Self-deception.
Facing the air, Lan Yunhai suddenly thought of this idiom.
An indescribable shame and anger made the young master Lan, who was like a jade gentleman in the mist, unable to maintain his composure.
He only felt as if his refined and handsome face was being slapped repeatedly in public.
The hands that were slapping him were one from Mo Hongti in red and the other from Dai Paipai in black.
In front of so many people.
Especially his fiancée, Murong Mingyuan, was right beside him!
Lan Yunhai, who had never suffered such a humiliating disgrace since childhood, was now not only blushing but also his mind went blank, not knowing what to do.
He just stood there like an idiot, lifting his hands motionlessly.
Then, looking at Lan Mingliang, who had rushed forward to introduce Mo Hongti to him.
Lan Mingliang's reaction could only be described by these two words.
Idiot!!
The surrounding crowd suddenly fell silent.
Those who could afford to spend at Victoria were not ordinary citizens, but influential people from all walks of life.
Influential people in Qingyun might not know Lan Yunhai.
But who hadn't heard of the Tian Dong Lan family's reputation?
And who didn't understand that compared to the Tian Dong Lan family, Mo Hongti was like a lamb that could be dragged into the slaughterhouse and handed a knife at any time?
So the question arises.
Who!
Gave Mo Hongti the courage to publicly humiliate young master Lan without any prior enmity with the Tian Dong Lan family?
This question—
It wasn't a wasted trip to Victoria tonight; there was a good show to watch.
After all, to witness the young master of the Tian Dong Lan family being slapped invisible little hands was a blessing!
All the onlookers in the crowd, filled with schadenfreude, looked towards Mo Hongti.
Mo Hongti, however, had already shaken hands with Old Su, with a smile on her face, "Mr. Su, you haven't been to Victoria before, have you?"
Shocked secretly at Mo Hongti's audacity to offend young master Lan without reason, Old Su, now sober, quickly replied, "Heh heh, no, I've never been. If Ziyu hadn't treated me tonight, where would I have the money to spend in such a high-class place?"
"Heh heh, Mr. Su is joking."
Mo Hongti giggled charmingly, and then shook hands with Ning Xiaolan, "Director Ning, if I didn't know you were Dean Su's mother, I would have thought you were at most thirty-four or thirty-five, and perfectly suited to be my older sister."
Oh my.
This little mouth is really sweet.
Although Ning Xiaolan was straightforward (and hot-tempered), she was still a woman, and which woman didn't like being praised?
While Mo Hongti was exchanging pleasantries with Ning Xiaolan, Dai Paipai also shook hands with Old Su and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Mr. Su, for giving me the business of thirty thousand sets of uniforms. Tonight, please allow me the opportunity to host a banquet to express my gratitude."
Old Su then, in his own understanding, grasped why Dai Paipai was at Victoria.
So it was to thank Old Su for giving her the contract for thirty thousand sets of uniforms.
"Dean Su, younger brother."
After Mo Hongti shook hands with Li Qianfan and Su Ziyu respectively, she raised her hand, "Please, let's talk inside."
In front of Ning Xiaolan, Mo Hongti referred to Li Qianfan as her younger brother, which also showed her frankness.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the group walked up the steps, chatting and laughing.
Still ignoring Lan Yunhai and the others.
Lan Yunhai—
Finally, with stiff movements, he slowly lowered his right hand.
This man indeed had some composure.
Even though he had secretly sworn to destroy Mo Hongti, he was able to quickly regain his "gentleman like jade in the mist" demeanor.
Making people think that the person Mo Hongti had just slapped was not him at all.
"This Lan Yunhai, after being slapped, didn't lose his temper. He's somewhat of a character. Mo Hongti treating him like this must be because she knows the Lan family plans to take my wife's hospital by force. This is why she's taking this opportunity to vent some anger for my wife. Good, well done."
As Li Qianfan walked past Lan Yunhai, he glanced at him and thought this in his heart.
What about Su Ziyu's reaction?
He felt as refreshed as if he had drunk sour plum soup on a hot summer day, with every pore of his body tingling with satisfaction!
"Stop!"
Just as the group was about to enter the hall, Murong Mingyuan, who was beside Lan Yunhai, finally understood what was happening and shouted sharply.
The cunning Lan Yunhai could still remain calm and pretend that nothing had happened.
But Murong Mingyuan could not tolerate it.
Lan Yunhai was her knight in shining armor, whom she had fallen in love with at first sight.
Mo Hongti could slap her face (dare to slap it, try it!), but she absolutely could not slap the man she admired!
Whoever dared to slap Lan Yunhai's face, Murong Mingyuan had to retaliate.
With interest!
Mo Hongti stopped and turned to look at Murong Mingyuan, her face full of confusion, but she smiled, "Miss, are you calling me?"
"Who else would I be calling if not you, you bitch?"
Murong Mingyuan cursed as soon as she spoke, and with a sweep of her right hand from her waist.
She drew a golden, exquisitely crafted small whip, about two meters long, from under her white, long-sleeved T-shirt tied around her waist.
As expected of a descendant of nomadic royalty, she was not only wild in appearance and temperament but also carried a small whip to whip people with.
*Pia!*
Murong Mingyuan flicked her wrist, and the tip of the whip, made of some unknown material, made a crackling sound in the air.
Mo Hongti shivered from the scare.
The onlookers also felt a tremor in their hearts and instinctively retreated.
*Pia!*
After Murong Mingyuan swung the whip again, she flicked her right hand.
