Chapter 2

Dead fish?

Ye Qing Luo spat.

Just as Yuchi Ya's hand tugged on her robe.

Ye Qing Luo suddenly flipped over and staggered up from the table. Her leg flew up and kicked Yuchi Ya's chest.

She used all the strength in her body for this kick.

Yuchi Ya didn't expect Ye Qing Luo to have the strength to retaliate. He was kicked and directly flew out, smashing heavily against the wall.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ye Qing Luo wasn't any better, her whole body was still stiff and numb, unable to control her limbs freely. Every movement involved her internal organs, sending waves of throbbing pain.

She took a deep breath and fiercely clenched her teeth, enduring the pain, tying the white robe on her body properly.

Her incomparably painful heart suddenly felt a burst of heat, a warm current instantly spread out.

It was only for a moment, followed closely by an overwhelming pain that corroded her.

Ye Qing Luo cried out in pain, her knees softened, half kneeling on the round table, her stiff arm tightly pressed against her heart.

Damn it! What the hell was going on!

What the hell was going on with this broken body? He was so weak that he could be easily knocked down with just a finger!

She was indeed the Ye family's waste Seventh Young Miss, a natural waste.

But … now it was her, the dignified 21st century's hidden family's patriarch, who replaced this body!

Even if it was a waste body, she could still turn the situation around!

"Little slut! How dare you hit this Young Master! "Yuchi Ya rolled on the ground, clutching his chest and vomiting blood.

Tsk, Yuchi Ya actually didn't die?

Ye Qing Luo squinted her eyes, enduring the pain, sweat trickled down her forehead, sticking to her curly eyelashes.

If it was in the 21st century, this kick of hers would definitely take Yuchi Ya's life.

"Hold her down! Cough cough … you bunch of good-for-nothings! Hold her down for me! " Yuchi Ya roared in anger, every roar was accompanied by a burst of hurried coughing. "Little slut, this Young Master has a hundred ways to make you beg for death! Cough cough cough … "

The four followers exchanged glances and surrounded Ye Qing Luo from four directions at the same time.

Earlier when Ye Qing Luo had sent Yuchi Ya flying with that kick, the four followers had seen it with their own eyes. Now that they were closing in, they also harbored some thoughts of probing. Step by step, they slowly approached.

Ye Qing Luo raised her numb arm and fiercely wiped away her sweaty eyes as she looked at the four approaching people with vigilance.

These four people were said to be attendants, but in reality, they were Yuchi Ya's personal bodyguards. Each and every one of them was tall and sturdy, a full head taller than her.

"You're just a good-for-nothing from the Ye Clan. Do you really think that you're the honorable Young Lord? How dare you disobey this young master! Are you still hoping that the Crown Prince will come and save you? "

Yuchi Ya saw Ye Qing Luo half kneeling on the round table without the slightest trace of fear on her face. He immediately reached out to wipe off the blood on his face and glared at her while gnashing his teeth in anger: "Stop dreaming! His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't like you at all! "

Ye Qing Luo's sharp gaze shot straight at Yuchi Ya as she said word by word: "Let me go, otherwise, all of you will die!"

"Ha ha ha … Ye Clan's little good-for-nothing said to let us die, ha ha … cough cough … ha …" Yuchi Ya coughed as he laughed, his mouth full of blood.

"A good-for-nothing whose profound heart jade was dug out, what ability do you have to let this Young Master die?" Yuchi Ya raised his hand, overflowing with viciousness, "This Young Master will let you see, today, whether you die or this Young Master dies!"