CHAPTER 77: CHAPTER 71: BAI QIANTONG’S WRATH (PART 2)

"What noise? The TV, perhaps... Yes... It’s the TV!" Gu Manli said while pushing Bai Qiantong. "Don’t worry about what noise it is! Go out and play now!"

"No, that’s not right!" Bai Qiantong pushed Gu Manli away and quickly returned to the second floor, "It’s not the TV, the sound is coming from this room!"

"Is it? You misheard, my son!" Gu Manli deliberately raised her voice, trying to confuse Bai Qiantong.

Bai Qiantong frowned and questioned Gu Manli, "Really? I misheard?"

"You misheard! I told you it was the TV!"

"Hmm..." Bai Qiantong relaxed his brows and turned to leave.

Whoosh!

Gu Manli and Bai Hongguang both let out a long breath, relieved that they had managed to fool Bai Qiantong.

However, before Bai Qiantong had taken more than two steps, he seized the moment when Gu Manli and Bai Hongguang were unprepared, and swiftly darted to the door of the room.

"Qiantong!"

As Gu Manli and Bai Hongguang came to their senses, Bai Qiantong had already dashed towards the room door.

Bai Yiran, with her last remaining bit of consciousness, glared at Mr. Kang, her hand slowly reaching toward the shattered pieces of the crystal lamp, grasping a sharper piece in her hand.

Leng Yichen... Leng Yichen, where are you... Please save me...

The door suddenly burst open, and a tall, lean figure rushed in!

When Bai Qiantong rushed in and saw the scene inside the room, his blood immediately boiled!

Thank goodness he didn’t listen to his mom!

Thank goodness he came in just in time!

Otherwise, what Bai Yiran would have faced, he couldn’t even dare to imagine!

"Bastard!" Bai Qiantong, in rage, clenched his fist and charged at Mr. Kang, landing a solid punch on his face.

Mr. Kang howled in agony and fell to the ground, with Bai Qiantong pinning him down, his fists raining down on Mr. Kang’s head like a violent storm, soon leaving Mr. Kang seeing stars.

"Damn it! Bastard!" Bai Qiantong’s not particularly muscular body somehow unleashed unimaginable strength, each blow aiming to incapacitate, making Mr. Kang cry out endlessly.

"Qiantong, what are you doing! Stop it now!" Gu Manli and Bai Hongguang hurriedly rushed in, stunned by the scene in the room, not expecting it, and they didn’t even care about Bai Yiran on the floor. Instead, they were worried about Bai Qiantong causing serious harm to Mr. Kang, something they couldn’t afford to handle.

Gu Manli and Bai Hongguang both grabbed Bai Qiantong by the arms, pulling him away.

Mr. Kang, in pain, was rolling around on the ground, his corpulent body looking particularly ridiculous.

"Son, what are you doing! How can you hit Mr. Kang! He’s an honored guest!" Gu Manli shouted nervously.

Bai Qiantong broke free from Gu Manli and Bai Hongguang, ran to Bai Yiran, his eyes filled with pain and guilt, gently and carefully lifting Bai Yiran in his arms.

"Are you still human?" Bai Qiantong’s beautiful eyes, resembling peach blossoms, now seemed like icy water frozen for a thousand years. "How could I have parents like you!"

"Bai Qiantong..." Bai Yiran curled up in Bai Qiantong’s embrace, her bleeding arm smearing brilliant red flowers across Bai Qiantong’s white shirt.

Bai Qiantong gazed down, filled with pity, "Don’t worry, I’m here now..."

"Hmm..." Bai Yiran nodded and drifted into a deep sleep.

When Bai Qiantong looked back at Gu Manli and Bai Hongguang again, the tenderness in his eyes was instantly replaced by a chilling gleam of cold light, "If I ever catch you harming her again, even if we’re family, I won’t be polite!"

After saying this, Bai Qiantong carried Bai Yiran out of the room like the wind.