Chapter 339
“Anyone standing on the land of China must abide by China’s rules,” Xu Ke replied coldly upon hearing Xu Jiahui’s words to Lin Mengyao.
During the reply, Xu Ke didn’t pause his actions at all. Taking advantage of Xu Jiahui’s outburst, which distracted the two people she was ordering around, Xu Ke seized the moment, kicking A Gu and punching the fair-skinned man, successfully pushing them both back a step.
The three who were entangled just moments ago suddenly separated.
A Gu clutched his stomach while the fair-skinned man held his shoulder. At this moment, their looks at Xu Ke no longer carried disdain, but instead were filled with wariness and scrutiny.
“Slap!”
“Slap!”
Xu Jiahui raised her hand and walked up to the two bodyguards, giving each a resounding slap.
“Useless, you’re all useless, can’t even handle one person,” Xu Jiahui’s eyes showed undisguised killing intent as they swept toward Xu Ke.
But this didn’t stop those around her from pointing and whispering.
When the conflict first broke out, a crowd had already gathered. The national trait of loving spectacles had people standing steadfastly, facing the risk of getting involved. Initially, they thought it was a love triangle scene, but soon realized the three didn’t know each other. Xu Jiahui’s earlier declaration of being non-Chinese had instantly plummeted her likability among the onlookers, seeing her now slap people just because her subordinates lost to Xu Ke drove them to openly discuss her.
“This young lady is quite beautiful, but her temper is awful. Any man who marries her would surely suffer,” commented an older aunt, pointing at Xu Jiahui’s face, thinking she was whispering.
“Such a pretty young girl, and she chooses to dress so revealingly and act so aggressively. She’s clearly a troublemaker and who would dare marry her?” An old lady chimed in after the first one finished speaking.
“Brother, I support you. In our China, breaking the law will land you in jail, no matter what country you’re from,” A young man shouted towards Xu Ke, then turned with pride to Xu Jiahui, who was surrounded, and continued in a louder voice.
“Exactly, if you don’t want to follow our laws, then don’t come here. You’re lucky we’re merciful not to have already beat you for saying such things,” others joined in loudly. As the voices grew louder, Xu Jiahui faced the scene trembling with slight anger.
“Shut up, all of you! You poor people know nothing.” Xu Jiahui forced herself to stand firm and expressionless, unwilling to show any weakness, raising her chin as though it granted her supreme authority, making everyone present insignificant as if they were all beneath her feet.
Some in the crowd were shocked by Xu Jiahui’s pride and demeanor, not daring to take a step forward. But to Xu Ke, she looked like a ridiculous fool; true presence comes from within, not something you pretend to have.
In Xu Ke’s eyes, the aura around Xu Jiahui wasn’t real, just an act, unsupported and untrustworthy.
Others didn’t know this, and under Xu Jiahui’s gaze, slowly began to quiet down. Without anything left to watch, the crowd dispersed significantly, leaving Xu Ke and Lin Mengyao with a path to depart.
“Xu Ke, I don’t feel like shopping anymore, let’s go back. Next time before we go out, remind me to check the calendar properly, or we might keep running into such tiresome people,” Lin Mengyao said, looking once more in Xu Jiahui’s direction, then pulling on Xu Ke’s arm.
Xu Ke agreed without hesitation, which only added to Xu Jiahui’s chagrin. When did a Xu Family young lady ever get treated with disdain? It was utterly insulting, and Xu Jiahui was so enraged her chest heaved with larger breaths.
“Alright,” Xu Ke said gently, ruffling Lin Mengyao’s hair.
“You can’t leave, you must finish shopping today, or I won’t let it slide. Those people I brought can’t beat you, but I have a whole family behind me full of capable people. What does your family have? What gives you the audacity to defy me? Can you handle the consequences of angering me?” Xu Jiahui narrowed her eyes slightly, unapologetically using her family background as a threat. After all, an eagle doesn’t care about an ant crawling on the ground.
“Suit yourself.” Xu Ke’s gaze toward Xu Jiahui turned completely cold, laced with a hint of disdain.
With that, Xu Ke turned and left with Lin Mengyao. Behind him, Xu Jiahui’s angry expression had surprisingly turned red. No one knew Miss Xu Jiahui of the Xu Family had a masochistic streak, finding thrills in submission to power. Xu Ke’s icy, superior gaze and his demonstrated combat ability filled her with excitement.
Just then, her waist felt weak.
The two bodyguards by Xu Jiahui’s side didn’t understand her thoughts, mistaking her flush for anger. They stood close, barely daring to breathe, fearing they would further provoke this miss.
Xu Jiahui stood there until Xu Ke’s figure was out of sight before her flush subsided and her weakened waist regained strength.
“Let’s go, back to the hotel. You two will take punishment upon return,” Xu Jiahui said, her face resuming the Xu Family’s characteristic pride and superiority.
“Yes,” the two bodyguards, shadow-like, followed her silently back to the hotel, not daring to refute her words.
Meanwhile, Xu Ke, who had left with Lin Mengyao, externally appeared calm but began calculating in his heart.
Upon reaching the Xu Family Mansion, Xu Ke softly said to Lin Mengyao, “You go rest in the room for a while, I have something to discuss with Wenhao.”
“Okay,” Lin Mengyao nodded obediently, not inquiring why Xu Ke needed to talk to Sheng Wenhao.
“I’ll wait for you at home, come back soon.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely be back before dinner.”