CHAPTER 284: CHAPTER 284 GHOST FACE 2_1

Strangely, Wan Donglin acted as if nothing had happened. His hand remained firmly thrust into his pocket, and he quickly regained his composure. He cast a casual glance at Yan Xixi, who had her head bowed, looking like a dejected and wronged young wife.

He smirked. This con artist, it must be her doing. Seeing Wan Donglin’s expression, Liu Daqing misinterpreted it as him being unrepentant and disrespectful towards her. This fueled her anger, and she fixed her stare on the hand he kept thrust in his pocket.

Seeing his mother’s glare, he defiantly put both hands in his coat pockets, shrugging indifferently. Liu Daqing was utterly infuriated. This wretched son of mine! How dare he still try to act cool in front of me!

If not for his ramrod-straight posture and the faint air of a professional soldier he still exuded, she would have suspected this boy was nothing more than a street punk, daring to be so flippant even in her presence. Little did she know, her son wasn’t "acting cool" at all. Wan Donglin knew his mother’s temperament all too well; it was crystal clear to him. If Mother were to find out I was injured at Yan Xixi’s hands, then Yan Xixi wouldn’t have a single good day for the rest of her life.

He was only extremely curious. What on earth did that con artist tell Mother to make her punish me so harshly?

Liu Daqing abruptly turned. "Miss Yan, you may leave now."

Yan Xixi suddenly looked up, disbelieving.

"Miss Yan, you can leave here today. I guarantee you, Wan Donglin won’t dare to bother you again, nor will he cause you any further trouble. Go pack your things and leave."

Oh my god! This was a real life-saving amulet! It truly hadn’t been in vain that I took such a gamble and spent an extra day here. With the Imperial Sword now in her grasp, even her posture seemed to straighten with a hint of pride. She was overjoyed, and her eyes immediately lit up.

Wan Donglin frowned, taking a step forward, precisely blocking her way.

Liu Daqing’s voice was harsh. "Donglin!"

Wan Donglin didn’t dare to defy her and retreated a step. He glared at Yan Xixi. Once she leaves today, I’m afraid I’ll really never get to see her again. Besides, Mother definitely won’t let me stay in the country anymore.

He was secretly worried when he saw Yan Xixi quietly give him a triumphant look. Her expression was clearly defiant and extremely arrogant, as if to say, Am I afraid of you? I’ll leave if I want to. Can you stop me?

This despicable little con artist! She stabbed me twice, beat me, and cursed me, yet I’m the one who’s become the arch-villain? What in the world is going on?!

Wan Donglin suddenly recalled the lecherous General Yang, who had been drenched by a fountain outside the hotel. He also remembered that "Tycoon," who had been scared into kneeling by an "AIDS" threat and then got investigated. At this moment, having been slapped twice, Wan Donglin felt a wave of self-pity. It’s as if I’ve also become one of those "Tycoons." In my entire life, when have I ever suffered such a huge humiliation? For a moment, he was utterly speechless.

His lips twitched, but then he saw her subtly thrust a fist towards him, silently pointing at his nose, her meaning clear: If you dare flap your gums again, I’ll still make you pay dearly! Yet, Yan Xixi nonchalantly turned her body so her back was to Liu Daqing. Liu Daqing, unable to see her expression, simply assumed she was being demure and cautious, like a mistreated child bride.

To Wan Donglin, it was both infuriating and perversely amusing. I desperately want to grab her by the ear and teach her a harsh lesson! However, with his mother’s sharp gaze on him, how could he dare to cross the Thunder Pool by even half a step?