Shen Wanqing delivered a heavy slap, leaving five finger marks on Tang Yanqi’s face. Tang Yanqi glanced coldly at Shen Wanqing: "Dad? Does he even count? It’s all just a matter of interests, so what’s the point of exchanging pleasantries? Mrs. Tang, aren’t you afraid I’ll go in there and anger him into a fit?"
Tang Yanqi sneered coldly, approaching Shen Wanqing: "Kneeling to apologize? Sorry, I won’t do that, but I’m very good at infuriating people. Mrs. Tang, would you like to give it a try?"
Shen Wanqing was infuriated by Tang Yanqi, raised her hand to slap her again. This time, Tang Yanqi didn’t let her succeed. She grabbed Shen Wanqing’s wrist, stopping her, and calmly gave her a cold look, then released Shen Wanqing’s hand and turned to walk out.
The attitude of the Tang Family towards her was something Tang Yanqi had long grown used to. She was already too tired to spar with them, but ever since she saw her mother’s bracelet bequeathed to her on Shen Wanqing’s hand at the Tang Group, and watched it break into pieces, Tang Yanqi’s suppressed rage erupted completely.
Now if the Tang Family doesn’t provoke her, that’s fine, but if they do, they shouldn’t blame her for not being polite.
Tang Yanqi turned and left. She had just reached the stairway when a force came from behind her. Shen Wanqing, having lost her mind in anger against her, loathed Tang Yanqi; her existence was the greatest insult to Shen Wanqing. Now, being choked by Tang Yanqi and unable to respond, how could she not be enraged?
Watching Tang Yanqi reach the stairway, Shen Wanqing impulsively reached out and pushed her down.
Tang Yanqi was light and couldn’t withstand such force, and being unprepared, her whole center of gravity came loose, sending her tumbling down the stairs. Instinctively, Tang Yanqi protected her head. It took quite a while for her to finally stop, her body afire with pain.
Her head had been injured before, and now hitting it made her completely dizzy. Above her, a sharp voice from Shen Wanqing came: "Oh, didn’t you say you wouldn’t kneel to apologize? What are you doing lying down on the ground now..."
Before Shen Wanqing could finish, her gaze fell on a tall figure rounding from the entrance, causing her face to change completely.
Tang Yanqi felt utterly dizzy, paying no attention to the situation around her. Struggling to get up, she supported herself on her arms. In the next instant, she was suddenly picked up horizontally.
Dazedly blinking open her eyes, Tang Yanqi saw Sheng Jianan’s iron face.
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This thought flashed through her chaotic mind, followed immediately by his familiar voice at her ear: "Lean on me."
It wasn’t very gentle, but the voice carried strength, mingled with Sheng Jianan’s anger, yet it brought Tang Yanqi an unusual sense of reassurance.
For an instant, Tang Yanqi was as docile as a lamb. Whatever he said, she did.
Her dizzy head leaned against Sheng Jianan’s chest, listening to his heartbeat, and an unprecedented sense of security flooded through her.
Sheng Jianan lowered his head to glance at the woman in his arms. He had come with her to the Tang Family; he had merely been delayed for a moment by a call from the hospital. How came, upon entering, he witnessed her tumbling miserably down the stairs?
In that moment, Sheng Jianan felt a murderous impulse. This was the Tang Family, her home; how could the esteemed young lady of the Tang Family roll down the stairs without anyone coming to help her?