CHAPTER 208: CHAPTER 210: LOVE IS RECKLESS

Su Xingyu was somewhat headache, "Xiaoling is fine, I will handle it myself."

She definitely didn’t want this girl to get involved. After being together for so long, she had some understanding of this girl’s combat ability. Whenever she meddled, chaos ensued.

Yet Xia Ling wouldn’t relent, "You’re so dumb, how can you handle it well? I should help you. Did those people bully you?" As she spoke, she stepped forward, arrogantly sweeping her beautiful eyes over the three people opposite, as if she were an unreasonable princess, "You guys better apologize to Xingyu!"

Yun Xi and Xia Ranran had no issue, but Zhuang Heng couldn’t endure such imperiousness.

Even though she was facing Xia Ling and didn’t want a conflict with her, she didn’t want to act submissive and timid in front of so many people. Taking a deep breath, she raised her head, smiling elegantly and gracefully at Xia Ling, "Miss Xia, this is just a small misunderstanding. We occupied this area first. How could we have known Su Xingyu wouldn’t follow the order of arrival and force us to give it up? She didn’t say she was with you, so we were handling internal disputes at Blade Photography Center. If we knew you wanted the location, Su Xingyu wouldn’t even have to say anything, I’d immediately hand it over."

She believed she spoke tactfully enough, giving Xia Ling enough face.

But Xia Ling wasn’t patient enough to listen to these twists and turns; the only thing she understood was Xingyu’s chosen location being taken by these people, and these people also bullied Xingyu.

As for first-come-first-serve? These words didn’t exist in Xia Ling’s dictionary.

"You all better pack up and leave," Xia Ling became more arrogant, raising the riding whip she’d been playing with high in her hand, "Get far away!"

"Miss Xia, don’t be too excessive." Watching Xia Ling’s whip about to hit her face, Zhuang Heng couldn’t help but speak.

"So what if I’m excessive?" Xia Ling’s hot temper would explode with just a little provocation, and having been treated like a princess by everyone for years, she’d hardly ever been contradicted like this. Without thinking, she flicked the whip towards Zhuang Heng, the dark red shadow of the whip slicing through the vibrant autumn forest, landing right on Zhuang Heng!

"Ah!" Zhuang Heng cried out in pain, instinctively covering her face.

"Miss Zhuang!" Yun Xi and Xia Ranran gasped in surprise.

Even Su Xingyu exclaimed, "Xiaoling!" This brat, how could she just whip someone like that?!

Everyone stared dumbfoundedly at Xia Ling and Zhuang Heng.

Even Xia Ling seemed surprised by the severity of the lash, hesitating slightly, but soon regaining her arrogant demeanor, with a fearless attitude. As for Zhuang Heng, she held her face sideways, the long sleeve blouse she was wearing, as white as snow, had split open with a long gash. The most terrifying part wasn’t the tear, but the blood seeping slowly between her fingers covering her face!

"Miss Zhuang, your face...?!" Yun Xi and Xia Ranran were about to lose their minds in panic.

Yet Xia Ling was indifferent, even mocking, "I hate it when people don’t take my words seriously, hope this serves as a lesson, don’t provoke me again."

Su Xingyu rubbed her forehead; Xiaoling, you are inherently a troublemaker!

Watching the incessant blood stain Zhuang Heng’s pampered fingers red, she gently tugged at Xia Ling’s clothes, "Find a doctor quickly, her face is injured, it shouldn’t leave a scar."

Xia Ling was annoyed, "Xingyu, are you stupid? How does it matter to you if she gets a scar? She just said you forced her to give up the location! Scar is better! Hmph."

Su Xingyu was about to sigh, although truthfully speaking, seeing Zhuang Heng disfigured did give her satisfaction, as if the accumulated frustration in her heart suddenly dispersed, but Miss Zhuang is after all the eldest daughter of the Zhuang Family! The Zhuang Family is a wealthy family, causing trouble isn’t a joke.

Sure enough, Zhuang Heng’s gaze towards them changed, the sinister and venomous look enough to send chills down the spine.

Xia Ling brandished the whip at her, "What are you looking at?! Believe it or not, I’ll dig your eyeballs out?!"

"Xiaoling, digging out eyes is illegal." Su Xingyu simply couldn’t handle this brat.

Xia Ling was fearless, arrogantly pointing at Zhuang Heng, "Illegal, so what?! Digging out your eyeballs would be worth it!"

Zhuang Heng covered her bleeding face, her voice chilling as if from the Netherworld Hell, "You’ll see."

"Anything should come to me," Su Xingyu stepped forward, shielding Xia Ling behind her, "Xiaoling only stood up for me."

Zhuang Heng gave her a venomous look and left quickly. She couldn’t stay here to fight with them; her face was wounded, it needed treatment promptly, to avoid scarring!

Watching Zhuang Heng leave, Yun Xi and Xia Ranran exchanged glances and hurriedly stumbled after her. What a joke, Xia Ling, this she-devil, dared to disfigure even Zhuang Heng, killing them would certainly be nothing! They didn’t want to stay close to such a terrifying she-devil, maintaining a prudent distance was the smart approach.

Seeing them go far away, Xia Ling felt a bit bored and tossed the whip on the ground, muttering, "Hmph, competing with me."

Su Xingyu seriously educated her, "Xiaoling, you can’t do this, understand? You can’t hit someone just because you disagree; there are photographers everywhere, if anyone captured this on film, what then? Pei Ziheng can’t back you for life, someday he might fail to take care of you, you can’t be so wilful, be careful of being avenged!"

She sternly said a long paragraph, but Xia Ling didn’t listen at all, retorting, "Who says Ziheng can’t take care of me forever? Ziheng is the best."

"He...!" Su Xingyu almost told Xia Ling the theory Lu Shifeng had once told her, "Pei Ziheng can’t marry Xia Ling." Fortunately, she caught herself at a critical moment. Who knew if Lu Shifeng’s words were true? That man’s emotional intelligence is zero, with social interaction issues; how could his perspective on male-female relationships be accurate? However, after thinking for a while, she still felt she should give Xia Ling some forewarning, so she softened her tone, "Xiaoling, haven’t you ever thought Pei Ziheng might not always be able to take care of you? What if one day he’s too busy with work, or you two have an argument? You need to learn to look after yourself, don’t rely on Pei Ziheng for everything. As a girl, only yourself can be truly reliable."

"That’s because your love for Lu Shifeng isn’t strong enough," Xia Ling said.

Su Xingyu’s heart tightened suddenly, staring at her in surprise.

Xia Ling turned lightly, her raven-black hair tracing a graceful arc in the brilliant sunlight, as she leaned against a big tree, saying to Su Xingyu, "You, you don’t have confidence in that scumbag neurotic psychopath bastard husband of yours, right? That’s why you always think of relying on yourself. I have confidence in Ziheng, he loves me, he’ll give everything for me, and I, too, will give him everything."