even get your hands done with plastic surgery now?"
Shen Lang held Wang Yuyan's fist, which felt as comfortable as holding a piece of warm, smooth, fine mutton-fat jade. He said to Wang Yuyan, "This hand is very smooth. Where did you get it done?"
"Get lost, die!"
Wang Yuyan was completely explosive with rage. She quickly lifted her right leg and kicked Shen Lang.
"Bang!"
Wang Yuyan's kick landed heavily on Shen Lang's lower abdomen, forcing Shen Lang to release her hand and stumble backward, exclaiming in pain, "Ah, no, it's broken..."
"Little Shen, what's broken?"
Hearing this, Wang Yunchuan looked shocked and asked.
Shen Lang patted the dust off his clothes with his right hand, pointed at Wang Yuyan, and said, "Her lower leg is broken."
"Ah—"
As soon as Shen Lang finished speaking, Wang Yuyan let out a scream.
"Yuyan... what's wrong?"
Hearing Wang Yuyan's scream, Wang Yunchuan hurried forward to check on her.
Wang Yuyan said in pain, "Grandpa, my leg is broken..."
"How is that possible..."
Wang Yunchuan looked at his granddaughter in disbelief, "Little Shen didn't even fight back just now..."
Wang Yunchuan had already witnessed Shen Lang's terrifying martial prowess. But it was true that he hadn't made a move against Wang Yuyan.
Therefore, he couldn't understand how Wang Yuyan's leg was broken.
Wang Yuyan, in agony, said, "Grandpa, he didn't strike, but his body seemed to be encased in steel, and it broke my leg."
Although Wang Yuyan had practiced Sanda for a few years, she was not yet a martial artist. She didn't know that the "steel-like" layer she spoke of on Shen Lang's body was called protective Qi.
Because Shen Lang practiced the "Innate Protective Qi," any attack on his body would be repelled by the protective Qi.
Fortunately, Shen Lang had withdrawn his power quickly, otherwise, Wang Yuyan would have been injured even more severely.
"Remember this next time, don't kick people randomly."
Although Shen Lang was angry that Wang Yunchuan had found a girl to undergo plastic surgery to impersonate his fiancée, he didn't let the fake "Wang Yuyan" suffer in pain.
Shen Lang slowly knelt down in front of the fake "Wang Yuyan," grasped her lower leg, and with a gentle shake, reconnected the bone without causing any pain.
"I'm... alright?"
Wang Yuyan felt the pain in her leg disappear instantly and exclaimed in shock.
She never expected that this bumpkin Shen Lang not only possessed monstrous martial power but also knew medicine.
However, after the shock, Wang Yuyan noticed Shen Lang holding her lower leg, a commendable smile on his face, "This leg... is also very good... almost as good as Ma Xiaoling's."
"Bumpkin, let go of my leg."
Wang Yuyan wanted to kick Shen Lang away, but remembering the painful lesson from before, she dared not make a move and could only yell angrily.
"What's with the anger? It's just a pair of artificially constructed legs, what's there to be angry about."
Facing Wang Yuyan's fury, Shen Lang released her leg, saying with disdain, "Do you think you're really Ma Xiaoling?"
"Bastard—"
Hearing this, Wang Yuyan was so furious that she turned and left.
"Yuyan..."
Seeing Wang Yuyan leave, Wang Yunchuan called out and followed her.
"As expected, she's a fake. Once exposed, she couldn't keep up the pretense anymore. Hmph, trying to trick me? Not yet."
Watching their retreating figures, Shen Lang smirked triumphantly.
However, after his triumph, Shen Lang quickly felt foolish.
This was such a good opportunity to break off the engagement. He should have seized it. It was such a pity to have missed it.