Chapter 201 - 201: Trampling Other People’s Lives Under Your Feet
Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Every year, the fans would do something for her. Even if they made a big fuss and ended up in the police station, no one would do anything to them on behalf of the Ye family.
However, at this crucial time, they werenât allowed to be bailed out?!
Ye Anyaoâs eyes were filled with malice. âAre any of those brainless fans dead?â
Yang Wei shook her head. âItâs just that the boy who likes you the most was splashed with sulfuric acid and is now disfigured. The others suffered injuries of all sizes and even had a broken leg.â
âSuch a troublesome fella. It would have been better if he died.â Ye Anyao muttered to herself,
âBut disfigurement and fractures are fine too. Ye Beisheng wasnât injured at all, but she ruined the life of a minor. The school and those parents wonât let her go so easilyâ¦â
âAsk the parents to make a scene. Tell them that their children were originally excellent in their studies, but why did they attack Ye Beisheng? Did Ye Beisheng do something shameful? Plus, their children are the ones who got hurt. Shouldnât they be asking Ye Beisheng for compensation?!â
Only then did Ye Anyao relax. âAs long as they donât mention my name, it has nothing to do with me. If those fans die, so be it. Anyway, itâs Ye Beishengâs character thatâs ruined. I just need to sit back and watch the show unfold itself.â
Qin Zhou was still worried. He dragged Ye Beisheng to the hospital and insisted on using the most professional equipment to check if she was injured.
Huo Xiting was waiting at the door.
By the time everything was done, the sky had already turned dark.
Lin Long reported from the side, âThe Ye family sent someone to bail them out, but they went back in disappointment. All eight of them have done countless things on behalf of Anyao, but none of them seemed to be related to Ye Anyao. However, the rest of their lives are basically ruined.â
Huo Xiting had no sympathy for them. His voice was distant and calm. He had a black gun in his hand and it was already loaded. âCalling the police saved their lives.â
Lin Long trembled.
The Ninth Master was just telling the truth.
If the police hadnât arrived in time, all eight of them would have ended up in the Ninth Masterâs cruel hands. They might as well go to jail.
If they hurt Madam, the Ninth Master would make them wish they were dead!
Lin Long swallowed his saliva, thinking that he shouldnât tell the Ninth Master that those people had also come to this hospital.
If the Ninth Master couldnât control himself and everything got out of hand, it would be a little troublesome to deal with.
Just as Huo Xiting was about to put away his gun, he suddenly heard, âWhat do you mean weâre going to jail? Weâre underage, so we donât have to go to jail!â
âWhy? Ye Beisheng is fine, so why should I go to jail?! We are doing justice for the heavens!â
Huo Xitings eyes were filled with a hint of ruthlessness.
Lin Long really wanted to stop those brainless fans. âStop acting like idiots, or youâll be a dead piece of meat soon!!!â
Huo Xiting closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them and strode towards the ward.
âHuo Xiting.â
Ye Beisheng walked up slowly. âLetâs go. Iâll leave with you.â
Ye Anyao wanted to hide behind the scenes and enjoy the fruits of another manâs labour, trampling on other peopleâs lives under her feet. How could there be such a good thing in the world?
She turned on the camera in front of Huo Xiting and smiled. âNinth Master, do you really think that Iâm super weak?â
To think that she would just lay flat and not do anything when these people have bullied her?
No, she had never been a weak little white flower.
There was a disfigured boy lying in the ward, and a girl with a broken leg. The two of them were half-dead.
When one of them saw Ye Beishend. he instantly let out a crazed howl!
âB*tch! You b*tch! Why arenât you dead yet? Go to hell!â
âItâs all your fault. My leg is broken now!! Why did you dodge when I hit you? If you didnât, I wouldnât have broken my leg, b*tch!â
Ye Beisheng shook her head.
Even if they werenât Ye Anyaoâs diehard fans, they were hopeless.
They were not the future pillars of the country, but demons who killed at will.
Ye Beisheng found a chair and sat down.. She laughed slowly and said, âWell, now that Iâm still fine, arenât you disappointed by it?â