Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“You c*nt, are you backing off now because you know you’ve hurt me so much? Are you really a fan or not?! All my other fans are just dying to get this opportunity, but you avoid it like the plague and hit me like crazy!”
“Bah! You really opened my eyes about famous artists. You can’t judge a book by its cover. Your deceitfulness is sickening!”
Lu Zhaoyang glared at him as she pressed “110” on her number pad.
“Put down the bottle and I’ll forget about this incident and reporting to the police.”
The truth was, she wanted to stay out of the news as well. If this incident was made public, the Huo family will definitely give her an even harder time.
“Look at what you’ve done to me! How can I just forget about this?”
He continued approaching Lu Zhaoyang. Blood was starting to trickle down to his neck.
“Think carefully! Your reputation is worth more than mine!”
Lu Zhaoyang’s retreat toward the door did not go unnoticed. Suddenly, the man threw the bottle toward her like he had gone mad!
She stepped aside quickly. The bottle landed beside her feet. In the next instant, she heard a loud noise.
Bang!
The door was kicked open. The entire door fell inward. Before she could react, the singer suddenly went down kneeling on the floor.
“Ahh—!”
“Lu Zhaoyang, you’ve done well, now get over here!”
A familiar voice spoke from outside. Huo Yunting stepped into the room. The singer kneeling on the floor had a small Swiss Army knife sticking out of his thigh. Blood was gushing out from the fresh injury.
Lu Zhaoyang promptly went to him. When she reached him, he pulled her into an embrace.
“How—How are you here?” She gripped tightly onto her phone. Behind her, the man was screaming in pain.
“What do you think?” Huo Yunting threw a quick glance at her. She did really well, hurting the other man like that.
He studied Lu Zhaoyang for a moment longer to check for injuries.
“Why did you not call me? Do you think the police will be faster, or me?”
“I…”
“Sister Zhaoyang!” Lin Yazhi carefully entered the room. “Thank goodness you’re alright!”
Lu Zhaoyang tossed her colleague’s bag to her. “I’m fine. Everything is alright now. Let’s go.”
Lin Yazhi looked stricken. She also saw how close the two of them were to each other and could not help imagining a number of ridiculous scenarios.
“It’s all my fault! I was hanging out with someone else. I never thought that this b*stard was so garbage! I’ll be more careful in choosing my idols from now on! I swear!”
Lin Yazhi was furious. She glared at the man in pain on the ground and said, “President, we can’t let anyone else fall victim to this trash!”
“I’ll take care of it.”
Huo Yunting still had his eyes on Lu Zhaoyang. Suddenly, he bent down and picked her up, bridal-carry style.
She instinctively put her arms around his neck for support. “Yazhi can still see us…”
What would people think of them in this position?
“There’s nothing to be worried about. My sister just had a scare, it’s only natural for her brother to bring you to safety.” Huo Yunting smiled without a care. “I must say that I am impressed by your skills. Looks like our case of domestic violence has its uses. It is good practice.”
“You’re right. I may have to practice more often to prepare myself in future.”
“Okay, I agree.”
“…” Lu Zhaoyang was speechless against Huo Yunting’s shameless reply.
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