( ) Chapter 1090: Stepson As soon as the words fell from her lips, Wang Dapao hadn’t quite recovered. Before he could react, Wang Shiyu’s sturdy, assertive little foot launched straight toward his manhood, aiming a powerful kick. It was clear that if the kick landed solidly, it would surely render him incapacitated. Though Wang Shiyu’s leg movement was lightning-fast, Wang Dapao wasn’t an easy target. Though he hadn’t anticipated the sudden assault, he had maintained a deliberate distance from her throughout the prolonged period of being dominated—especially after she’d pushed him away. Most importantly, he had always remained on high alert for her sudden, unexpected moves. When Wang Shiyu’s swift, lightning-fast kick came, Wang Dapao instinctively stepped back two paces, narrowly avoiding the kick charged with her fury. “Shiyu,” he said, “please don’t move yet. Are you really serious about having me speak up about this? Do you really want the entire school to know?” After avoiding Wang Shiyu's kick, Wang Dapao immediately ducked behind a tree, revealing only half his head and shouting softly. He truly couldn't believe it—how could a delicate, flower-like girl like Wang Shiyu possibly overlook such a thing? Wang Dabao, today, has truly been cursed with bad luck for eight lifetimes. Not only did he fail to successfully secure Wang Shiyu, but he was instead given a stern lesson by this quietly poised girl—so severe that he still feels a pounding headache. With the lovely girl out of his arms, he can no longer endure the beatings. Thus, Wang Dabao continues to exert his influence, hoping that Wang Shiyu will feel some restraint and grant him a reprieve. This plan is indeed sound. Yet, at this moment, Wang Shiyu has transformed into a truly furious female leopard, completely ignoring Wang Dabao’s threats. With a single step, she charges straight toward him and delivers a powerful kick aimed at his exposed forehead. After sprinting through the woods for a while, Wang Shiyu's forehead glistened with a fine layer of sweat as she gasped and shouted at Wang Dapao, "If you utter one more word, even if you run all the way to the ends of the earth, I'll tear your mouth off!" Wang Dapao's face changed instantly; he sighed inwardly, having expected a pleasant encounter, only to find himself in this predicament. With Wang Shiyu's agility, he simply couldn't afford to provoke her anymore. "Shiyu, please stop chasing me. Just give me a moment to speak with you," Wang Dapao said, his eyes wide with anxiety as she drew closer. Though he didn't want to keep running, he knew the old saying: "You can run the monk, but you can't run the temple." And besides, they were classmates—there was no way he could evade her now. From the scene in the small grove earlier, it was clear that Wang Shiyu had the courage to publicly beat him up in front of the entire class. Rather than face embarrassment in front of her peers, he preferred to seize this moment when everyone was absent and quietly negotiate a private resolution. "If that's really the case, I'm not running—I'll just have you beat me up to vent your frustration." With these words, Wang Dapao actually made Wang Shiyu pause, giving him a puzzled, searching look. "Then what do you want from me?" Yet in her heart, she was thinking: even if I really beat you up, you'll still know about the things that have happened between me and Lu Yun. Wang Dapao scratched his head. "Honestly, it's not much. Just pretend nothing ever happened. I didn't see anything in class. From now on, we can still be classmates, right?" "What?" Wang Shiyu instantly widened her captivating eyes. Was this man talking in his sleep? Had he just confessed those things to her in the small grove? Now he wanted to settle everything quietly—how incredibly generous was that? She huffed, glaring at Wang Dabao. "There's no way!" Yet, while Wang Shiyu managed to keep the matter between her and Lu Yun from being revealed by Wang Dabao, if she truly followed exactly what Wang Dabao suggested, she would feel profoundly unbalanced inside. Watching Wang Shiyu standing there silent, Wang Dabao softly continued, "Shiyu, don't you see that we don't have any deep grievances between us? All this has been a misunderstanding. I simply didn't know my own worth—thinking that a toad wanted to eat the flesh of a swan. You've already fought with me and scolded me, so surely some of that frustration should have eased by now." Wang Shiyu suddenly lifted her gaze, fixing it on Wang Dabao, and after a long pause, said, "I'll forgive you, but I don't think it'll be that easy to simply brush this matter aside." Upon hearing that Wang Shiyu's tone had begun to show signs of concession, Wang Dabao immediately smiled and said, "Then, how shall I go about it so that you feel satisfied?"