Her shout was so loud that the servants' chatter instantly fell into utter silence!
At the sight of her, the servants froze for a moment.
Under the incandescent lights, Wen Ning, stripped of her sickly makeup, revealed her bright, striking features.
She naturally had bold features; the less makeup she wore, the prettier she looked.
The servants were used to their young miss's sickly, counterfeit little white flower makeup. Suddenly confronted with her bare face, they were all struck hard by her radiant beauty!
But admiration was one thing. Remembering the temper of the young miss before them, the servants quickly lowered their heads again, each more nervous than the last.
What was their young miss getting at this time?
Didn't she loathe that bastard even more than they did?
Or had she lost her temper after hearing about Jiang Tingwan and the eldest young master?
Wen Ning had no time to guess at their tangled thoughts. She turned to glance at the man lying on the ground not far away, his breathing almost gone. With a cold expression, she tossed out, "If I ever hear you gossiping about my husband behind his back again, I'll make sure you bite off more than you can chew, too," then ran toward Bo Yan!
She left the servants staring at one another, dumbstruck with shock!
Before the servants could recover, an even more shocking scene unfolded!
They watched Wen Ning slide-tackle the eldest young master off the bastard he had pinned down!
Then she took a running start and sent the eldest young master flying three meters with a flying kick!
Finally, she planted one hand on the ground and landed with a flourish!
Her movements were so silky and fluid that everyone sucked in a sharp breath!!
Silence hung in the air for a full half minute.
Half a minute later, someone cautiously raised a hand and asked, "Um, did the young miss hit the wrong person?"
He had barely finished asking when they heard Wen Ning pointing at Bo Xubai nearby and cursing, "Are you out of your mind? Don't you know murder is a crime? I'm telling you, I've already called the police. You hit my husband, so just wait till you're eating prison food!"
The servant: "?"
C-called the police? She had to be joking, right?
Bo Xubai was still dazed from being kicked away when he heard Wen Ning's ridiculous threat.
Now Bo Xubai could not even be bothered to take issue with the two kicks. Speechless, he laughed. "Wen Ning, I'm telling you, these tricks won't work on me. No matter what you do, I will never like you!"
Like the servants, Bo Xubai believed Wen Ning was merely bluffing, or rather, trying a different way to get his attention.
Wen Ning was checking Bo Yan's injuries. How could she have time to bother with him? She replied offhandedly, "Then thank you very much for not liking me. A master fortune-teller said scumbags curse me and virgins bless me. Without your affection, I'm sure great wealth and status await me."
Bo Xubai: "?"
Bo Xubai suspected something was wrong with his ears. "What did you say?!"
Anxious to get Bo Yan to the hospital, Wen Ning said impatiently, "Why can't an old auntie like you understand human speech? I said you curse me. Got it?"
Those few words shattered Bo Xubai's defenses. So furious that all his arrogance vanished, he started shouting abuse in front of the servants. "Wen Ning!!!"
Yet no sooner had he spoken than police sirens rang out, drawing closer from the distance.
Bo Xubai: "?"
Before long, the butler arrived with several police officers.
Everyone: "???"
Bo Xubai froze for a long while before turning to Wen Ning in disbelief. "Have you lost your mind?!"
Wen Ning had already helped the unconscious Bo Yan up off the ground.
Bo Yan was far too thin now, like a sheet of paper. He had clearly returned to the Bo Family and should have had no shortage of food or clothing, yet he still looked as though he had suffered prolonged mistreatment and torment.
A faint, swelling ache stirred in Wen Ning's heart, and her feelings grew a little complicated.
Hearing the male lead lose his composure, then thinking of Bo Yan's injuries, Wen Ning had no pleasant expression to offer. She sneered. "You flatter me. I'm nowhere near as crazy as you."
Just as she finished speaking, a faint, almost imperceptible chuckle sounded beside her ear.
Wen Ning paused, then looked up at the man in her arms.
Half of Bo Yan's face was covered in blood. Even his thin eyelids were stained vivid red, like rouge applied too heavily.
As expected of the handsomest villain in the novel, even bloodied and battered, he was breathtakingly beautiful.
Seeing that Bo Yan had not woken, Wen Ning dismissed the chuckle as her imagination.
She turned to look at Bo Xubai instead.
But she failed to notice that the man half-draped in her arms lifted his bloodstained eyelids the moment her gaze shifted away, staring at her without blinking...