1170 Prove It With Action

She made that joke, and now she needed to deal with it!

"No, no, no, I'm a woman! I didn't lie to you about that!" Lin Wenwen hurriedly said to Dong Lijia.

Looking at Dong Lijia who was almost overwhelmed with rage, Lin Wenwen was a little worried. If the boy convinced himself to believe that the one who was living in Dong Xinxin's body was a man, he would spend every single day trying to make Lin Wenwen agree to marry Dong Xinxin. What would Lin Wenwen do if that happened?

Once she went back to the future, Dong Xinxin and her family might not have anything to do with her anymore. However, she would still stay in the past for a few months. She would be annoyed to death by Dong Lijia!

"How are you gonna prove that?" Dong Lijia glared at her and said through clenched teeth.

"Prove what?" Mr. Dong's voice was heard before Lin Wenwen answered the question. The two of them turned together to see the big-bellied Mr. Dong standing not far away, looking at them.

Dong Lijia turned and gave Lin Wenwen a glance, then suddenly realized how weird their current posture would seem to his father. So, he quickly let go of Lin Wenwen and made a step backward.

"Ah, n-nothing. Dad, we want to talk to you!" He, of course, couldn't tell his father that someone else was living in Dong Xinxin's body. He needed to keep that secret, even if he didn't need Lin Wenwen's help.

His father might burst in rage like he did if he knew that a man was wearing Xinxin's skin.

"Is it about what you mentioned earlier today? Come here!" Mr. Dong gave them each a glance, then turned and walked toward his study room. Lin Wenwen hurriedly stepped to the side the create a distance from Dong Lijia. Following behind her, the other made a threatening gesture toward her.

In Mr. Dong's study room, Mr. Dong sat on an armchair and pointed at the couch, signalling for the two to sit down.

The rich man had a huge study room. A wall of that hundred square meters study room was occupied by bookcases, before which was a long, luxurious desk. On the other side of the room was a costly sofa set. The room was also decorated with some famous art pieces and expensive handcraft works.

"Tell me, what secret have you been keeping from us? Xinxin suddenly decided to lose weight and Jiajia is acting secretively too." As the two sat down, Mr. Dong asked them curiously.

The two glanced at each other. Dong Lijia had anger in his eyes when he looked at Lin Wenwen. He pointed at her, then turned and said to his father, "She said that in two months and twenty-five days, the world is going to end! Ask her!"

Lin Wenwen wasn't preparing for that. That was not what they agreed to. Why did he suddenly pass the buck to her? Was it because of what happened just now?

"What? Jiajia, what did you say? Say it again," Mr. Dong looked at Dong Lijia with disbelief, as if he had heard something very ridiculous. He had no idea why Dong Lijia suddenly said something like that.

"She said that," Dong Lijia pointed at Lin Wenwen and said, "Dad, ask her about it! Ask her!"

After saying that, he folded his arms and turned away his face.

Lin Wenwen gave a glance at the stubborn Dong Lijia, then quietly turned to look at Mr. Dong.

"It's true. It'll happen on the night of September 1st. The whole world will change. On the morning of September 2nd, the world will fall into chaos. Ninety percent of all people will turn into mindless walking dead," she said to Mr. Dong seriously.

Mr. Dong looked at her the way people look at a psychotic patient.

"Jiajia, has some weird organization been harassing your sister recently?" Mr. Dong turned to Dong Lijia after hearing what Lin Wenwen said.

"No," Dong Lijia snorted and said.

"Do you really believe what she said?" Dong Xinxin pointed at Dong Xinxin and said confusedly.

Dong Lijia thought for a second, then abruptly stood up and crooked his finger toward Lin Wenwen, "Come on, let's fight." He walked to the middle of the room while speaking.

On hearing what he said, Mr. Dong slapped on the desk and glared at him angrily as he shouted, "Stop this! Are you gonna hit your sister?"

Dong Lijia was startled by his father's angry voice. He flinched, but said determinedly, "You don't know who's gonna hit whom yet!"

"Aren't you coming?" He glared at Lin Wenwen and continued.

Lin Wenwen didn't know what to say. The boy really wanted to fight her, the way boys fought each other.

In order to convince Mr. Dong, she had no choice but to fight the battle. "Alright," she said, "D-dad, just watch us. You'll know if what I said is true."

While speaking, she stood up as well. Calling a strange man 'Dad' felt weird. However, in order to keep her real identity secret, she had to do that.

Mr. Dong watched her stand up with surprise. She wasn't really going to fight her brother, was she?

He turned to Dong Lijia and found the boy showing no sign of taking a step back. On the contrary, he seemed to be a little angry. Why was he angry?

"Ah!" Dong Lijia launched a punch without hesitation once Lin Wenwen found a firm footing.

"Wait…" Mr. Dong tried to stop him without thinking. He was so shocked by the aggressiveness that his son was showing that his face even twisted. However, before his voice faded, he saw his fat daughter nimbly turn her body, raise an arm, and grasp Dong Lijia's fist. After that, she turned around and gave him a kick.

Thud! "Ouch!" Mr. Dong watched Lin Wenwen throw Dong Lijia to the floor, acting like it was an easy thing to do.

"Again!" Dong Lijia got up and charged at Lin Wenwen again as he swung his fist at her face. He believed that Lin Wenwen was able to dodge that punch. Also, even if he did hit her face, it wouldn't be her sister suffering the pain anyway. That punch was not going to ruin her face.

Lin Wenwen stayed perfectly calm. She slightly tilted her head, then swiftly reached out and hit Dong Lijia's elbow with her knuckles, then poked her fingers into his armpit.

"Ou…" Dong Lijia twitched his face in the pain as if something had smashed the tip of his toe. He bent over and hopped to the side, unable to stop moaning.

Lin Wenwen clapped her hands, then turned to Mr. Dong and said, "Did you see that? If you know about your daughter, you should know that she's not capable of that."

Mr. Dong closed his gaped mouth, then started looking at Lin Wenwen from head to toe with both surprise and doubts. He was not a young boy anymore. As a man who founded a public company from nothing, he had surely experienced a lot.

There was a chance that his son was only staging a show just now, but her daughter's excellent combat skill and quick reaction couldn't be explained. After all, his daughter had never learned wrestling or martial arts.

"W-who are you?"