113 Don'st Let a Single One Get Away

Han Xue'er had almost lost her wits as she threw herself at Mu Xiaoxiao to mess her up.

Yin Shaojie grabbed Han Xue'er by her wrist and gripped it tightly, and he said fiercely, "You dare to touch her? Do you have a death wish?"

"Hurts… It hurts…" Han Xue'er broke into tears from the pain. She was a frail girl from a wealthy family and had never been mistreated like this before. What's more, it was her Prince Charming who she had admired for so long who did this to her.

But Yin Shaojie was not fazed by her tears.

Mu Xiaoxiao quickly reached out to stop him lest he really injured someone.

But just as she raised her arm, she gasped in deep pain and cried out, "Hurts—"

"What happened?" Yin Shaojie noticed it, and he suddenly flung Han Xue'er aside.

He raised her arms and had a look. Her arm, which was usually fair and delicate, was bleeding with cuts all over it. It looked dreadful.

"How did you get injured like this?" He was startled, and he turned his penetrating gaze toward Han Xue'er and the bunch of girls, making the atmosphere uncomfortable. "You did it?"

He turned to look at Mu Xiaoxiao's body, and he said anxiously, "Didn't you say you were fine? How is this fine?"

It shocked him when he saw that her palm was still bleeding.

"I… I forgot, okay?" Mu Xiaoxiao sulked as she pouted her little mouth. The situation was too dangerous just now when she had been surrounded and beaten by the girls. She had been more concerned with staying alive than caring about the injury on her hand.

"Let's go! I'm taking you to the school's clinic!" Yin Shaojie frowned and said. With the severity of her injury, she should be going to the hospital. However, Shangde High's clinic was unlike other school's. It had a comprehensive set of facilities and resources, and it was like a mini private hospital.

"Wait…"

After taking only two steps, Mu Xiaoxiao frowned. Even though she was not critically injured, she could still feel the ache as she walked from the beating she had received.

Yin Shaojie gave her a look. He then carried her by her waist, and he scolded her, "Stop saying you're alright!"

With a fierce expression, he scanned the girls again, and he said callously to Wu Hao behind him, "You watch them. Don't let a single one of them get away. I'll be back to deal with them!"

His assistant, Wu Hao, who had seen most of his methods, couldn't help but shudder and feel pity for these girls.

He replied respectfully, "Understood, Young Master Jie."

Upon hearing these words, the girls felt unprecedented fear. Some of them fell to the ground and plead for mercy, "Young Master Jie! We've learned from our mistakes! Boohoo. We won't dare to do that again!"

Wu Hao laughed dispassionately on the inside. You should be happy. Young Master Jie doesn't beat ladies.

However, Young Master Jie has his ways to make you plead for death.

Mu Xiaoxiao heard the cries, and she couldn't bear it. The girls seemed to be truly afraid. They were pale and pleading for mercy.

"Jie…" she was just going to speak, but Yin Shaojie glared at her as if he knew what she was going to say. Displeased, he said, "You shut up. Don't say a word. Just hold onto me tightly."

Mu Xiaoxiao had no choice but to hold onto his neck with her small hands in embarrassment.

Yin Shaojie was just about to go when he suddenly stopped. He turned to look at Han Xue'er and smiled with pursed lips. He said, "Didn't you want to know what our relationship was? Fine, I'll tell you."

Han Xue'er looked at him in a daze. Her body was trembling. Suddenly, she had a strong feeling that it was an answer she wouldn't want to hear.