So cool! The daughter of a rich man returns to run wild in the rich family

"Jinghong."

Xie Ci Nan called out worriedly.

At this moment, Xie Jinghong was a stranger to him, an existence that was separate from the little girl who was sometimes well-behaved and sometimes indifferent.

But he saw her inner sadness through her eyes with a cold smile.

His heart was in his throat, and he just stood there, looking at her.

Huo Yunting put one hand in his pocket, exuding coldness and indifference. He glanced at Huo Jingyang who was struggling on the ground and reaching out his hand to him, with no intention of moving forward at all.

Xie Jinghong withdrew his gaze and looked back into Xie Chenghuan's eyes that were filled with fear and despair.

The bent fingers slowly loosened.

Xie Chenghuan fell like a fallen leaf, falling helplessly. She knelt on the ground and frantically breathed in fresh air through her mouth and nose. Her tears slid down her cheeks as she coughed violently, almost coughing out her heart.

Xie Jinghong grabbed her hair and forced her to look up at him.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Before Xie Chenghuan could come to her senses, two slaps that almost broke her eardrums landed on her delicate face.

Xie Jinghong leaned over and looked at her, like a judge who could sentence people to death.

She had a smile on her lips, a fierce look in her eyes, and said contemptuously:

"I'm warning you for the last time. Stay away from everything related to me, whether it's my family or my career. Understand?"

Xie Chenghuan's eyes sparkled with gold stars, and he nodded dazedly. His voice seemed to come out from the cracks, and he kept saying, "I understand, I understand, I understand, I know, I won't dare to do it again."

Her posture was as if she was kneeling down to worship the person in front of her, her hands rubbing together like flies, begging for mercy, and her carefully maintained face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xie Jinghong increased the strength in his hands and pulled her body backwards.

"Look carefully, I, Xie Jinghong, am not someone you can afford to offend. Next time, you won't have the chance to beg for mercy."

Xie Jinghong's eyes were filled with a murderous intent at some point, and with her sharp gaze, she looked like a Shura from hell.

Xie Chenghuan, who had lived a life of luxury, had never seen anything like this before. She couldn't believe that the Xie Jinghong in front of her was the one she knew before.

She was in a state of panic, begging for mercy and admitting her fault in a voice that had become unfamiliar due to fear:

"I was wrong. I'm sorry. I won't do it again. I really won't do it again."

Her brain was no longer able to think, her whole body felt as if it had been whipped and was trembling. If Xie Chenghuan hadn't been pulling her hair, she would have collapsed to the ground.

Xie Jinghong stared into her eyes, and the more he looked at her face, the angrier he became.

"Hit yourself, and hit yourself two hundred times."

She let go of Xie Chenghuan's hair and wiped her shoulders with her fingertips, as if her hands had been dirty by the previous action.

"what?"

Xie Chenghuan now felt like she was sleepwalking. She was slapped twice before she could even breathe smoothly. The psychological fear and physical pain made her feel very dazed.

"Do you want me to say it again?"

Xie Jinghong raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

"I, I smoke, I smoke..."

Xie Chenghuan spoke weakly, raised his hands which had no strength left, and slapped himself again and again.

Huo Jingyang was stepped on by Xie Jinghong and was about to collapse. Blood was mixed with tears and he looked embarrassed and miserable.

"Cheng Huan, no, no..."

He cried out in grief.

The princess he held in his hands, the goddess he admired from afar, was now slapping herself in the face. This scene was more humiliating than him being stepped on by Xie Jinghong.

"Didn't you eat?"

Seeing her touching her face again and again as if putting on a show, Xie Jinghong became angry.

She suddenly grabbed Xie Chenghuan's arms. Others only heard two "click, click" sounds. Then, Xie Chenghuan screamed in pain and fainted.

"It's really hard to play with."

Xie Jinghong blew on his fingers that had touched her, turned around and looked back.

Xie Ci Nan was so shocked by what he saw that he couldn't breathe.

Zhao Mengrou hid behind Qu Feng, her eyes filled with tears, not sure if it was from fear or some other emotion, as she stared blankly at Xie Jinghong who was walking towards her.

Like Qu Feng, Huo Yunting looked at the girl in front of him with stern eyes.

Huo Yunting smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to greet the girl who was walking towards him stepping on Huo Jingyang's blood.

"Does your hand hurt?"

He held the girl's hand with his big hand, and seeing her palm turned red, he blew it on his lips with heartache.

"I've already told you, let others do the physical work. What if you get hurt?"

His tone was filled with unstoppable worry and concern.

Xie Jinghong smiled sweetly, tilted her head and looked at the handsome man who was blowing her hands carefully, her voice light and soft.

"It's more fun to do it yourself."

It actually has some coquettish meaning.

This tone softened Huo Yunting's cold and handsome face. He did not stop blowing his hands, but looked up at her with a doting look.

Xie Jinghong smiled at him and looked away at Xie Ci'nan who was in shock.

"Brother, I hit her."

