C3 Break My Legs and Throw Me out

Bai Xinyan turned to look at Huo Yinyao, her delicate eyebrows knitting together as she said, "Oh, come on, don't talk! Can't you read the room?"

Huo Yinyao's mouth twitched so hard it looked like his face might fall apart. "..."

"Xiner, get out! Just get out!" Lin Yuerong was beyond furious, her face twisted beyond recognition.

"Get out?!" Bai Xinyan's big eyes scanned Lin Yuerong from head to toe, her lips smacking together before she retorted, "Why should I leave? I came here to snag a man, didn't get one, so why should I go?"

"You!" Lin Yuerong was seething, her anger boiling over as she raised her hand to slap Bai Xinyan hard across the face.

"Smack—"

The crisp sound of the slap echoed as Bai Xinyan's honey-toned face turned to the side, a fierce red mark instantly appearing on her cheek.

Bai Xinyan bit her lip, turning her face back to Lin Yuerong. At that moment, Lin Yuerong still had her arm raised, the slap never actually landing.

Bai Xinyan's long, curled lashes fluttered as her gaze shifted to the slender old man beside Lin Yuerong. Her big eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp glint of cold light flashing in their depths.

"Someone, get in here!"

Huo Hongyuan glared at Bai Xinyan, his frail hand gripping a cane and jabbing it fiercely at the floor. "Break her legs and throw her out!"

Who did this wild girl think she was, daring to ruin his plans?

At his command, the security guards stepped forward, ready to carry out his orders. But just as they were about to act, the man in the wheelchair raised a long, elegant hand, lightly coughing into his fist.

"Cough, cough—"

The guards paused at the sound, exchanging confused glances. They didn’t understand why the Ninth Master was intervening now.

Huo Hongyuan looked at Huo Yinyao, who had his fist to his lips, and frowned, clearly not expecting this turn of events.

"Useless! Get on with it!" Huo Hongyuan tightened his grip on the dragon-headed cane, tapping it on the floor twice more. He ordered the guards and signaled the butler with a glance.

The butler moved forward, ready to act, but Huo Yinyao turned his head slightly, his deep, cold eyes fixing on him. This made the guards and the butler freeze in their tracks.

The Ninth Master’s message was clear: the woman was not to be touched.

Sensing the shift in the room, Bai Xinyan, always quick on her feet, turned her head towards Huo Yinyao. Seeing him, she quickly darted to his side, her head slightly bowed, her large, bright eyes filled with helplessness and pleading. "Yao, look at them!"

"Brother?!"

Yinyao's forehead vein throbbed intensely.

"Who are you calling brother? Don't be... shameless!"

Bai Xinyan didn't care how Yinyao was cursing her in his mind. She continued to play the innocent little lamb. "Everyone's picking on me, and you won't even stand up for me. All my care for you was for nothing!"

As the saying goes, a rabbit that knows how to turn the tables is a smart rabbit. How could she not seize this moment?

While speaking, Xinyan's pale, delicate fingers reached out softly, hooking onto the man's large hand resting on the armrest.

She tried to pull him up.

However, despite pulling, she couldn't lift him.

Frowning, she gave another tug, but still, he didn't budge.

Xinyan puffed out her cheeks, gritting her teeth, and used all her might to pull him up, her slender arms straining with effort.

It's quite alarming when even a child who can't lift a shoulder or carry a hand shows such determination!

"Ahem—"