She changed her tone, “It’s true that we are Ms. Tangxi Li’s bodyguards, but we are here to protect you.”
“Huh?” Wang Tiantian was stunned, showing an expression that said, ‘Are you fucking kidding me?’
Amy explained calmly and confidently, “Ms. Tangxi Li has won the world martial arts championship three years in a row. Under normal circumstances, she doesn’t need our protection…”
World… martial arts… champion?!
Three years… in a row!!
Wang Tiantian: “…” (Holy shit!)
The An Family: “…” (So, they’re the ones being protected?)
This was simply unheard of! A fantasy! Bullshit!
Wang Tiantian stood frozen for a full five seconds before meeting Amy’s emerald-green eyes again, “Do I look like an idiot to you?”
Amy smiled politely, “Whether you believe it or not is your choice.”
“…” Wang Tiantian fell silent.
She didn’t want to believe it, but whenever she remembered the brutal and ruthless force Tangxi Li used when hitting people, she couldn’t refute it.
An Ning, An Chengyou, and Wang Xinglin also stopped cursing and became as quiet as mice.
Tangxi Li glanced at them with a faint, mocking smile, “Better keep up your earlier attitude. I like seeing you unable to stand me but powerless to do anything about it!”
“You’re a freak!” Wang Tiantian muttered under her breath.
Tangxi Li seemed to enjoy it, “Yes, just like that. Keep going.”
Wang Tiantian: “…” (No way! Why should I listen to her?)
She rolled her eyes and let out an indignant “Hmph,” completely unaware that she had fallen into the other’s reverse psychology.
After all the commotion, seeing the An Family members subdued one by one—some injured, some utterly deflated—Old Master An let out a defeated, despondent sigh.
“Shall we sit down and have a proper talk?” he said, no longer condescending or putting on airs as an elder, his tone full of compromise and concession.
Tangxi Li refused expressionlessly, “There’s nothing to talk about. I’ve had enough fun for today. Farewell.”
With that, she pushed past the bodyguards and walked out coldly and resolutely, without a hint of attachment.
As she passed through the living room, she glanced at An Minghe and the others, each in their own miserable state, and felt a surge of satisfaction.
Suddenly, she thought of something, frowned, turned around, and went back.
The grandchildren supporting Old Madam An took a step back in unison when they saw her return, eyeing her warily, “What do you want now?”
Tangxi Li gave them a lazy look, “Relax, I’m not going to hit you.”
She turned her head to Old Master An and raised her hand, signaling to Bella and Amy beside her, “Grab him.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
The two quickly approached Old Master An, who was retreating, and flanked him, bringing him before Tangxi Li.
Old Master An tried his best to maintain composure and dignity, “What do you want?”
“Nothing much…” Tangxi Li smiled innocently, “I just remembered I missed one.”
Slap! Slap!—Her expression hardened as she raised her hand and delivered two hard slaps to Old Master An’s face.
“The whole family must stay together, not a single one missing.”
“You…” Old Master An couldn’t bear the humiliation and frustration, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed unconscious.
Old Madam An, infuriated by her absurd yet deliberate actions, fainted again.
“Grandpa—Grandma—”
“Grandpa—Grandma—”
“Someone, call an ambulance!”The entire An family was once again thrown into chaos.
Some were calling for an ambulance, while others desperately ran to fetch emergency medicine…
Tangxi Li scanned the area, confirming she hadn’t missed anyone—she had dealt with them all—and felt thoroughly satisfied.
She glanced at her wristwatch: 22:45.
She pulled two wet wipes from her clutch and meticulously cleaned her fingers, one by one.
After finishing, she tossed them into the trash and left contentedly with her bodyguards.
As they stepped out the main gate, she instructed, “The evidence of tax evasion by An’s subsidiaries can now be sent to the tax bureau.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Whoosh, whoosh—”
Outside, rain had begun to fall unnoticed.
The foliage was shrouded in mist, and heavy rain poured down like a flowing curtain.
The lawn lights and tree lights in the courtyard flickered faintly through the watery haze.
Amy turned back and pressured the An family servants into handing over several umbrellas.
When she emerged, she saw Tangxi Li already strolling calmly into the curtain of rain.
The downpour soaked her hair and dress, but she didn’t pause for even half a second.
Her wet high heels had become slippery, so she kicked them off to the side and walked barefoot.
The bodyguards were accustomed to this; their lady never used an umbrella.
She simply enjoyed the sensation of the rain—that was all.
A capricious madwoman, an elegant and untamed rogue—this was how her defeated rivals described the lady.
She had always been a person bound by no constraints.
Under the heavy veil of night, by the time Zhou Zhou and Yong Zhixu arrived at the An residence, Tangxi Li had already left.
The rain was gradually easing, and several ambulances were parked in front of the An family’s gate, where medical staff carefully loaded the injured onto stretchers.
Zhou Zhou got out to observe the scene but returned to the car disappointed, muttering regretfully, “I actually missed the show. It’s all my fault.”
If she hadn’t stopped the car to vomit from drinking and delayed over half an hour on the way, she surely would have witnessed Ali grinding the An family into the ground.
She couldn’t even imagine how satisfying it would have been.
“The show?” Yong Zhixu, in the driver’s seat, turned around at her words, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. “Weren’t you rushing here because you were worried about her safety and wanted to rescue her?”
On the way, Zhou Zhou had briefly explained Tangxi Li’s relationship with the An family to Yong Zhixu.
That’s why he had driven so fast, even taking shortcuts.
But now she was telling him it was just to watch the spectacle.
Meeting his authoritative gaze, Zhou Zhou’s heart involuntarily trembled, and her tongue tied slightly. “Of… of course not. Ali is a world-class martial arts champion and has several bodyguards at a special agent level. She doesn’t need me to rescue her at all…”
Her voice grew softer and more hesitant.
Yong Zhixu suddenly understood. “So, when you stopped her from returning to the An family at the bar, you were afraid she would cause chaos?”
Zhou Zhou’s eyes widened slightly, her expression saying, “How did you know?”
“Third Brother, you’re so clever!”
“…” Yong Zhixu said nothing more.
He looked through the windshield at the busy medical staff ahead and let out a self-mocking laugh.
“I’ll take you home,” he said, starting the car.
“No, no, I need to go to Ali’s place. Could you take me there, Third Brother? Hehe…” Zhou Zhou requested cautiously.
In the middle of the night, Yong Zhixu naturally couldn’t leave a young woman stranded halfway, so he turned the car around and drove her to Tangxi Li’s home.
However, upon hearing the address she gave, a flicker of strangeness passed through Yong Zhixu’s eyes.
When the car stopped in front of a beautiful, standalone European-style garden villa outside the Third Ring Road, his expression grew complicated.
He turned his head and looked at the villa across the street.
That one was his house.However, I don’t often come back to stay…