Stolen Life of the Poor Girl, Top Luxury Family's Group Favor

Chapter 73

A fight broke out?

Li Xiaoya?

Qin Sui was startled when he heard the commotion.

This didn't seem like something Li Xiaoya would do. Was someone provoking her? Were the waiters all dead? Couldn't they stop them?

Qin Sui frowned, but he still didn't rush out first. He turned to look at Lu Kaixuan.

Lu Kaixuan's face darkened slightly, and he immediately took the lead, walking in front.

Wei Wenjuan, using his wheelchair as a tool, was faster than both of them on foot.

Wei Lin was still standing dazed in the banquet hall when he saw the wheelchair zoom past him.

Wei Lin: "...?"

Was that... Wei Wenjuan who just went by???

Ever since he became disabled, he had always seemed half-dead. To avoid using the wheelchair as much as possible, he would hardly even leave his room.

This was the first time Wei Lin had seen Wei Wenjuan use his wheelchair like a car, darting off so far!

Wei Lin's mouth twitched, and he quickly followed on foot.

In no time, the small hall was crowded with people.

Wei Wenjuan looked closely and saw that it really was Li Xiaoya fighting! Her skirt was torn to shreds.

Wei Wenjuan immediately felt a surge of anger rush to his head, and he turned to look for a vase or some other decorative object.

At this moment, the people behind them also arrived.

"What are you all standing around for?"

"Go and pull them apart!"

Both waiters and bodyguards hurriedly rushed forward.

Qin Sui, with his long legs, took two or three strides, pushed past the waiters, and was the first to reach them. He grabbed Li Xiaoya from behind and simply carried her away.

The remaining people clumsily helped the beaten boy up from the ground.

"Get away! All of you get away, don't touch me!" The ten-year-old boy was at the age when he cared most about saving face.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been the first to stand up to defend his authority and clash with Li Xiaoya.

Now, being helped up from the ground and seeing everyone around... he practically wanted to kill everyone present to silence them.

But he was ten, not four, and of course knew that was impossible.

"Young master, are you alright?" the bodyguard quickly asked.

The boy said coldly, "I'm fine."

The bodyguard's expression could only be described as horrified. How could this be called fine? His eye socket was bruised, his chin was purple, and his lip was split.

Who knew how many injuries there were in places they couldn't see.

Meanwhile, Qin Sui was also asking, "Are you okay?"

Li Xiaoya shook her head.

It was just too hot here, she was sweating all over.

The fierce Wei Wenjuan had finally given up on the idea of hitting that nasty boy with a vase and rushed to Li Xiaoya's side.

His face was extremely grim as he grabbed Li Xiaoya's skirt with one hand and said darkly, "It's ruined."

Li Xiaoya quickly asked, "Was it very expensive?"

Wei Wenjuan felt both angry and heartbroken: "What does it matter if it's expensive or not? It's just a broken skirt! How could it be more valuable than you?"

Li Xiaoya patted the back of his hand, comforting him like a little adult: "Then don't be angry, Uncle."

Wei Wenjuan barely managed to suppress his ugly expression and said, "Of course I'm not angry at you. We're not short of money. Even if we piled a basket of haute couture in front of you for you to cut up for fun, it would be fine. But that nasty boy, how dare he... how dare he tear your skirt?"

Qin Sui's brows furrowed tightly when he heard this, and he turned to look at the boy.

"But... he didn't tear my skirt. When we were fighting, it got caught on the shiny stones on his body, and then it tore," Li Xiaoya explained.

Wei Wenjuan: "...Is that so?"

"Mm-hmm."

Wei Wenjuan quickly grabbed her arm and asked, "What about other places? Are you hurt anywhere else?"

Li Xiaoya shook her head and pointed at the boy: "He's hurt."

Wei Wenjuan pursed his lips but still said firmly, "So what? He fought with you, so he's in the wrong."

Qin Sui crouched down and interjected: "What happened?"

Li Xiaoya leaned close to his ear and whispered, "To see his grandfather."

Qin Sui was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but smile: "Li Xiaoya, you really are..."

Li Xiaoya looked at him: "Was I wrong? Don't both parties' parents need to come out when there's a fight?"

"You're not wrong. I'm just amazed that you thought of this method in such a short time."

"He just happened to come over," Li Xiaoya pointed at the boy.

This gesture was almost like a provocation.

The boy was so angry he was trembling.

"However, you might not understand these wealthy families very well..."

Li Xiaoya looked puzzled.

"When I was little, I might not see my father once in a year. He was very busy, extremely busy. If I had conflicts with others, he could completely send his secretary to handle it," Qin Sui said in a calm tone.

Li Xiaoya sighed softly: "Then wasn't it all for nothing?"

This seemed no different from the small village.

Many people's fathers and mothers worked away from home, and they might not see them once a year either.

But at least they always had their grandparents!

"It's not entirely for nothing. Do you know what matters most in wealthy families?"

"What?"

"Face."

Li Xiaoya blinked, understanding a little, but not completely.

Qin Sui continued: "In this circle, everyone is a fierce beast. Once someone shows weakness, reveals a vulnerable side, others will pounce to tear them apart. So... as long as you thoroughly trample on the other party's dignity, they will immediately come out to defend their face."

"How do you trample?"

"Just beating him isn't enough. You need to make the Mu family feel that you're arrogantly looking down on them."

Arrogant.

Look down on.

This was a bit difficult for Li Xiaoya.

But she was always eager to learn new things, so she immediately asked, "Should I scold him?"

Qin Sui shook his head: "Scolding is useless for people of this class. You need to make them truly feel threatened. For example, I stand behind you to protect you. And I represent the Qin Family."

Li Xiaoya seemed to understand but not quite, storing it in her heart.

Qin Sui paused, then continued: "But the Mu family isn't just any ordinary family either. I alone am not enough."

"But Wei Lin is far from enough too, right?"

"Mm, adding him won't help."

"But I don't know anyone else," Li Xiaoya wrinkled her nose.

Qin Sui sighed lightly: "Although I don't want to say it, but at this time... you could give Sheng Yuxiao a call."

"He's not here," Li Xiaoya said softly.

"Mm, he'll find a way. If he doesn't even have this ability..." Qin Sui curled his lips, "you might as well recognize me as your brother instead."

Wei Wenjuan couldn't hold back anymore: "What are you two whispering about at a time like this?"

Qin Sui turned back: "Mr. Wei, Xiaoya can handle this matter herself."

"How can we rely on her alone..."

Qin Sui took out his phone and handed it to Li Xiaoya, while continuing to speak to Wei Wenjuan: "Mr. Wei, just wait and see."

Wei Wenjuan had quite a good impression of Qin Sui as a person, so despite being full of doubts, he calmed down.

"Use your phone?" Li Xiaoya looked at Qin Sui in confusion. She didn't say it out loud, but she knew in her heart that Sheng Yuxiao probably wouldn't answer.

Qin Sui nodded: "Mm, I'll teach you. First, call him twice. It doesn't matter if he doesn't answer."

"Then send him a text message saying 'This is Xiaoya'."

As Qin Sui was giving this "devious advice", he could barely suppress the smile at the corners of his mouth: "It has to be from my phone. This way, he'll be more efficient, you know?"