But the girl didn’t respond at all.
Fearing the worst, Yang Ruxin quickly reached out to check and found she was still breathing. It must have been the tight grip of the man that had made her faint. She hurriedly brushed aside the girl’s hair to aid her recovery and then recognized her. Familiarity dawned upon her; it was none other than Guan Qingyue.
She couldn’t help but cast a glance at the man whose face was contorted with pain from her throw. She recognized him too—Wang Wu.
The Wang family really was incorrigible, like a dog that can’t change its habit of eating dirt.
However, at that moment, Wang Wu wasn’t her concern. First things first, she pinched Guan Qingyue’s philtrum to bring her around.
Wang Wu, who had been thrown quite hard, would have been belligerent, but upon seeing Yang Ruxin, he instantly lost his nerve. The threats he was about to hurl swallowed back, he ignored the pain coursing through his body and scrambled to his feet, attempting to flee.
"Do you think you can just walk away like that?" Yang Ruxin sneered.
Then there was a flash of green, and Xiaolun darted forward, hissing and blocking Wang Wu’s escape.
Wang Wu almost collided with Xiaolun, slamming on the brakes and turning to run the other way, but how could he match Xiaolun’s speed? Once again, his escape was blocked.
"Don’t say I didn’t warn you; Xiaolun has a nasty temper. If you make another move, ending up bitten to death would be your own bad luck," Yang Ruxin said, still pinching Guan Qingyue’s philtrum. After observing Guan Qingyue take a breath, she finally relaxed her grip.
Wang Wu didn’t dare to move after that.
Guan Qingyue’s eyelids fluttered open, and upon seeing Yang Ruxin, she blinked uncertainly.
"It’s all right now," Yang Ruxin assured her as she spoke.
Guan Qingyue seemed to recall the ordeal she had just been through, quickly sitting up to find her clothes in disarray, but then... A flicker of joy crossed her face. However, upon seeing Yang Ruxin, she hurriedly suppressed her expression and opened her mouth...
"Guan Qingyue," Yang Ruxin said, with her arms crossed and looking down at Guan Qingyue, "you’d better think carefully before you speak. Despite the fact that you’ve been picking on me because of your brother’s issues, I’ve let it slide. Even now, if you say I’m meddling, I’ll turn around and walk away. Wang Wu is right there; you two can continue. I promise I’ll act as if I saw nothing... Of course, if that’s not the case, then I just saved your life..."
Guan Qingyue’s expression twisted with conflict. She indeed disliked Yang Dani, but there was no denying the woman’s capability, and she had truly saved her just a moment ago. Guan Qingyue was haughty, but not to the extent of being blind to right and wrong. She bit her lower lip and said, "Thank you..."
A smile cracked on Yang Ruxin’s face. This person wasn’t beyond help yet.
"Qingyue, I really fancy you..." Wang Wu suddenly spoke up, "We’ve already been intimate. I plan to ask for your hand in marriage. If you don’t marry me, no one else will have you..."
Any trace of relief Guan Qingyue had felt vanished instantly, her gaze toward Wang Wu filled with venom. "Get that thought out of your head. I’d rather die than marry you..." It was unclear if it was out of fear or anger, but her whole body began to tremble.
"Then you might as well die," Wang Wu’s face darkened suddenly.
"You..." Guan Qingyue was overwhelmed with shame and indignation, tears streaming down her face.
Yang Ruxin sighed, crouched down, and reached out to wrap an arm around her shoulder: "No use crying now... Crying won’t help at a time like this..."
Guan Qingyue’s body tensed, but ultimately, she leaned on Yang Ruxin.