Chapter 113 Do you know who I am? Are you tired of living?
Nan Xia glanced at him, laughed, and suddenly grabbed a shard of porcelain from the side and held it to his neck. "I think you're the one who's courting death!"
The old man glanced down at the shards on her neck and was a little scared. However, she looked like a weak woman; how could she dare to actually slit her own throat?
He grinned wickedly, then suddenly grabbed her hand and shoved it against his neck. "Come on, try cutting it if you dare! Go ahead!"
Nan Xia narrowed her eyes, grabbed another shard with her other hand, and swiftly and fiercely stabbed it into his fat face!
"Ah...!!" The man covered his face and screamed like a pig being slaughtered. It didn't hurt much when the vase hit his head earlier, but now it really hurt.
His face, smeared with blood, looked even more ferocious. He grabbed her delicate, fair neck, his grip tightening with rage. Suddenly, the guest room door was kicked open.
"Bang!!!"
Song Yanzhi looked at the man who was choking her, without saying a word. His gaze first fell on the woman's swollen face, then moved to the man's violent hand. His pupils seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, so cold that it could seep into his bones.
He walked over slowly, his steps unhurried, each step firm and steady. The sound of his leather shoes hitting the ground was exceptionally clear in the quiet room, as if it were striking at one's heart.
"..." Standing at the door, Madam Song was stunned by the scene inside. Fortunately, she arrived in time. If something had really happened to that girl, her son would have hated her to death.
The old man was somewhat frightened as he watched the man approaching with heavy strides, emanating a terrifying aura.
However, I am a person of status, so he certainly wouldn't dare to do anything to me.
He held the woman tightly, giving her a cold warning:
"Hmph, you're here to rescue her? Do you know who I am? You're tired of living, aren't you? I'll give you three seconds to get out of here!"
Otherwise, I'll crush her to death!
"Your hand." Song Yanzhi's voice wasn't loud, but it was like it was covered in ice shards, carrying a chill as it fell into the air. "Take it away."
The old man looked at him, his fingers unconsciously loosening. Nan Xia took the opportunity to inhale a breath of cold air, and coughed intermittently.
Song Yanzhi stepped forward, grabbed the old man's wrist, and tightened his grip suddenly. The coldness in his eyes almost froze the hand.
"Ouch... Ouch... Let go... I was wrong, you can take this woman with you!"
The old man, seeing the unfathomable coldness in his eyes, became truly frightened. His wrist was almost broken by the grip, and he quickly begged for mercy.
"..." Madam Song looked at her son and felt a chill run down her spine. He was actually so angry because of that woman.
Song Yanzhi let go, then suddenly punched the old man in the other clean side of his face, sending two teeth flying out as he fell to the ground.
"Cripple his legs." He turned slightly and gave the cold order to the bodyguards outside.
"Yes, Second Young Master." Immediately, two bodyguards entered.
Song Yanzhi pulled the woman up from the ground. Looking at her swollen face, he frowned slightly and led her out first.
The bodyguard closed the guest room door to avoid disturbing other guests.
Looking at this man, Nan Xia felt an uncontrollable warmth in her heart... No, no, she couldn't let her heart be with him anymore...
He probably only saved me because I was his ex-girlfriend.
"Does Attorney Nan have any other injuries?" Mrs. Song asked her.
"No." She hadn't expected her to come looking for her too. This Mrs. Song seemed quite nice. She glanced at the dozen or so bodyguards in the corridor. Were they Mrs. Song's men?
Why were they so obedient to Song Yanzhi just now?
Did you just call him Second Young Master?
"Let's go to my room and rest for a while." Madam Song led the way. Her room was on a higher floor, a luxurious suite, which represented her more distinguished status.
Song Yanzhi did not refuse and pulled her to follow behind her mother.
"No need, I'll just find somewhere to sit." They'd only just met and weren't close, so Nanxia didn't like to bother others.
“It’s inconvenient for you to go to crowded places like this,” Madam Song said, glancing back at her. She felt very conflicted about Nanxia, and it was hard to blame her.
It's my son's problem.
Nan Xia didn't refuse again. She glanced at the man beside her and asked in confusion, "Why did those bodyguards call you Second Young Master just now?"
Song Yanzhi paused for a moment, then explained, "I have worked with Madam Song for many years, and the people around her all know me."
"Oh." She nodded, then found it strange. "Why aren't you angry that I stole your client this time? Humph, if it were before, you would have definitely stolen my client."
"Who says I won't steal your clients?" Since she insists on stealing her clients, then I might as well do it, so she won't suspect anything.
"Get lost." Nan Xia glanced at him, snorted coldly, and shook off his hand.
Listening to the bickering between the two behind her, Madam Song began to understand why her son liked her.
Other girls would only try to please him and swoon over him, but Nan Xia didn't take him seriously and could even compete with him in the workplace.
My son has always been arrogant; he likes intelligent people.
If she wanted to reconcile with him, she would have pursued him within two years already. Why would she have dragged it out for so long?
In the corridor behind them—
Seeing Nan Xia and Song Yanzhi holding hands, Lin Yi quickly took out her phone, ready to take a picture, but then saw Nan Xia suddenly shake off Song Lu's hand.
"Damn it, I almost got the shot!" Her face darkened.
"They should stay on this ship until tomorrow, there should still be a chance..."
What angered her most was that not only did she fail to teach Nanxia a lesson, but Madam Song became even more concerned about her! She even came to see her in person.
Suddenly, she heard a pig-like scream coming from the old man's guest room, his face full of anger, "Hmph... useless thing, he deserves to be taught a lesson."
"If Song Lu had slept with other women, someone as proud and arrogant as her probably wouldn't forgive him, right?" Lin Yi's lips curled slightly.
Lin Yi also really wanted to sleep with that man. She often secretly called his name at night, thinking of his handsome and aloof face, and masturbated...
But she didn't dare to actually hurt him.
If he fails, he will definitely kick him out!
"No rush, let's get rid of that Nan Xia first, then find a way to become Song Lu's woman... I don't want to get rid of her before I do!" she muttered to herself.
We went upstairs to Mrs. Song's luxurious large guest room.
The waiter quickly brought ice, which Song Yanzhi wrapped in a towel and placed on her face. Nan Xia pressed the towel against her face herself.
"I can do it myself."
Seeing the old man's disgusting bloodstains on her clothes, Madam Song went to her wardrobe and took out a custom-made, high-end white dress, giving it to her:
"Go change your clothes, they're dirty."
“…Thank you.” Nan Xia was grateful. She hadn’t expected that Madam Song, who seemed aloof and unapproachable, was actually very kind-hearted.
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