20 – Liar! She is a big liar!
“Bai Ruanruan!! Bai Ruanruan! Bai Ruanruan!”
The man’s frenzied roars echoed throughout the entire estate, over and over again.
He was utterly drunk, tearing through curtains and searching every possible hiding place while shouting Bai Ruanruan’s name.
Lights, decorations, tables, chairs—anything in the grand hall that could be smashed or broken had been shattered into countless pieces, piled like mountains to one side.
“Young Master, we’ve already sent people to capture the young mistress. She definitely won’t be able to escape.”
“Come out, Bai Ruanruan. Get out here right now.”
At that moment, Jiang Yihan was sprawled on the floor, completely drunk, his entire head shoved under the sofa as he searched for someone.
Finding no one under the sofa, he let out a “bang!” as he yanked the coffee table over and smashed it into the sofa.
The servants: “…”
“Young Master, the young mistress has deceived you again. She went out to secretly meet another man. Even if we bring her back, you mustn’t let her fool you anymore.”
Lin Da didn’t dare approach, speaking to Jiang Yihan from a distance.
When their young master lost control, his combat prowess was comparable to a fighter jet—few could withstand it.
“Whoosh—”
Suddenly, Jiang Yihan turned with a dark expression, his gaze locking onto Lin Da.
Lin Da’s heart skipped a beat: “Y-Young Master.”
Jiang Yihan, holding a liquor bottle, began staggering toward Lin Da. His slender fingers were covered in wounds, and the blood on the back of his hands dripped onto the floor like blooming spider lilies.
“Young—Young Master, ah~!”
Abruptly, the estate was filled not only with the sound of shattering objects but also with agonized screams.
The servants hiding in the corners silently covered their faces, trying even harder to make themselves invisible.
Steward Lin was truly brave, daring to speak to the young master while he was out of control.
Before long, Lin Da’s face was even more swollen, a pitiful sight. He didn’t dare utter another word.
Jiang Yihan didn’t know how long he had been raging. In the end, he slumped dejectedly in front of the door, leaning against the wall reeking of alcohol, the corners of his eyes bloodshot.
Perhaps due to the alcohol, his tightly pursed lips appeared even more moist and crimson. He still clutched the liquor bottle tightly, his dark eyes glazed with confusion, his brow furrowed with pain and sorrow as he stared desolately into the distance.
Bai Ruanruan, Bai Ruanruan…
She went out to see Mu Xuan again.
Liar, she’s nothing but a big liar!
He would never let her go out again.
And so, the man sat in front of the door, craning his neck and staring intently at the road leading home.
He stared and stared.
He didn’t know how long he had been staring when finally, “Beep, beep—”
A familiar car gradually came into Jiang Yihan’s view from the distance.
It took him a moment to react—they were back. His long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a look of overwhelming grievance flashed in his eyes.
“The young mistress is back,” a servant whispered in surprise.
The man’s throat bobbed as he downed the remaining liquor in the bottle in one gulp. With a “bang!” he smashed the empty bottle on the ground.
“Handcuffs,” he slurred drunkenly.
Behind him, a servant quickly handed over the prepared handcuffs.
Clutching the handcuffs, Jiang Yihan’s burning gaze locked onto the approaching vehicle. He hastily stood up and moved forward.
He rose so abruptly that he nearly stumbled and fell. Though the servants behind him were worried, none dared step forward to help him at that moment.
Bai Ruanruan sat in the passenger seat. From afar, she had already spotted Jiang Yihan, and the corners of her lips couldn’t help but curl upward.
After receiving her flowers, her baby should be very happy, right?
The vehicle was getting closer and closer to Jiang Yihan…