Maybe in the next second, the youthful girl was going to wither.
Bang—
A figure went flying and slid a few meters across the ground. A hand dropped weakly to the ground, obviously broken.
The girl’s jet-black eyelashes were thick and teardrops hung to them. The wind swept up her high ponytail. Her hair was messy, and under her feet, the ground was covered in black-suited men. She was like a murderer stepping away from a massacre.
She slowly looked at Yan Zezheng and curved her eyes, still looking pure and harmless.
Yan Zezheng stopped wiping his glasses calmly. His contemptuous smile froze on the corners of his lips, looking weird and ugly.
Everything happened too quickly. Before he even noticed her movement, the girl was in front of him.
Her empty and misty eyes had a sense of bloodlust as though something had awoken inside of her.
“Now, it’s your turn…”
She clenched her fists, gathered all her strength, and ruthlessly aimed for Yan Zezheng’s face.
The next second, under everyone’s shocked gazes, a big palm suddenly appeared, caught her fist, and gently pulled her into his embrace.
His voice was low and dotingly understanding.
“Shh…”
He covered her eyes with his palm and quietly comforted her. “Be good, okay?”
The girl’s back stiffened. As she breathed in the man’s cold scent, she slowly relaxed.
She lifted her head and the bloodlust in her eyes slowly faded, revealing a sense of confusion. “Gege?”
Huo Yunque lowered his eyes slightly. “Yes, I’m here.”
These simple words immediately brought Song Yaoyao’s grievances to the surface.
She cried out loud and pounced into the man’s arms.
Pointing back in an aggrieved manner, she said, “Gege! They hit me! Huhuhu, look at my hand…”
Huo Yunque grabbed her hand. The back of it was red and swollen like a bun.
Ripples formed in his eyes, but his expression remained calm.
He lowered his head slightly and gently blew on it.
“Be good.”
He hugged the crying girl and slowly approached Yan Zezheng. All of a sudden, a cracking sound gave everyone goosebumps. Huo Yunque paused.
He looked down. The hand under his foot was broken.
He thought for a moment and furrowed his brows. “Sorry, I didn’t look where I was walking.”
He was gentlemanly and polite.
But, a second later, there was the sound of breaking bones again.
Great. This time, the man was beyond saving, unless a doctor had the ability to piece the bone fragments back together like a puzzle.
The parents and students were shocked.
They then fell speechless.
Was this the same girl that was throwing kicks and punches powerfully just a moment ago?
Why was she crying in such a pitiful manner?
She even claimed that she was the one that was hit?!
Shen Xun licked the blood from the corner of his lips. It was the first time he had seen Song Yaoyao pounce into someone’s arms without hesitation and cry.
Gege?
So…this is him?
Back when Song Jingwan first received news of the fight, Huo Yunque was already on his way.
They simply arrived one after the other.
When she stepped on the stairs, she noticed a familiar figure.
The man chuckled, as usual, in a warm and casual tone.
“Hello, Mr. Yan.”
Yan Zezheng was shocked. “Mr. Huo, you and her…”
“My child is a little naughty. I’m sorry,” Huo Yunque glanced down and laughed. “But I have a business deal to discuss with you. I wonder if you’re interested.”
Discuss business? Here?
Everyone was shocked and scared. They were shocked because they didn’t understand what the man was thinking. And they were scared because…
This man was the aloof Mr. Huo who barely appeared in public…