Chapter 509
An Ruo’s body slumped, her elbow thunked against the wall as she steadied herself against it.
Ignoring the pain in her elbow, she cast her eyes down and hoarsely apologized to them, “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. Whatever punishment you give me is fine, I have no complaints.”
“You said it yourself!” As soon as Yun Mu finished speaking, she slapped An Ruo hard across the face.
The loud smack made An Ruo feel dizzy.
Her body swayed, but a pair of strong arms caught her just in time.
“Madam Yun, this has nothing to do with An Ruo. If you dare disrespect her again, don’t blame me for being rude!” Tang Yuchen warned her angrily with a cold voice.
An Ruo frowned slightly, unappreciative as she struggled out of his embrace and walked to Yun Mu, bowing respectfully to apologize, “I’m sorry.”
Standing straight, she then turned to Mr. Yun and bowed again, “I’m sorry.”
Mr. Yun snorted coldly, his voice dripping with sarcasm, “Do you think a few apologies will make us forgive you? Let me tell you, if Feiyang doesn’t wake up, I’m willing to risk this old life to see that you receive the punishment you deserve!”
An Ruo hung her head and merely shed tears, showing no anger regardless of how they chose to punish her. She believed she deserved it.
Tang Yuchen pulled her behind him and said coldly to them.
“I repeat, An Ruo has nothing to do with this. If you want to vent, come at me. If something has happened to Yun Feiyang, I will not shirk the compensation, and you are welcome to contact my lawyer anytime.”
“Tang Yuchen, you’ve harmed my daughter, and now my son too, you will not die a good death! Both of you will not die a good death!”
Yun Mu pointed at them furiously and cursed, wishing she could fight them to the death.
Tang Yuchen’s expression abruptly darkened, his whole body emanating a deadly chill.
His eyes narrowed, and he spoke bloodthirstily, “I’ve told you, direct your anger at me, this has nothing to do with An Ruo. Dare to curse her again and try, don’t think I won’t show you what I’m capable of! I, Tang Yuchen, have never been one for sentiment or morality; even if I did kill Yun Feiyang, I wouldn’t give you any chance to take advantage of me!”
“You…” Mr. Yun and Yun Mu’s faces changed drastically, they had never encountered someone so arrogant before.
“Enough, Tang Yuchen!” An Ruo suddenly spoke out coldly, her eyes bereft of any warmth.
“I don’t need your protection, nor do I care for it! Even if they killed me, I would not appreciate you sticking up for me!”
After speaking, she turned and rushed out of the ward, the man quickly following her to the elevator doors and grabbing her hand.
“An Ruo, do you hate me that much?” he asked her in a hoarse voice.
“Yes, I hate you, I wish I’d never met you!” She shook off his hand, not bothering with the elevator, and headed straight down the stairs instead.
A flicker of pain flashed in the man’s eyes, but after only a second’s hesitation, he chased after her.
An Ruo was forcibly brought back to the villa; she stormed upstairs, and soon there were sounds of things being smashed on the floor and glass breaking.
Tang Yuchen’s expression shifted subtly; he quickly dashed upstairs and ran into the bedroom.
An Ruo smashed two framed pictures he had hung up, shattering the glass. She pulled out a paper imprinted with a lipstick mark and furiously tore it into pieces.
Then, she pulled out a portrait she had drawn for him, and just as she tore it slightly, the man yelled “Stop,” nearly diving to grab her wrists.