They were all children from wealthy families, trained from a young age. Despite Lu Xuanxuan’s delicate appearance, the force behind her fists was no joke.
She threw an uppercut straight at Tong Yao’s nose, and immediately, two streams of bright red blood gushed down.
Lu Xuanxuan leaped up, grabbing Tong Yao’s hair and yanking it downward with all her might.
Tong Yao dodged swiftly, wiping the blood from her nose with the back of her hand, her face now a mess of smeared makeup.
With a sweeping kick, she knocked Lu Xuanxuan to the ground thud the floor trembled from the impact.
But Lu Xuanxuan was quick, seizing Tong Yao’s collar and pulling hard, dragging her down as well.
Tong Yao’s meticulously applied makeup was now a patchwork of red and blue, her split lip oozing crimson blood. She licked her lips, and Bai Song could see her teeth stained red.
Whether it was smudged makeup or actual bruising, Tong Yao’s eyes were rimmed with black, contrasting starkly against her flawless pale skin, making her look like a panda.
The two rolled across the floor, still clawing and punching at each other.
Lu Xuanxuan locked her legs tightly around Tong Yao’s neck, one hand gripping a handful of wavy hair. Meanwhile, Tong Yao, hindered by her high heels and tight-fitting suit, was clearly at a disadvantage. Her punches lacked power, her arms unable to swing freely, only a few weak blows landed, evident from the faint bruise forming on Lu Xuanxuan’s cheek.
Bai Song stood frozen, wide-eyed, watching the two women brawl. She rubbed her eyes, as if unable to believe the scene before her.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sharp sound of slaps snapped Bai Song back to reality. The two women, now face-to-face, glared at each other for a few seconds before suddenly resorting to slapping each other red handprints, swollen cheeks. If word got out, no one would believe that two young ladies from prominent families could act so shamelessly.
Bai Song hastily pulled the IV needle from her hand and scrambled out of bed.
“Stop it! Both of you! Yao Yao, stop, stop fighting!”
She rushed forward, grabbing Tong Yao’s arm as if trying to restrain her from attacking.
At that moment, Lu Xuanxuan raised her hand slap! slap! two solid blows landed on Tong Yao’s face, leaving bright red handprints on both cheeks.
Tong Yao was stunned, but her furious glare wasn’t directed at Lu Xuanxuan, it was at Bai Song, who was holding her arm.
In the chaos, Lu Xuanxuan had swung instinctively, never expecting to actually land the hits. A smug grin spread across her face.
Bai Song panicked. After all, Tong Yao was the head of a major corporation, how could she show up to work with a face like that? Seeing Tong Yao’s rapidly swelling cheeks, she instinctively reached out to touch them.
Tong Yao, still fuming, slapped Bai Song’s hand away smack! a red mark instantly blooming on her skin.
With a cold laugh, Tong Yao’s gaze flickered between the two before settling on Bai Song. “You wanted to help her hit me? Bai Song, do you think I’m stupid? Did you really think I’d just stand there and let you?”
To Tong Yao, Bai Song stopping her meant siding with Lu Xuanxuan.
But Lu Xuanxuan, seeing things clearly, knew better. If this were a childish fight reported to the parents, no matter who was truly at fault, the parents would scold their own child first.
Bai Song stopping Tong Yao only proved that, between the two of them, she had instantly taken Tong Yao’s side.
Why?!
Bai Song had sacrificed so much for Tong Yao, yet Tong Yao remained completely oblivious!
Not only was she unaware, but she had also done many things to hurt Bai Song and said so many insulting words to her. Why was Bai Song still so devoted to her? Even when trying to resolve the crisis, she only sought out those who were absolutely impossible choices.
And someone like her, who might get emotionally entangled, was directly excluded.
She hadn’t felt it earlier, but after seeing Tong Yao’s terrible attitude toward Bai Song, Lu Xuanxuan’s resentment surged uncontrollably. The emotions she had forcibly suppressed erupted like a living volcano.
She grabbed Bai Song’s wrist and pulled her to her side, licking her bitten lip before baring her teeth and saying, “Since you’re saying that, then fine. No matter what she’s like, I want her. Tong Yao, let go.”
“Impossible!” Tong Yao’s face darkened. She had calmed down by now, but the hatred in her eyes was real. Whether provoked or not, she still hated Bai Song.
Lu Xuanxuan’s expression was even darker than hers.
Bai Song was such a good person, someone who loved her so much. Couldn’t Tong Yao see how abnormal this was? Had she never doubted it?
She didn’t understand Bai Song at all, what right did she have to receive Bai Song’s love?
Lu Xuanxuan had no intention of wasting words with her. If reasoning didn’t work, then there was no point in talking.
Furious, she grabbed Bai Song’s hand and turned to leave.
Caught off guard, Bai Song stumbled and fell into her arms, flustered as she tried to scramble up.
A sudden sharp pain shot through her shoulder. Bai Song was already used to Tong Yao’s vicious grip, but the pain didn’t lessen. Her face twisted in agony, though she managed not to cry out.
Lu Xuanxuan’s expression changed instantly. She hurriedly tried to shield Bai Song behind her.
But even after such rough treatment, Bai Song still patted the back of her hand, enduring the pain as she comforted her, “Xuanxuan, you should go back first. This is between me and Tong Yao.”
One called “Xuanxuan,” the other “Tong Yao” the difference in closeness was obvious.
Tong Yao’s fists clenched tightly, her knuckles cracking. She shoved Bai Song aside, grabbed Lu Xuanxuan’s arm, and kicked her in the stomach. The two were soon locked in another fierce struggle.
Bai Song, caught in the crossfire, twisted her ankle and fell sideways, her temple hitting the sharp corner of a table. Bright red blood immediately trickled down.
It itched a little. Bai Song scratched her forehead and felt the wetness of blood. The sight of it made her scream in fright, “Ah!”
Tong Yao, straddling Lu Xuanxuan and pulling her hair, was about to slap her repeatedly. Thinking Bai Song was interfering again, she sneered and turned to mock her.
But when she turned, she was met with Bai Song’s blood-streaked face. The crimson hue dilated Tong Yao’s pupils for a split second, she found Bai Song breathtakingly beautiful, stunning in her agony.
A primal urge even surged within her.
But quickly, Tong Yao snapped back to reality. Stumbling off Lu Xuanxuan, she crawled to Bai Song’s side, grabbing her hands and pushing aside her disheveled hair as she asked anxiously, “Song Song, are you okay? Let me see, where are you hurt?”
Tong Yao’s expression was terrifying, like a starving beast eyeing its prey. She glared at Bai Song with such intensity that it seemed she might devour her whole at any moment.
Dizzy from being shaken, Bai Song instinctively tried to push her hands away.
Blood-stained Tong Yao’s white shirt. Remembering her aversion to dirt, Bai Song instinctively withdrew his hand, only to have it tightly grasped by Tong Yao instead.
Meeting Tong Yao’s anxious and worried gaze, Bai Song’s head spun dizzily. He barely managed to utter, “Let her go,” before collapsing into unconsciousness.