She gripped the tip of the whip with her fingers, pointed the whip at Mo Hongti from afar, and shouted, "Bitch, get over here! Kneel and kowtow to my fiancé to apologize! Otherwise, I'll whip you half to death tonight. And then I'll tear down this bird's nest of yours."
What?
This wild beauty was young master Lan's fiancée?
The onlookers' enthusiasm for watching the show instantly increased geometrically!
There was indeed something to watch tonight.
Mo Hongti had slapped young master Lan, and young master Lan's fiancée was going to step forward and help him regain his honor.
Are there any vendors selling small stools, melon seeds, and bottled water here?
Lan Yunhai's eyes flickered.
His mind raced—
He quickly tried to stop her, "Mingyuan, don't offend people casually for my sake."
"Get out of the way! She dared to insult you, she insulted me. She dared to insult me, she insulted the entire Sijiu Murong family! Whoever dares to insult Sijiu Murong must pay the most painful price."
Murong Mingyuan said furiously, pushing Lan Yunhai aside and striding towards Mo Hongti.
"What are you doing?"
Zhang Bao, who was standing nearby, naturally wouldn't allow Murong Mingyuan to whip Mo Hongti. He immediately shouted sternly and rushed forward to block her.
"What am I doing? I'm going to whip this bitch to death."
Murong Mingyuan flicked her wrist for the third time, the whip *pia-d* in a flourish, and swung viciously towards Zhang Bao, who was blocking her path.
Zhang Bao instinctively raised his hand to grab the whip tip.
But Murong Mingyuan's whip skills were quite advanced.
Just as Zhang Bao's right hand was about to grasp the whip tip, the whip tip suddenly changed direction like a spirit snake, nimbly bypassing that hand.
Not good!
Zhang Bao, having missed, secretly cried out "not good."
But before he could react, he felt a sharp crackle by his ear.
A sharp pain on his left cheek!
It felt like being branded by a red-hot iron bar.
The onlookers all saw a bloody gash appear on Zhang Bao's left cheek.
The gash ran diagonally upwards from his cheekbone to the corner of his left eye.
It had almost blinded his eye.
Zhang Bao was in agony and furious!
Murong Mingyuan, however, flicked her right hand and said smugly, "Get lost! Otherwise, I'll whip you blind."
"Zhang Bao, calm down first."
Mo Hongti frowned and said, then quickly walked in front of Murong Mingyuan.
She looked directly at Murong Mingyuan and said clearly, "Three things. First, why did you publicly insult me and force me to kowtow and apologize to your fiancé? Second, for this whip you struck my subordinate with, you won't get away with less than one hundred thousand yuan in medical expenses. Third, if you cannot give me a reasonable explanation, I don't care if you are from Sijiu Murong or Tian Dong Lan family. Tonight, none of you will leave here intact."
As she spoke the last sentence, Mo Hongti shouted, "Zhang Bao! Gather all the brothers and surround these people. If even one of them escapes, find a rope and hang yourself!"
Received.
Zhang Bao raised his hand and waved, shouting, "Brothers, grab your weapons!"
*Huala*.
A total of twenty security guards, showing their batons and other weapons, surrounded Lan Yunhai and his group.
Each of them exuded a murderous aura!
Murong Mingyuan had not only insulted Mo Hongti, their bread and butter, but also publicly injured Zhang Bao.
The brothers' batons had long been thirsty.
Su Ziyu, witnessing all this, was secretly excited.
But he also felt a pang of sadness, "Look at how imposing Mo Hongti is? And look at me, sigh."
Ning Xiaolan, standing beside her beloved daughter, frowned slightly.
However, she had no intention of intervening.
After all, this was not her jurisdiction.
The key point was that Mother Lan knew clearly that with her abilities, she was not qualified to get involved in this matter.
Dai Paipai's peripheral vision glanced at Li Qianfan.
Li Qianfan, with a look of tension and fear, held his wife's hand tightly, ready to hide behind his wife if a conflict broke out.
"He's getting more and more of an act. If Mo Hongti didn't have you backing her, how would she dare to slap young master Lan in public and challenge a Sijiu elite family?"
A woman in a black dress thought this and quietly closed her legs.
Looking at Lan Yunhai and the others.
None of them had expected that Mo Hongti, knowing who Lan Yunhai was and that Murong Mingyuan was a young lady from a Sijiu elite family, would still dare to be so tough.
Even—
Mo Hongti actually reached out and took a one-meter-long stainless steel pipe from Zhang Bao's hand.
She also slowly lifted her skirt with her left hand and tucked it into her waistband.
Her long legs, clad in red high heels, with more than half of them exposed under the light.
Blindingly white.
Straight and alluring.
Round and enticing.
Mo Hongti actually adopted a stance as if she would raise the steel pipe and personally lead the team to attack Murong Mingyuan and the others if words failed!
After all, she was the Queen of the Night in Qingyun.
When she started her business, she had indeed led her team into battle many times and knew a few powerful moves.
When Mo Hongti adopted this stance, Lan Yunhai, Murong Mingyuan, and the others were dumbfounded.
Wherever they went in the past, as long as they showed their family name, everything would go smoothly.
No one had ever dared to confront them!
But tonight—
They encountered someone who dared to go head-to-head with them!
"I'll count to ten. Give me the answer I want."
Mo Hongti stared intently into Murong Mingyuan's eyes and smiled grimly.
She began the countdown—