CHAPTER 277: CHAPTER 277 BATTLE OF WHEELS 4_1

Her heart started pounding the moment she saw the phone number. "Xiaojue... Xiaojue... It’s me... It’s me..."

On the other end, Huang Xiaojue’s voice was choked with emotion, but he quickly composed himself, speaking very softly, "Xixi, are you okay?"

"I’m okay, Xiaojue, I’m alright, don’t worry..."

"Xixi, tell me your exact address. I’m coming to pick you up right now."

"No need, Xiaojue. I can make it home myself."

"Xixi, I saw your video at one of Wan Donglin’s other houses today. You have a head injury. Is it serious?"

"It’s no big deal, Xiaojue, just a superficial injury!" Her voice was unexpectedly soft. "Xiaojue, I’m practically free now; I can leave whenever I want. Wan Donglin hasn’t done anything to me. But I don’t want to just run away. I must accomplish one more thing before I go. This way, I can end it once and for all, so he won’t bother me anymore."

"Xixi, just get out of there first. We’ll talk after that. It’s too risky to stay."

"Xiaojue, don’t worry, I have everything under control. I promise you, I will return unharmed tomorrow..."

Huang Xiaojue couldn’t believe it. How could she possibly escape unscathed from a den of wolves?

"Xiaojue, trust me. If I were to run now, he would continue to harass me endlessly. I need to resolve this with him once and for all."

"Xixi, do you really have a plan?"

"Absolutely. I’ve already figured everything out. Xiaojue, you can relax."

Long after he hung up the phone, Huang Xiaojue still stood in the same spot. Yan Xixi had sounded so confident, yet his heart ached. Even though people called him a successful man, a pillar of society, what did that matter? Against a powerful figure like Wan Donglin, he could only endure it silently.

Heaven helps those who help themselves.

Deep within him, a fire of rage burned fiercely. His hand desperately gripped a special item in his coat pocket—something he had expended considerable effort to acquire.

We are powerless because we are unarmed.

He gritted his teeth. If Yan Xixi doesn’t return safely tomorrow, I will do whatever it takes, no matter the cost!

The moment she hung up, Yan Xixi also felt a sense of peace—even a little excited and thrilled. Imagine, someone waiting for you the moment you step out. Xiaojue... he wasn’t just waiting; he had started to protect her. Did one even need a reason to love a man like that?

Just then, there was another knock on the door.

She opened it. The cook, an older woman, looked as if disaster had struck, her voice lowered to a bare whisper, "Sis, you need to brace yourself..."

Startled, she asked, "What’s wrong?"

"The Third Young Master’s mother has arrived. She’s in the living room waiting for you and wants you to go down immediately."

Yan Xixi’s mind instantly went blank, as if she’d been stunned. Zhou Ting coming over was one thing, but why was Wan Donglin’s mother here too? Dealing with Zhou Ting wouldn’t take much effort. But an old woman, battle-hardened and deeply shrewd... did she even stand a chance against someone like that?

So much for Wan Donglin’s place being a ’golden house’ for a treasured mistress! It was clearly a viper’s nest. His ex-girlfriend, now his mother... they were going to attack her in waves!

If this continued, even her skills as a con artist wouldn’t be enough.

"Sis, you can’t delay. That Old Madam looks truly formidable... Be very careful..."

Her heart hammered in her chest; she felt even more on edge than the first time she’d worked as a bar shill, tricking men out of their money.

She didn’t even have a moment to prepare, because the Old Madam had specified "immediately"—and Yan Xixi didn’t dare to put on airs with her.

Yan Xixi made her decision instantly. She would go down at once.