The moment she saw Joy being sent flying, Zhao Youlin’s head felt like it had been hit hard by something. Her mind suddenly went blank. Her hands and feet were stiff as hell. She could not think of what she should do at this moment.
The crowd on the side was also stunned by this sudden scene as shouts were heard. Just when everyone thought the child was going to get injured, a figure rushed past them unexpectedly.
He pulled the child into his arms in the nick of time, but as a price, it was his back that landed on the floor. His back hit the floor in the middle of the hall, letting out a loud thud.
Many people at the party were attracted by the big commotion over here. After seeing the face of the man who fell to the ground, they all gasped in unison.
Many of the onlookers around had recognized Mu Tingfeng. After seeing the young master of the Mu family, the president of the Mu Feng Group, risked his safety for a child, they were shocked. It did not take them long to associate Joy’s identity.
After Zhao Youlin heard the sound, she finally came back from the shock as well. She hastily rushed towards them with a panic expression on her face.
Joy had screamed when he was thrown off. He closed his eyes and did not dare to look anymore. He had thought that it would be really painful when he fell to the ground. Though he did not expect that he would fall into something bouncy and it was not nearly as painful as he had expected at all!
Joy, who was completely confused, opened his eyes again carefully, only to see a familiar handsome face that was frowning. He was a little stunned, as he opened his mouth and called out, “Daddy?”
Mu Tingfeng reached out and checked Joy’s entire body. Then, he asked with concern, “Are you hurt?”
Joy had not recovered from his shock yet. He nodded and shook his head hurriedly.
Mu Tingfeng frowned, was this yes or no?
When the father and son were staring at each other in confusion, Zhao Youlin had already rushed over quickly and shouted anxiously, “Joy, Joy, are you hurt? Is there any discomfort? Joy…”
Joy finally came around and realized that he had been saved and he was safe after he saw Zhao Youlin showing up.
This realization allowed Joy to let down his guard at once, followed by fear and aggrievance. He pouted and reached out to wrap his arms around Zhao Youlin’s neck. He cried loudly, “Mommy, Mommy…”
Zhao Youlin was still in despair when she thought of what just happened. It broke her heart even more after she heard Joy crying and calling for her.
She took over Joy from Mu Tingfeng’s arms and checked Joy’s body like Mu Tingfeng did. After making sure that he was not injured, she coaxed him patiently. She waited until Joy’s mood was more stable before she turned around and looked at Mu Tingfeng. She asked, “Are you okay?”
She saw very clearly just now that Mu Tingfeng’s back had hit the ground and made a loud thud.
Although he was somewhat unhappy with Zhao Youlin putting Joy before him, he understood that Zhao Youlin had been really frightened by what had just happened. He shook his head and said in a low voice, “There is carpeting on the floor. I am fine.”
After Zhao Youlin heard what Mu Tingfeng said, it did not make her feel better. Her expression became even more gloomy.
Fortunately, there were carpets on the floor of their house. If there weren’t, she did not even dare to imagine what would happen to Mu Tingfeng and Joy.
Especially Joy, a little kid like him being thrown to the floor.
Zhao Youlin’s instantly darkened. She turned her head to look at the man who had just sent Joy flying.
After she saw that man, Zhao Youlin’s expression turned even gloomier.
The person who cruelly threw Joy out was no other than Zhao Yifei, who she had not seen for months.
More importantly, Zhao Yifei was grabbing someone. And this someone… was An Yue!
Zhao Youlin knew exactly what kind of person Zhao Yifei was. Judging by their reaction and thinking about how Joy was thrown out just now, Zhao Youlin understood immediately. She passed Joy to Mu Tingfeng and walked toward the two.
After An Yue saw that Joy was fine, she heaved a sigh of relief and tried to struggle again. Though she did not expect Zhao Yifei to act like he had expected it.
Not only did he restrain himself a little after what happened over there, instead, he held her even tighter. He dragged An Yue along with her and walked toward Zhao Youlin. When they were about to reach Zhao Youlin, he took the initiative to greet her. “It has been a long time, cousin. I have not seen you for so long. I have missed you very much!”
Zhao Yifei was speaking through clenched teeth. An Yue was shocked, as she widened her eyes and looked at Zhao Yifei in disbelief.
This man called Zhao Youlin cousin? He was Zhao Youlin’s cousin? Since this man was Zhao Youlin’s cousin, did that mean he was Han Yichen’s cousin too?
Before An Yue came around from her shock, she felt a strong force suddenly come from her other wrist that was not held by Zhao Yifei.
The next thing she knew, she was thrown into a somewhat unfamiliar embrace.
An Yue was startled. She looked up and saw an unfamiliar face, which had an awkward expression on it. “You…You…You…Are you okay?”
Xia Zhetao shivered and asked. If he remembered correctly, this girl seemed to be a worker from the store of former Mrs. President, right? If former Mrs. President knew that he had hugged her worker, she would kill him!
Hang on, something was not right. It was the former Mrs. President who threw her into his arms. Could it be that former Mrs. President saw that it was a pity for him to stay single, so she threw a beauty into his arms on purpose?
The secretary continued to indulge in his imagination and feel complacent. He did not know that Zhao Youlin only pushed An Yue into his arms because he was the only one who was standing the closest to them.
An Yue recovered herself and got up from Xia Zhetao’s arms. She said in an awkward manner, “I am fine. Youlin, she…”
An Yue turned around in a panic to see the situation on Zhao Youlin’s side, but was completely stunned by what she saw before her eyes.
Zhao Youlin had simply ignored Zhao Yifei’s greeting. After quickly pulling An Yue away from Zhao Yifei, without raising an eyebrow, she punched Zhao Yifei in the stomach under the astonished gaze of the crowd.
Zhao Yifei had not expected Zhao Youlin to dare attack him in front of so many people. After taking a solid punch in his stomach, the smile on his face was distorted. He covered his stomach and stumbled in place, nearly collapsing directly to the ground.
When he finally stabilized himself, Zhao Yifei looked up grudgingly at Zhao Youlin and said with a furious expression, “Zhao Youlin, how dare you… How dare you…”
Zhao Youlin replied with a raised eyebrow and a meaningful remark of chagrin, “I am surprised you did not fall down.”
Zhao Yifei had a bad feeling. His intuition of danger made him reflexively want to flee, but unfortunately, it was too late for him.
