Han Jian Yue suddenly grabbed the ashtray on the table and smashed it over, "Who the hell do you think you are? Answer whatever I ask!"
The ashtray hit Han Mo Yin's forehead, and a large lump immediately began to swell on his fair skin.
Yan Zhi and Da Yang were stunned. Han Jian Yue was truly a scumbag, resorting to violence without hesitation. This was his own brother!
Xiao Yi continued to watch the two with a placid gaze, seeming too weary to even react.
Han Mo Yin raised his hand to touch his forehead. The swelling grew larger, yet his expression remained unchanged. He simply said, "I don't know what I did to displease Big Brother again, but when outsiders are present, Big Brother should really be more restrained."
Han Jian Yue laughed, "Do I need your instruction to do as I please?"
With that, he slapped Han Mo Yin across the face again. "So what if I want to hit you?"
Han Mo Yin endured the slap, raising his hand to lightly wipe the corner of his mouth. A metallic taste of blood filled his mouth.
Yan Zhi looked towards Xiao Yi. As long as Brother Yi didn't give the word, he wouldn't dare to make a move. But this scumbag Han Jian Yue was simply asking for a beating!
Xiao Yi finally spoke, "Han Jian Yue, did you arrange to meet me just to watch yourself act like an idiot?"
Han Jian Yue slowly shifted his gaze back, staring at Xiao Yi with dark, predatory eyes. He suddenly kicked Han Mo Yin out from under the chair, letting out a low, sinister chuckle. "How are we going to settle the score for you hitting me last time?"
"Oh."
Xiao Yi responded casually, then stood up.
Han Jian Yue's eyes narrowed. "What are you doing?"
Xiao Yi glanced at Da Yang and Yan Zhi. The two understood perfectly and nodded in unison, then promptly went to guard the door outside the private room.
"What? What are you doing?"
Han Jian Yue realized something was wrong and beckoned with his hand. The bodyguards behind him immediately moved closer, forming a protective circle around him.
"Hmph, hmph, what's the matter? Still want to fight? Come on, bring it on!"
Xiao Yi curled the corner of his lips, picked up the empty teacup from the table, tossed it in the air, caught it, tossed it again, caught it again, tossed it again...
The teacup was suddenly hurled forward, flying between two bodyguards and smashing directly onto Han Jian Yue's head!
"Damn it!"
Han Jian Yue clutched his head, howling in pain.
Listening to the sounds of crashing and smashing from inside, and the increasingly pained cries, Yan Zhi offered Da Yang a cigarette. "Sigh, he really deserved that!"
Da Yang: "Couldn't agree more!"
Yan Zhi: "It's heaven's will that he gets beaten!"
Da Yang: "Even if he's beaten, it's still not enough!"
Five minutes later, Xiao Yi emerged.
Yan Zhi quickly stepped forward. "Brother Yi, why did it take so long?"
Xiao Yi took the towel Da Yang offered and wiped his hands. "He was too talkative. I had to discipline him for a bit longer."
"Ah, was five minutes enough? Should we add another five?" Yan Zhi said, rolling up his sleeves. "If not, I'll handle the second round!"
Da Yang: "Right! Otherwise, he won't learn his lesson!"
Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "He probably won't forget this for the rest of his life."
"That's good, that's good." As they spoke, they turned their heads and spat towards the door. "Serves him right!"
Inside the room, Han Jian Yue and several bodyguards were sprawled on the floor.
His face was so swollen that his features were almost unrecognizable, his eyes narrowed into slits. He was helped up by a bodyguard.
He pointed a finger at the person leaning against the wall. "You little bastard! Xiao Yi was the one hitting you, and you just watched, right?"
Han Mo Yin replied unhurriedly, "I can't even beat you, how could I possibly beat him?"
With that, he left without looking back.
At that moment, Han Hong Sui was furious!
"What does Xiao Yi mean by this? Is he showing utter disrespect to our Han family!"
Han Jian Yue, his head wrapped in bandages and looking utterly pathetic, his lips also swollen, spoke with a slurred voice. "Dad... you must help me get this revenge! We agreed to cooperate between our two families, but now that their goal is achieved, their attitude has changed! The last time I went to their Xiao family's old mansion, they kicked me out... then I ran into Xiao Yi, and he had people beat me up again. This time, he's even laid hands on me himself... Dad, look, look at what he did to me..."
Han Hong Sui knew his son had been wronged, but he also felt a pang of disappointment.
When Xiao Yi laid hands on him, couldn't he have fought back?
He was beaten even after bringing bodyguards!
He suppressed his anger and had the butler escort his son to rest.
Han Hong Sui sat alone in his office, his expression grave. If Xiao Yi truly showed such blatant disregard for the Han family, then he would...
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
Han Mo Yin walked in. "Dad."
"Ah, it's Mo Yin," Seeing his younger son, Han Hong Sui's expression immediately softened considerably.
Suddenly, his expression changed. "What happened to your forehead?"
Han Mo Yin was handsome, possessing a beauty that was almost androgynous. If he wore women's clothes, he would surely be more stunning than any woman!
Yet, on such a beautiful child, there was a large swollen lump on his forehead, making it painful to even look at.
"Oh, this... I said the wrong thing today, and my brother got angry. He hit me with an ashtray."
He said it so casually, as if he was long accustomed to it.
But Han Hong Sui was greatly shocked!
"You... you're saying your brother... he... he does this to you often?"
"It's alright, I suppose. As long as I don't make mistakes, say the wrong thing, or if he's in a good mood, he treats me okay."