The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 430 - 427: Beat Some More, Thousands of Yuan 9_1
Yan Xixi was already in so much pain she couldn’t straighten her back. But seeing this beast act so arrogantly and despicably, with Xu Xiaoya powerless to retaliate and the timid staff too afraid to intervene, she knew she couldn’t expect Huang’s mother to uphold justice. Gritting her teeth, an unknown surge of strength coursed through her. She suddenly scrambled up, grabbed a nearby stool, and smashed it over her cousin’s head.
Caught off guard, the stool struck his forehead. He reflexively raised a hand to his face and felt blood. This instantly unleashed his vicious nature. He snatched the stool and swung it toward Yan Xixi.
Xu Xiaoya saw the imminent danger. If he hits Xixi, won’t she be crippled today? She rushed forward, trying to pull the cousin away. He, in turn, viciously kicked Xu Xiaoya in the leg.
Her eyes blazing with fury, Yan Xixi actually picked up the stool again and swung it at him.
Seeing her nephew at a disadvantage, Huang’s mother rushed over and grabbed Yan Xixi tightly from behind. This gave the cousin’s mother (the aunt) her chance, and she immediately started clawing and pulling at Yan Xixi. No matter how desperately Yan Xixi fought, she couldn’t break free from the clutches of the two aggressive women.
Just as the aunt was about to strike again, the staff, finally reacting, rushed over and managed to pull the two women apart.
The injured cousin, unable to contain his rage, charged at Yan Xixi again, screaming, "Bitch! You dare hit me? I’ll kill you today!"
Just then, someone shouted, "The police are here!"
His nerve failing him, the cousin turned and fled.
But Yan Xixi wouldn’t let him get away. Stool still in hand, she chased after him. Huang’s mother, terrified Yan Xixi would hit her nephew, grabbed Yan Xixi by her disheveled hair. Filled with intense hatred for Yan Xixi, Huang’s mother pulled with all her might. Yan Xixi’s eyes were bloodshot with fury and desperation. She swung the stool back, hitting Huang’s mother. Huang’s mother let out a piercing scream and collapsed.
Police sirens wailed as they arrived.
「The police station was utter chaos.」
Huang’s father, who had rushed over upon hearing of the commotion, looked ashen. He’d never dreamed things would escalate to this point. He glanced at Yan Xixi, then at his wife, groaning inwardly. How am I going to explain this to our son? Our son had gone to South City on a business trip over the May Day holiday and hadn’t returned yet. As soon as he left, this happened. What am I supposed to do now?
The cousin was moaning and wailing incessantly, "I can’t... I can’t take it anymore... I’m dying..."
Huang’s mother just collapsed onto the floor, her lips pale.
Huang’s father was frantic, and the police were getting agitated too. "Quick, get them to the hospital!" one officer urged.
Ambulance sirens wailed as they came and departed.
Only the aunt, Yan Xixi, Xu Xiaoya, and a few others remained at the police station.
The aunt wailed dramatically, "Officers, you have to get justice for us! These vicious shop owners, violently assaulting customers! They must be punished!"
A police officer asked coolly, "Who threw the first punch?"
The aunt resumed her dramatic wailing, "It was them, obviously! They had more people... bullying two old women like us!"
Xu Xiaoya retorted loudly, "It was clearly your son who started it! They were robbing us!"
"Nonsense!" the aunt shrieked. "My son saw you attacking us two old women and tried to protect us! You injured him too!"
"It was clearly your son who was robbing us!" Xu Xiaoya insisted.
"Robbery? What robbery?" the aunt sneered. "This restaurant belongs to my nephew! And you, a mere waitress, dare to act so high and mighty, relying on your boss’s backing to bully us?"
Yan Xixi slumped in her chair, a searing pain coursing through her entire body. Her hair was a disheveled mess, her lips were cut and bleeding, and the pain in her lower back was so intense it felt as if her spine would snap.
Even more daunting, the police station was virtually under siege by the Huang family’s relatives. Aunts of all descriptions, uncles—it seemed everyone had turned up. They were all talking at once, creating a tremendous ruckus.







