The Devil Doctor's Spicy Love-Chapter 416: Engagement chaos (6)

"I don’t have time for your mind games," Hou Huan said.

"Ohh. I see. Maybe you remember a different name, perhaps...Long Sicong," Yong smiled.

She froze. Though belonging to a political family, she was hardwired to keep her poise and not react, she couldn’t stop herself today. It blasted at her face without such a warning that she wasn’t prepared at all.

"I think we need to stop this ceremony here. There are too many misunderstandings floating around us which we would like to discuss it privately-"

"How come, Mrs. Hou?" Yong smiled pleasantly. "End the party? The party is just beginning now. How can you forget a man like Long Sicong? You had such a close business relationship with him where he supplied sex workers to satisfy your son."

The bombshell dropped was so huge that some guests actually staggered back in utter disbelief.

"What preposterous-"

"And then one day, your son took a fancy to a beautiful woman, who he wanted to be his personal sex toy for life. But she refused. She never returned. She has been missing ever since."

The expressions across the Hou family’s members’ faces was beyond indescribable.

"How dare you accuse us of something like this!? Who the hell are you to point your fingers like this-"

*SLAP*

A harsh, crisp slap landed across Hou Huan’s face with such deadly force that her face tilted to the side and she stumbled back.

Silence descended.

A fairly young woman in her early twenties slapped an elderly woman, belonging to a well-established political family with an influence that spanned for more than thirty years. That stark contrast was hard to digest.

"Who the hell am I?" Yong’s dark eyes glared at her menacingly as if she was a snake approaching her to coil her to suffocation. Her voice had turned several degrees icier.

"I belong to the same Huayuan, you bitch. The same district whose sisters you exploited with our then bastard leader’s help for your sickly impotent son!"

Everybody was dumbfounded.

Impotent?

"Then one day you maniacal son fancied sister Nuwa and he wanted her to be permanently on his side. The punishment for her refusal was that she disappeared. So tell me, do you remember something or do I need to spill out more?"

Hou Huan trembled hard. The pain from her slap burned as if she was dropped to hell, but what felt more hellish was to hear this name - the dreadful name that had caused her such a huge headache years ago.

She is from Huayuan...?

Hou Guangxi jumped to his wife’s side. "How could you assault her like this! This is some respect you show to your elders!"

"Respect?" Yong sneered. "That fancy word doesn’t suit coming out of your mouth."

What the hell is happening?

Mulan shivered, feeling things were slowly going out of control. She remembered Yong from the time she had met the certain doctor for her investment.

How the hell is she from Huayuan? Does he know about this?

Slowly, a new face appeared as Zhuo Zihan approached Hou Huan. A look of extreme cold was etched across his face as his sharp daggers rained down upon her.

"What...is this I’m hearing?"

He then turned to look at Yong. "The name you said...Nuwa?"

Yong’s eyes narrowed at him.

Hou Huan gathered her wits and faced Yong. "You will pay for this..."

Her fingers clenched into her fists. Never in her life did somebody have the guts to even raise their voice against her, much less slap her. The public humiliation on top of that was unbearable.

"Answer me first, Aunt," Zhou Zihan stepped between her and Yong, his cold gaze striking her. "She said Nuwa. What does she mean? Had you...ever called a woman named Nuwa here?"

"Zihan!"

Zihan’s mother, Zhuo Meihui, intervened, hastily pulling his arm back.

"What are you doing!?" She whispered in his ear. "As if it’s already not chaotic enough!"

Zhuo Zihan shook her hand as if he was in trance. He faced Hou Huan again. "Answer me."

Hou Huan tried to smile. "Zihan, how long have we known each other for? I feel hurt seeing that instead of admonishing this woman who blatantly slapped your aunt, you are instead asking me questions."

"Just answer me," he wasn’t in any mood to get strung along with anybody’s mind games.

"Did you ever call Nuwa at your house?"

"No! This woman is lying!" She trembled hard. "I have no idea what she is talking about! Sex workers? Impotent son! She better control her words before I throw her in jail for defamation."

"How is it defamation when it’s the truth?" Mingshen lazily blew air over his nails. "Sex workers, I leave it up to her but as far as the subject of impotency is concerned, that’s not a lie in any way. My father was your son’s doctor for a long time - before he left you for good for hitting on Mom."

Mingshen glanced at his mother thoughtfully, trying to understand the appeal.

Yang Bingqing crushed his foot with her heel. "I sense some unnecessary questions in your eyes, idiot son. You better not be thinking something disrespectful about me or I will bury you in your very lab."

Everybody stared at Yang Cheng in shock, who had now become the center of attention, much to his displeasure.

"What?" Mingshen shrugged. "Mom already brought you into the spotlight long ago."

The guests waited for Hou Huan’s response. Yang Cheng was the Yang Cheng. Even she wasn’t so courageous to refute the truth that Yang Cheng was their family doctor for a long time.

"This situation has gone way beyond control," Zhong Kai stepped in and looked at Jia with a deadly glint.

"I’m disappointed in you, Superintendent Song. This isn’t expected of you. Even if you had suspicions, you should have come to me for a discussion, not create a public scene."

Yong turned to look at him. "Oh? Come to you to talk? And then what? Bury the case like you always do? Like you did years ago with sister Nuwa by being in cahoots with Long Sicong and in return, received an exemplary promotion in your career? The same promotion that you snatched away from a hardworking and an honest police officer who you charged with a fake drug case and dumped in prison?"