The Devil Doctor's Spicy Love-Chapter 423: Engagement chaos (13)

Jia stepped beyond Hou Huan and faced Anming. "I think we need to interrogate the entire Hou family."

"Didn’t I just say that I hired the assassins!?" Hou Huan flared.

"Your confession is pointless if you are trying to protect your son."

Delan rushed toward Anming and held his arm. "Anming, say something! This cannot be true, right?"

He stared at her and said, "I just wanted to protect Jielun."

Yang Bingqing shook her head. "Oh dear, oh dear. This is so messed up..."

"What the hell is happening!?" It was getting more and more difficult to handle Jielun’s temper.

"Nuwa, come to my side! How dare you run away from me that-"

A punch landed straight on his face when he shook Tengqi away and charged straight toward her. Zihan, who had lost all his patience now, threw the most vicious hit he could. His knuckles carried the anguish and unfairness that Nuwa had to face all these years. It held the rage of his own helplessness and his failure to protect the woman he loved.

"Do you hear loudly? I said stay the fuck away from Nuwa," he snarled.

"Jielun!" Hou Huan cried, rushing to check his cheek.

"Mom, it hurts! Look, what he did! You said that nobody can hit me! How dare he show that attitude then!?"

Hou Huan trembled hard, seeing the mark of Sihan’s vicious punch. By this point, she was way beyond her tolerance capacity and she headed straight toward Zhuo Meihui, throwing a tight slap across her cheek.

"Oohhh," Mingshen was enjoying the show.

"Meihui!" Her husband, Zhuo Hanwei caught her as she stumbled back. He then glared at her. "What are you doing!"

"Stop with that shitty talk! Don’t you dare raise your voice against me. We are honorable Politburo members of the party. And you..." she gnashed her jaw as she glared at her hatefully.

"I cannot believe that both of your sons would go this far to humiliate my family! How dare you target my sons, Meihui? You know more than anybody else just how much I love my sons and now your children are blatantly accusing and punching them!"

Zhuo Meihui shook hard. She could feel her entire life and reputation crumbling before her like a tower of falling cards. In front of everybody, she was slapped right on her face. Her political standing might be lower than that of the Hou family, but Zihan had proved his merits over time. Though she hated Syaoran’s guts for doing what he did, her concern at the present time was to salvage her reputation.

"You cannot talk down to me like before, Hou Huan," she gritted her teeth. "We will soon be in the same Politburo committee that you are so proud of."

"I don’t care! Apologize to my sons right now! Your entire family must kneel before us and apologize!"

"That’s ridiculous!" Zhuo Meihui shot back. The stinging pain on her cheek left by her slap was now making her more and more furious. "Kneel before you? In your dreams! What did they do wrong?"

Syaoran simply glanced at his mother and kept quiet.

She sneered. "Syaoran simply exposed your second son for hiring an assassin to kill a woman. Your Jielun was a piece of shit anyway! A disgrace for the family whom you kept protecting like an idiot because of your ’motherly love.’"

By the time Hou Huan could process her comeback, she had already stepped forward and bridged the gap between them.

"You dare slap me when you made me dirty my hands for your disgusting son!? Don’t forget that it was you who made me work with Long Sicong to get your infertile son women after women to bed!"

She froze.

"Because why not?" She laughed. "How could the Hou family allow themselves to be involved with those filthy sex workers? So you used my family as your puppets to gather toys your son could play and then break. The nerve of you to hit me after all the mud I went through for you!"

"Zhuo Meihui! What nonsense are you spouting-"

"Nonsense? If it’s nonsense, then do you dare challenge Dr. Yang Cheng’s claim that Jielun spoke distastefully about Mrs. Yang and so he left your family? That you frantically looked for another doctor to take his place - a bent doctor which once again, I arranged for you from the infamous She gang."

At that moment, Yang Bingqing slowly looked up and so did Xie Zi Han.

"Why isn’t the doctor here, huh? His mentally ill patient is causing a rampage all over, so what is his doctor doing? Why don’t you bring him down, who after Long Sicong’s downfall, still somehow arranged to bring women for your son instead of treating his condition! Bring that doctor out in the front!"

Yong, who had been rapidly typing on her phone until now, smiled. She looked up and shared a glance with Shilin.

Similarly, Hou Huan exchanged gazes with Tengqi, who looked with a tight expression himself.

Yong smiled. "The ’boss’ I work for is quite secretive. He likes to be in the shadows, probably an old habit of the past. But don’t worry, I am well of my Boss’s eccentricities. He must be in Hou Jielun’s room. I bet he wants to check on him, but he is too shy to show his face."

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Mulan cursed in her mind.

What the hell is happening!? He cannot reveal himself!

She quietly slipped past the crowd and standing near a pillar, furiously typed on her phone.

’Fuck, you cannot come out now!’

Unfortunately for Mulan, nothing was going according to what she would have wanted because Huojin was already in the upper floor’s corridor, dragging a middle-aged man with him. The man was gasping and resisting against Huojin’s force but to no avail.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Let me go!"

Eventually, he was dragged at the center with all the gazes directed straight at him - including Yang Bingqing’s.