953 Fight! (1/2)

Lin Shiyu's heart skipped a beat. She looked at the robe in the display window, gentleness oozing from her beautiful eyes.

Of course she knew his heart.

Ever since she decided to take the first step forward over to his side, she decided to open her heart up to him and communicate properly with his feelings.

Qiu Cici's face was already twisted with anger and she was mad with jealousy. Even though Young Master had announced that the two of them were getting married, other than the one time at the mall, she hadn't seen him at all.

She didn't look like a bride-to-be at all. She had no wedding dress and no wedding letters. She was practically still single. And now rumors were flying all around Mexico that Young Master was not planning on marrying her at all. She was basically a joke.

Even though everyone was praising her and flattering her on the surface, they were all whispering about her behind her back.

And now even the wedding robe wouldn't fit her and to make matters worse, it had been tailored to Lin Shiyu's measurements. Everyone could guess what the Young Master was thinking.

”Stop dreaming, the person the Young Master wants to marry is me!” Qiu Cici hissed angrily as she clenched her fists tight.

Tang Mo'er raised her beautiful brows. ”You may have to shrink your breasts down first if you want to marry him.”

”You!” Qiu Cici was so angry she was about to vomit blood. She couldn't take it anymore and rushed towards Lin Shiyu with her sleeves rolled up. ”You vixen, I've wanted to teach you a lesson ever since we met in the mall the last time! What are you people still looking at? Remember how the bodyguards slapped you guys last time? It's your turn to beat these two to death!”

Her cronies were immediately motivated by her words. They exchanged a few looks and rushed forward.

”You two men-seducing sl*ts, things have always been so peaceful within the socialite scene in Mexico, but ever since the two of you arrived, everything has become chaotic. We're going to beat you up so bad you're going to run crying back to your mommies!”

They were about to fight!

Tang Mo'er's eyes flashed, her brows arching coldly. ”Shiyu, are you scared of them? There's two of us and four of them. We need to take two people each.”

Lin Shiyu put her phone on the shelf and smiled lightly. ”I've never been afraid of fighting anyone.”

The two sisters exchanged a smile.

Ten minutes later, a piercing and desperate cry resounded through the room. ”Stop it, it hurts… we admit defeat. Please let us go, stop hitting us…”

Qiu Cici and her three other cronies were sprawled on the floor. Their makeup was all ruined and their bodies were full of wounds. They were crying miserably and looked utterly pathetic.

Lin Shiyu was pulling hard on Qiu Cici's hair. ”How obedient. You're not the only one who was itching to teach someone a lesson the last time. I wanted to teach you one as well.”

Qiu Cici only sobbed miserably.

Tang Mo'er was sitting on one of her cronies. ”How dare you even try to bully the two of us? We'll show you who's going back crying to their mommies!”

Qui Cici still didn't speak.

She suddenly stood up. ”Someone, help! Help us!”

As Qiu Cici was the rich daughter of the Qiu Family, bodyguards accompanied her wherever she went. In fact, they were standing outside guarding the stairs right now. The moment she shrieked, a few black-clad bodyguards ran in swiftly.

But they had only taken a step before a small hand reached over and caught hold of their shoulders, pulling them back. One bodyguard fell and rolled down the stairs.

The few other bodyguards fell and rolled down the stairs after him.

The banquet hall was below. Gentlemen in suits and ladies in dresses were all making jovial conversation with glasses on wine in their hands, a picture of elegance. The sudden events made a few of them scream in fear.

The banquet hall quickly fell into uproar.

—-”What's happening? Why were there people rolling down the stairs?”

—-”What was that sound coming from upstairs? I think I can hear someone crying.”

Fu Qinglun and Gu Mohan were standing under the bright lights of the main hall, talking to the guests. The two of them stood tall and dignified, already the main focus of the entire room.