Don't Say You're Heartless (Modern Edition)

18 Fight

"Who are you?" The woman said unhappily.

"Who are you?" Yang Qiong was taller than the woman, standing face to face, and she almost had her nostrils flared at her.

Behind the woman, another woman dressed in a similar androgynous style poked her head out and said, "This is our Xiao Dong Ge. You haven't heard of her?"

"Xiao Dong... Ge?" Yang Qiong frowned, her expression contorted.

Xiao Dong Ge looked pleased. "You want to stick up for her? I advise you to leave. I can't speak for other places, but here at the Dream Bar, when I, Xiao Dong Ge, say something, it has weight."

What a ridiculous name! If I had known the name earlier, I wouldn't have come in. Yang Qiong thought to herself, maintaining an ostentatious expression.

"I'm taking her away right now. What are you going to do about it?"

"Try leaving!" Xiao Dong Ge retorted defiantly.

A person like Yang Qiong, who boldly traverses through time, wouldn't be intimidated by a little girl. She grabbed Shen Qiuhua and headed for the exit.

Seeing that her intimidation didn't work, Xiao Dong Ge shouted, "Hit her!" A group of women, about the same age as her, charged forward.

Yang Qiong felt overwhelmed. Taking them all down wasn't a problem. It would be easy to injure them. However, she didn't want to resort to violence—after all, they were just a bunch of twenty-year-olds. So she had her reservations.

In the chaos, Yang Qiong wrapped one arm protectively around Shen Qiuhua while gripping Xiao Dong Ge's neck with the other hand.

"Stop!" Yang Qiong's voice was piercing, and it fell silent in the restroom again.

"What are you doing? Let... Let go..." Xiao Dong Ge struggled as she was being choked, flailing her hands and feet.

"If you don't behave, I might just choke you to death," Yang Qiong said calmly, which didn't sound like a threat at all. But precisely because of that, her words were more powerful. Everyone believed her to be telling the truth.

"You dare!" Xiao Dong Ge was the only one still willing to provoke.

Yang Qiong didn't say anything, she just squeezed tighter. Her hands were refined through countless days and nights of training. Later, with guidance from Ouyang Ting, her strength was beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

"L... Let go... I can't breathe..." Xiao Dong Ge gasped for air. Someone tried to come to help her but was glared back by Yang Qiong.

"Clear the way."

The crowd silently parted. Yang Qiong shot a warning glance at Xiao Dong Ge, and finally, she released her grip, leading Shen Qiuhua toward the door.

Xiao Dong Ge held her neck, coughing incessantly, with a visible mark where she had been choked.

As Shen Qiuhua followed Yang Qiong and hadn't yet reached the door, she suddenly got pulled back by someone from behind. Before she could react, she was kissed on the cheek.

The surroundings went silent. Everyone felt that this commotion was worth witnessing.

As soon as Shen Qiuhua was pulled away, Yang Qiong sensed it. When she turned around, she caught sight of Xiao Dong Ge kissing Shen Qiuhua. Yang Qiong didn't show any anger. Rather, her face was devoid of expression. She stepped over, kicked Xiao Dong Ge to the ground, and placed her hands on Shen Qiuhua's shoulders, looking carefully at her, "Are you okay?"

Shen Qiuhua's face was flushed, whether from alcohol, embarrassment, or anger she wasn't sure. Hearing Yang Qiong's question, she shook her head. In a flash, Yang Qiong disappeared from her sight, standing in front of Xiao Dong Ge.