C71 (1/2)

Could it be that this had something to do with his father? Murong Xuan guessed that although Murong Batian had humiliated him in front of Jiang Liu'er, blood was thicker than water. In the end, his father had listened to him and taught Jiang Liu'er a lesson?

He didn't know if his guess was right or not, but the facts before him showed that his guess was at least eighty percent correct.

Seeing that Murong Xuan remained silent for a long time, Yang Xiaotong thought that this matter really had something to do with Murong Xuan. She slapped him.

”Pa!” A crisp slap landed on Murong Xuan's face, stunning him. He looked up at Yang Xiaotong, who was biting her lips and glaring at him. He was speechless.

”Murong Xuan, I thought you and Jiang Liu'er just had a bad relationship, but who would've thought you were so despicable that you wouldn't even let your friends around him go. Murong Xuan, I thought we wouldn't be together, or at least that we would have some form of friendship, but now I can see your true face clearly. I was really blind and thought you were a good person.”

Yang Xiaodong suddenly shouted hysterically at Mu Rong Xuan. She had thought that it was because of him. Reality gave her a tight slap which made it hard for her to breathe.

Yang Xiaodong's angry roar made Murong Batian, who was on the bed, react. His fingers moved again and again, but unfortunately, no one noticed the two of them glaring at each other.

”Yang Xiaodong, do you know what you're doing? Are you going to fight against me for a river?”

Murong Xuan gritted his teeth. He could clearly feel the burning sensation on his face. The person she liked actually came and hit him for another man. What did he do wrong? Why did things turn out like this?

”Yang Xiaodong, Jiang Liu'er is just a poor student, a dog that anyone can ride on his head, what is it worth for you to like and what is it worth for you to protect him? When did you, Yang Xiaodong, become such a lowly person?”

Every word Murong Xuan said stabbed Yang Xiaodong's heart. She raised her hand, but the palm landed on his face. Murong Xuan didn't expect his anger to hit Yang Xiaodong. He quickly let go, but it was already too late.

”You bastard, when did I ever teach you to hit a woman!”

Murong Batian was woken up by the sound in the room. When he opened his eyes, he saw the two people arguing on the bed. He wanted to speak, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't utter a sound.

Murong Xuan was shocked by the sudden voice. He looked over and realized that his father had woken up. He quickly walked over to Murong Batian.

”F * ck off, laozi doesn't have an uneducated son like you.”

Murong Batian's anger towards Murong Xuan was partly because Mu Rong Xuan had beaten up a woman, and partly because the one who was beaten up was Yang Xiaodong.

If the Yang family knew that his own son had beaten their family's daughter, the Yang family, who loved Yang Xiaodong so dearly, would no longer have any relationship with the Mu Rong family in this lifetime. If the Mu Rong family lost such a powerful partner, how could they survive in such a competitive market?

Murong Xuan didn't think that Murong Batian would say such a thing. He didn't commit such a heinous crime, did he? There was no need to get so angry!

”Old man, did you lie down for too long? Something must have gone wrong with your head.”

Murong Xuan stretched out his hand to touch Murong Batian's head. Was he mad from the fever? But Murong Batian suddenly sat up from the bed and slapped Murong Xuan's face.

Murong Batian had done hard work for the rest of his life. In addition to the thickness of the grown man's palm and his own strength, this slap on Murong's face caused stars to appear in his eyes. A bloody taste came from his mouth and blood started to flow out of his nose.

Since he was young, it was common for him to fight against Murong Batian. Sometimes, Murong Batian would be thoroughly angered by him, but never had Murong Batian ever made a move against him.

Murong Xuan looked at Murong Batian, who was panting heavily beside the bed. He turned his head, slammed the door, and ran out.

Only Yang Xiaodong and Murong Batian were left in the room. She slowly walked to the bedside and pulled out the pillow behind Murong Batian so that he could sit comfortably.