Unexpectedly, Fang Youzhen swung her hand, and with a "slap," she hit Eldest Young Master Wang directly on the face.
"Mingyang Academy is where my father invested his heart and silver. I won’t allow anyone here to bully the weak. What position do you claim to stop me? Get lost!"
Eldest Young Master Wang covered his face with one hand, his eyes full of shock.
"How dare you hit me?!" His servant immediately surrounded him.
Fang Youzhen lifted her chin: "So what if I hit you? I don’t know you well in private, nor are we friends. Please address me as Eldest Miss Fang!"
Just as Wang Xuanwen was about to charge over with fists and kicks, the followers hurriedly held him back!
The servants whispered urgently, "Young Master, the Old Master says we can’t go hard against the Fang family right now!"
Wang Xuanwen’s eyes were red with rage!
He had grown up being pampered by his parents, with the maids in the mansion all serving him.
It was the first time he got hit by a woman!
The Eldest Young Master Wang spat on the ground.
He looked at Fang Youzhen with a vengeful gaze.
"You act so unreasonable now, just wait until you marry me, you’ll have plenty of times to cry then!"
Fang Youzhen couldn’t be bothered with this rascal.
She turned around and saw Bai Yaoyu’s dark eyes focused intensely on her.
Fang Youzhen became anxious.
She had been helping to stall for so long, why hadn’t he run?
"If you keep standing here foolishly, Little Jing will be bullied by them today!"
Fang Youzhen tried to push him.
Bai Yaoyu pressed his thin lips together, seeing the anxiety in her eyes, he expressed a simple truth.
"Someone will stand up for my sister, you don’t have to worry."
Bai Zhi’er reached out her two small, soft arms, her big eyes sparkling without a hint of tension or fear.
Instead, her pearl-like dark eyes glowed brightly.
"Sister Youzhen, hug~ hug Zhi’er~"
The name sounded somewhat familiar to some noble family members present.
They seemed to have heard it somewhere before.
The servants around Wang Xuanwen were kneading shoulders and massaging legs for him.
One of the servants said suspiciously, "Young Master, I seem to remember Second Old Master mentioned once, that Princess Cui Cuo’s name is Zhi’er, right?"
Wang Xuanwen was in a fit of anger.
He picked up a fan and smacked the servant heavily.
"She’s a princess? Your brain must be broken! If she were a real princess, she wouldn’t be led by Bai Yaoyu, but carried by the Emperor! Fool!"
Over there Fang Youzhen was holding Bai Zhi’er.
The little one smelled sweet of milk, with a round, chubby little face.
She wrapped her little hand around Fang Youzhen’s shoulder expertly.
The way Sister Youzhen protected her was so cool!
Master noticed the little one was smug, and a trace of malice flashed in his eyes.
The Emperor was coming, so he didn’t have time to deal with this girl now!
Just as he wondered why the Emperor hadn’t come in yet.
The little one in Fang Youzhen’s arms turned her head to the door and sweetly said—
"Daddy, you heard it all, can come in now!"
A black boot first came into everyone’s view, followed by the robes embroidered with flying dragons on a vermilion background.
Looking further up, Bai Xilie’s tall and sturdy figure exuded a powerful and dominant aura.
His hair was tied up with a gold-plated Dragon Crown, his sharp brows and cold eyes accentuated an intimidating look of dominance.
Gao Qianqian thought she caught a mistake of Bai Zhi’er.
Raised her voice to accuse: "What audacity you have, you even dare to call the Emperor daddy!"
Bai Zhi’er blinked her long lashes, looking at her as if she were an idiot.
"Isn’t it possible that he really is my daddy?"