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As the singing of Hua Yu Yan drew closer to the room we were in, her voice floated into my ears. The moment I heard her sing, it jolted me awake from the mental haze I had been in. Her voice felt like a powerful sedative, snapping me back to reality.
What? How did I end up here? What happened?
As soon as I finished speaking, Ouyang Zhirou and Lin Mu Xi immediately exclaimed, completely forgetting what Hu Yao had just said.
Zhao Lun?! Are you okay? You scared me to death just now!
Zhao Lun! Great, you’re awake!
Just as they finished speaking, the door swung open, and the singing abruptly stopped.
Oh no! I knew these two couldn't be trusted; if they could be relied upon, even pigs could climb trees.
Hu Yao shot a dark look at Ouyang Zhirou and Lin Mu Xi, muttering curses under her breath.
Brother Zhao Lun, I'm here to take you home!
Hua Yu Yan, dressed in a wedding gown, pushed the door open. The moment she did, a choking cloud of smoke rushed in, and behind her stood dozens of armed men.
Hua Yu Yan immediately spotted the three of us hiding under the table. Seeing Ouyang Zhirou and Lin Mu Xi tightly clutching me made her eyes redden with fury as she shouted, "Pull those two women away from my Brother Zhao Lun!"
Two of her subordinates rushed forward, crouching down to reach for Ouyang Zhirou and Lin Mu Xi's arms. Just as they were about to touch them, I crossed my fists and struck out.
With a muffled grunt, they both collapsed to the ground.
After regaining my senses and listening to her words, I suddenly understood what was happening. Although they were armed, Hua Yu Yan had just indicated that she wanted them pulled away from me. Clearly, the guns were only for intimidation; they had no intention of actually using them against us.
At that moment, Hu Yao and I stood up. As I rose, I held onto Ouyang Zhirou and Lin Mu Xi’s hands and shielded them behind me while they clung tightly to the hem of my clothes.
Ouyang Zhirou had never faced such humiliation before. Even though fear outweighed her anger at that moment, she still spoke in a low voice. "Hua Yu Yan! What do you want? Do you know who my dad is?"
"Shut up! Do you think I don’t know? So what if your dad is Ouyang Xiong? Can he come here right now?"
Hua Yu Yan's stunningly beautiful face suddenly twisted into a snarl as she interrupted Ouyang Zhirou, leaving her stunned in place.
After that outburst, she turned her gaze solely on me. With a smile that replaced her earlier ferocity, she said softly, "Brother Zhao Lun, come with me. I've been looking for you all day; I can't be without you."
All eyes were on me, but I couldn’t recall when I had ever met her, let alone recognized her.
As she instructed those people to pull Ouyang Zhirou and Lin Mu Xi away from me, a surge of anger ignited within me. However, in this situation, being reckless would serve no purpose! Even if I guessed correctly that she wouldn’t make a move against me, what about Ouyang Zhirou? What about Lin Mu Xi? What about Hu Yao?
Although I wanted to directly refute her words, the group behind her was armed with guns. I couldn't reach Old Zhao or Ouyang Xiong, leaving me isolated and helpless. So, I chose my words more carefully.
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