"Slap – Slap – Slap –"
Allen’s slapping never stopped.
Yin Xiangyu was beyond words, only able to let out helpless whimpers.
An Mingji lifted his foot and walked towards Gu Jin, his every move exuding elegance, making him the most beautiful sight in the chaotic scene.
The crowd inside the hotel couldn’t help but be drawn out again to watch.
Yu Shuo and Jiang Hanyi saw An Mingji appear, both revealing expressions of shock.
They knew An Mingji had gone to Italy. He had returned a few tis but left in a hurry each ti, and they hadn’t seen him.
This was the first ti in a year they saw him again.
The once young boy had grown a lot; both his gradually matured face and his aura, commanding respect without anger, were both unfamiliar and familiar at once.
Standing by Gu Jin, Yu Shuo and Jiang Hanyi greeted, "Young Master An."
An Mingji looked at them, nodding reservedly, then his eyes settled on Gu Jin standing before him.
He lifted his long, jade-like hand and gently tucked behind her ear a strand of hair that had been plastered to her cheek by the rain when she got out of the car.
A gentle, pleasant voice ca from his mouth, "There’s no need for you to handle this personally, let Allen and the others take care of it for you, Ah Jin."
Gu Jin let out a deep, frustrated breath.
Seeing her disciple being bullied stirred an uncontrollable anger within her.
Regardless of how it started or why the Yin Family got involved, the fact was these people bullied her disciple.
Since they bullied her disciple, it was only right for her to personally fight back.
Seeing Gu Jin remain silent, An Mingji lifted his gaze, casting a cold glance at Yin Xiangyu.
Allen was still restraining her, slapping her face one blow after another.
Yin Xiangyu’s face was already red and swollen, covered with obvious marks from the slaps.
An Mingji said in a flat voice, "Allen."
Upon hearing him, Allen quickly stopped and released Yin Xiangyu.
But he didn’t leave, instead waiting for the Young Master’s next order.
Yin Xiangyu couldn’t stomach being humiliated like this.
Ignoring her disheveled state, she charged at Allen like a madwoman.
Just as she was about to reach Allen and prepare to strike, her body was kicked into the air.
Allen would show her no rcy, using his full strength with his kick.
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
Yin Xiangyu’s body collided with the large English-style pillar of the hotel, then slowly slid to the ground.
Her body lay twisted in an extrely embarrassing posture on the floor.
Witnessing this, An Mingji held Gu Jin’s hand and walked step by step towards Yin Xiangyu.
He stood condescendingly before Yin Xiangyu, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
His indifferent eyes glowed with a deep hue, yet his voice was as gentle as water, "You just asked who she is; now let tell you, her na is Gu Jin."
Yin Xiangyu clutched her abdon with both hands, feeling as if her insides had been displaced.
A lodious, low voice reached her ears, causing her head to tremble as she looked up.
The first thing she saw was a face as delicate as a painting, both calm and intimidating.
On that refined face, the eyes, brimming with aloofness and malice, held Yin Xiangyu in place, rendering her speechless.
She even found it hard to breathe under the pressure of an overwhelmingly powerful aura.
Seeing her fearful expression, An Mingji’s face revealed a satisfied look.
He continued, "This woman is not soone you can touch, rember that."
These words served as a declaration of sovereignty to everyone around.
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