The loud noise shocked everyone in the room.
A tall figure in black stood at the door of the room.
The man stood against the light. The people in the room could not see his face clearly but the man exuded a cold aura that made people shiver.
The man’s collar and cuffs were embroidered with gold thread, showing his high status.
“Who let you in? Get out!” The leader of the boxers shouted fiercely when he saw the imposing man.
But the man at the door was not afraid at all.
He clapped his hands and the clubhouse manager standing behind him walked in.
The clubhouse’s manager turned on the lights in the room and the dark space became bright.
The man at the door slowly walked in.
He lifted his eyes and glanced at the room. His eyes were cold and his expression was arrogant with an air of absolute superiority and dominance.
Xiao Ying was pressed to the ground by several boxers. She did not know who had come in, but for some reason, she smelled a familiar scent.
“Are they fighting and creating trouble?” A dark voice sounded. Hearing this, Xiao Ying’s eyelashes fluttered. It was Long Ming.
The clubhouse manager said fearfully, “King, they’re all boxers. They should be training.”
Hearing the clubhouse manager call Long Ming ‘King’, the Young Master, who originally did not care about the person who came in, slowly raised his head, and looked toward the door.
Seeing Long Ming’s handsome face, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
The Young Master stood up from the sofa and walked in front of Long Ming. He reached out his hand. “It’s the Burmese King. My men failed to recognize you. I’m sorry!”
Long Ming took out his hand from his pocket and shook the Young Master’s hand symbolically. “I gave an order last year that people are not allowed to cause trouble in my country. Young Master, you’re not from here, so you might not know the rules here. I’ll let it go this time but there won’t be a next time!”
The Young Master did not dare to act rashly in front of Long Ming and nodded with a smile. “Yes, yes. I’ll leave with them now.”
The Young Master gestured and the boxers in the room planned to leave with Xiao Ying and Tang En. However, a group of men in black appeared at the door very quickly.
All of them had extraordinary auras.
The Young Master knew that they were people Long Ming had brought.
A trace of maliciousness flashed past the Young Master’s eyes, but there was a smile on his feminine face. “Your Majesty, is there any other problem?”
Long Ming’s cold eyes swept over Xiao Ying, his voice cold. “How did she offend Young Master?”
The Young Master’s heart skipped a beat.
Long Ming came to kick open the door personally to show off. Was it because of Xiao Ying?
It seemed like he had underestimated this woman!
“I didn’t plan to settle the score with her for offending me. She came to me herself and angered me. I’ve always been one to take revenge for the smallest grievance. Whoever provoked me, I’ll pay them back double.”
Long Ming pursed his lips, a scoff appearing in his throat. “You can take them away, but she has to stay.”
These words undoubtedly told the Young Master that this woman was under his protection and he had no right to take her away.
Xiao Ying shook off the two boxers holding her and said with a tensed expression, “Long Ming, don’t interfere in my matters.”
The Young Master smirked and smiled meaningfully. “Your Majesty, you heard it too. She’s not willing to stay, so we have to respect her wishes, right?”
Before Long Ming could say anything, Tang En spoke first. “I want to speak to my junior alone.”
The Young Master stared at Tang En for a few seconds. After weighing his options, he nodded in agreement.
Young Master and Long Ming left the room with their men.
In the large space, only Xiao Ying and Tang En were left. Xiao Ying stared at Tang En, whose face was so red and swollen that his original appearance could not be seen. Her eyes were completely red. “Senior, you’re really too silly! You knew that the Young Master wouldn’t let you off if he found out that you and I were faking our marriage. Why did you make a fake certificate? If you go back with him, he definitely won’t let you off easily…”
Tang En wiped the tears off Xiao Ying’s face and his long hand patted her trembling shoulders. “I understand him. The more he can’t have a person, the more he won’t let go. In the past six months, because I have you as a friend and the cute and smart Wan Bao, I’ve lived an ordinary and comfortable life.”
“I’m content and resigned to my fate.” Tang En looked at Xiao Ying with tears in his eyes. “It’s just a pity that I can’t go back and say goodbye to Wan Bao. Tell her that Papa Tang En will always love her.”
Xiao Ying knew that it would be difficult for her to protect Tang En with her strength alone.
The Young Master’s power was too strong. Even Long Ming had to weigh the pros and cons and did not dare to offend him easily.
Tang En seemed to have thought of something and asked Xiao Ying for her phone, recording a few words for Wan Bao.
“Take care of yourself and Wan Bao.” Tang En dragged his tired and weak body out.
Xiao Ying watched as Tang En’s back slowly disappeared from her sight.
Her slender back leaned against the wall and there was an indescribable sadness and helplessness in her heart.
This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. Reality was cruel, ridiculous, and sad.
Xiao Ying’s body slowly slid down the wall.
After some time, a tall figure stood in front of her, blocking most of the light.
Long Ming stared at the woman whose face was buried in her knees and whose slender shoulders were trembling nonstop. His handsome face turned cold and his slender leg kicked her leg ruthlessly.
Xiao Ying was in pain from the kick and she looked up with red eyes.
Meeting Long Ming’s deep eyes, Xiao Ying glared at him with a dark expression. “Why are you kicking me?”
She did not need to look in the mirror to know how disheveled she looked.
Her face had been punched by the boxer and was definitely red and swollen. Blood was still dripping from the corner of her mouth. Her clothes had been torn in the fight and her hair was also messy.
She was already down and out and yet, this man still came to kick her!
Besides, he did not hold back at all. His leather shoes kicked her calf, making her teeth chatter in pain.
“Is this your attitude toward your savior?” Long Ming had his hands in his pockets as he looked down at Xiao Ying, a faint smile on his lips that was slightly teasing.
“I didn’t ask you to save me.”
Long Ming stared at the woman whose eyebrows were furrowed and immediately saw through her thoughts.
“You want to anger me and make me leave you alone, then cut ties with me. Number 21, do you think I’ll still fall for your tricks?” Long Ming bent down slightly, his well-defined hand grabbing her arm and pulling it up.
Xiao Ying thought that he was going to pull her up. She had almost stood up when he let go of her arm.
She lost her balance and fell back onto the ground.
A sharp pain shot through her spine.
“Long Ming, you’re…”
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