Chapter 12 Blessing

• They had no idea how much alcohol they had consumed but many were already drunk.
• Shao Zhehao was delighted today and he was tipsy too.
• Xiao Yufei looked at them and walked over to Mu Xitong.
• “Xitong, don’t you want to wish me well?” Xiao Yufei asked.
• “And why would I do that?” Mu Xitong replied.
• She reached for a glass of juice on the table to drink but there was none left.
• “Here,” Xiao Yufei said mildly.
• Mu Xitong stared at the glass of juice in her hand, hesitating.
• “Do you think that I am going to harm you? I have attained everything that I wanted. What more can I take from you?” Xiao Yufei continued in the same tranquil tone.
• Mu Xitong looked at Xiao Yufei and finally accepted the glass from her.
• She sipped gently and put the glass down.
• As soon as Xiao Yufei saw that Mu Xitong had drunk it, smugness and ruthlessness flashed across her face.
• After a while, Mu Xitong felt dizzy and her body was boiling.
• She thought of something and turned abruptly to look at Xiao Yufei.
• Xiao Yufei looked at her cruelly and Mu Xitong realized she had walked into a trap.
• Xiao Yufei turned to glance at the drunken students, then turned back to face Mu Xitong.
• “Mu Xitong, I’m going to destroy your reputation today. Later, I’m going to present you to your fiancé,” Xiao Yufei said coldly.
• Mu Xitong realized that she was in trouble and she stood up to try to make a break for it.
• But she was blocked by the guards outside the door.
• “X-Xiao Yufei, what are you doing?” Mu Xitong gasped with difficulty.
• “Send her to room 502. Best not to keep Mr. Huang waiting,” Xiao Yufei said viciously.
• “Yes,” replied the guard respectfully.
• “Xiao Yufei, why are you doing this? I hate you, I hate all of you,” Mu Xitong said feebly.
• Xiao Yufei watched the silhouette of Mu Xitong as she was taken away by the guard, and glee could be seen in her eyes.
• “From now on, no one can compete with me for the Xiao Group and Shao Zhehao,” said Xiao Yufei coldly.
• Xiao Yufei turned to look at the students lying on the sofa. To prevent suspicion, Xiao Yufei lay in the arms of Shao Zhehao and fell asleep.
• “Let me go, let me go!” Mu Xitong struggled with all her strength.
• Knock knock!
• When the door opened, she saw a plump man in bathing robes smiling obscenely at her. His teeth were yellow and large. It was a horrendous sight.
• The guard tossed Mu Xitong into the room and left.
• Mu Xitong looked at the man in robes in fright. So, he was the fiancé that her father had arranged for her.
• “Baby, let me serve you well tonight,” Mr. Huang said lewdly.
• Mu Xitong felt as if her body was on fire but she tried hard to keep herself conscious.
• “D-Don’t come near me or else my dad will not let you get away with it.” Mu Xitong gritted her teeth.
• “Baby, don’t be naïve. Your father sold you to me.” Mr. Huang grinned.
• Mu Xitong looked at Mr. Huang in shock, her eyes filled with disappointment.
• So her father really did sell her.
• Mu Xitong wept in pain and disappointment and it was heartbreaking to watch.
• But it only made Mr Huang more excited.
• When Mr. Huang touched Mu Xitong’s arm, her head cleared for a brief moment and she slapped Mr. Huang in the face.
• Smack!
• “F*ck, you b*tch! How dare you hit me? If I don’t torture you tonight, I’ll change my name.” Mr. Huang glowered.
• He dragged Mu Xitong by her hair and threw her onto the huge bed.
• Mu Xitong screamed in terror.
• With an unknown source of strength, Mu Xitong raised her leg and stomped on Mr. Huang’s man’s part.
• “Ahhh!” Mr. Huang grasped his crotch and moaned in pain.
• Mu Xitong looked around and found an empty wine bottle on the table. She smashed the bottle into half.
• The heat in her body was already driving Mu Xitong insane.
• Mr. Huang looked at Mu Xitong and stood up abruptly.
• “Motherf*cker, you wh*re!” Mr. Huang spat.
• “Don’t come over here,” Mu Xitong warned.
• Mr. Huang’s fleshy body struggled against Mu Xitong. The broken bottle in Mu Xitong’s hand accidentally scraped her arm.
• The pain made Mu Xitong focus instantly and at this moment, the bottle was snatched away by Mr. Huang.
• Smack smack smack!
• Mr. Huang had slapped Mu Xitong three times.
• “If I don’t torture you to death today, my name isn’t Huang,” Mr. Huang said salaciously.
• “Ahh, let me go, let me go!” Mu Xitong screamed.
• Mu Xitong lowered her head and bit his hand, then kicked his crotch again.
• Mu Xitong glanced at Mr. Huang, who was sprawling on the ground, then opened the door and rushed out immediately.
• Stumbling, Mu Xitong ran. Her only thought was to leave this place.
• Mr. Huang saw Mu Xitong leaving and he raced after her in hot pursuit, cradling his man’s part.
• It was late and many people were still hanging out in their rooms. There weren’t many people outside.
• In room 888, it was very quiet.
• “Zhanting, why are you so quiet?” Du Shaoheng asked.
• Lu Zhanting sat on the sofa lazily.
• Two handsome men flanking him were drinking red wine.
• The man sitting on Lu Zhanting’s right had a fair complexion and his facial features were stately and gentle! His aura was very complex, like a blend of every kind of aura. There was a kind of unique ethereal beauty in his gentleness and handsomeness.
• The man sitting on Lu Zhanting’s left was wearing a mischievous smile. His thick eyebrows seemed to arch gently, giving the impression that he was always smiling. His eyes were like pale crescent moons in the dark night. His pale skin contrasted greatly with his cherub lips, and his fine and protruding features sat on a perfectly-shaped face. Clad in white, he looked even more comely. He was enchanting to look at.
• The man on the right was Han Yichen and the one on the left was Nan Lichuan.
• They were all brothers of Lu Zhanting that had gone through thick and thin with him. Not to mention that they were men of their words and their identities were shrouded in secrecy.
• They were men that not many dared to offend.
• “Yichen, Lichuan, say something.” Du Shaoheng pouted.
• “Be quiet,” Lu Zhanting said icily.
• Du Shaoheng pouted again and sat there drinking wine.
• “Is there anything fun we can do?” Han Yichen asked.
• “Yeah, any suggestions?” Nan Lichuan grinned.
• “Oh I know! I’m going to tell you something and I promise that you will be very shocked to hear about it,” Du Shaoheng exclaimed.
• “Really? Tell us,” Han Yichen said.
• “Okay, so…”
• Smack!
• Before Du Shaoheng could even finish, he saw Lu Zhanting’s terrifying gaze.
• Du Shaoheng turned to the side and lifted the glass of wine to his lips while moving his head from side to side.