She was stating a fact, but Xie Ci Nan didn't know how to respond to her, so he just mumbled:

"I saw."

"Do you have any opinion?"

Xie Jinghong noticed that he looked strange and asked again.

Xie Ci Nan had no idea how to answer her question.

What can he say?

He was just shocked, confused and didn't understand.

Just as he was hesitating, Huo Yunting, who was blowing on Xie Jinghong's hands to cool them down, turned his head slightly and looked at him.

For a moment, Xie Ci Nan couldn't tell who was closer, him or his sister.

Huo Yunting is still close to her.

Xie Ci Nan swallowed his saliva, listened to his own voice with difficulty, and answered like an AI:

"I have no objection."

Xie Jinghong narrowed his eyes and smiled, no longer looking at him, turned to Huo Yunting and said:

"I'm tired."

"Send you back."

Huo Yunting held her slightly red little hand with his backhand, turned around and walked straight out.

When passing by Qu Feng, he calmly ordered: "Call 120."

"Okay, boss."

Qu Feng took the order and immediately took out his cell phone to start calling.

Xie Ci'nan turned his head to look at the two people lying on the ground, then looked back at the two people who had already walked out of the courtyard in a leisurely manner. After hesitating for a moment, he chased after them.

Zhao Mengrou also followed quickly.

Although she had heard a lot about various struggles in wealthy families, this was the first time she had witnessed such a cruel and violent counterattack.

For a moment, I was shocked and worried, and I was not in a good state.

Huo Yunting drove Xie Jinghong back to the clinic himself.

The clinic had been cleaned up by Xie Ci'nan's men. The exterior and interior of the store were spotless, as if they had never experienced what had just happened.

At the store entrance, there were even two patients who had not canceled their appointments waiting for treatment.

"Jinghong, are you okay? Do you want to go home and rest today?"

Xie Ci Nan was very worried about his sister's condition.

Although I was surprised at how violently she solved the problem, I was more concerned about her.

Xie Jinghong raised his chin and pointed at the patient outside as if nothing had happened.

"I still have to work, brother."

She looked at Xie Ci Nan with a smile on her face, "Brother, why don't you go back to work too?"

Xie Ci'nan: ...

Xie Ci Nan didn't know what else to say, so he had to obey her wishes.

"If you have any problems, call me, you must call me." He repeatedly warned.

"Okay, big brother."

Xie Jinghong looked very calm, completely different from the cold look he had just had at Qinglan Villa.

After giving these instructions, Xie Ci'nan walked away, looking back every few steps.

Zhao Mengrou stood at the door, not knowing whether to go in or retreat.

Xie Jinghong just glanced at her lightly, without saying much, and waved to the waiting patients to come in.

As she placed the pulse pillow, she asked calmly:

"Are you offline?"

The patient was slightly stunned, then smiled and shook his head, "I've seen all that nonsense on the Internet."

Xie Jinghong smiled beautifully and gently, his delicate jade fingers touching her pulse, his tone even more gentle than usual: "Then you still dare to come here? Aren't you afraid that I will treat you badly?"

The patient was a middle-aged woman in her thirties who looked very capable.

She smiled when she heard that, with a dignified demeanor and a calm expression.

"I'm not stupid. There's so much information online these days, both true and false. If you don't have any brains, it's better not to go online."

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone with one hand and opened her social account.

"Look, I even spoke up for you online."

"My best friend saw you a while ago. She's had period cramps since college. Every time she has her period, she rolls around in bed, sweating profusely. Over the years, she's seen countless doctors and taken countless medications, but nothing worked. But you helped, and she's had no pain at all these times. So, I trust you."

This woman spoke very clearly and logically, and had a strong aura, like a company manager.

As he spoke, Xie Jinghong had already finished taking the patient's pulse.

"Thank you then."

She smiled and wrote a prescription, looking no different from usual.

The female executive looked at her for a while, then spoke to her in a soothing tone:

"For an industry to develop, it must always withstand all kinds of storms."

"Little sister, don't worry. All the patients who have seen you before have volunteered to speak up for you. There are also many lawyers who are analyzing today's incident and popularizing the law."

"That internet celebrity is so scared now that he doesn't even dare to delete his questioning comments."

She even laughed at the end of it.

Xie Jinghong had already written a prescription. When she raised her eyes, her beautiful eyebrows relaxed and her smile was as bright as spring.

"This is your prescription. If you want to get pregnant, you should drink less alcohol."

Xie Jinghong's advice made the female executive blush.

"Yes, I know I should restrain myself, but I'm under a lot of pressure at work and I can't help but have a couple of drinks at night."

Xie Jinghong smiled without saying anything and turned to get the medicine.

During the time she went to Qinglan Villa to punish Xie Chenghuan, public opinion on the Internet had undergone a drastic change.

This includes the support of the Xie Group, Xie Zeyu's public relations team and Xiang Leng Group.

But even more are the many patients who volunteered to speak out for Xie Jinghong, and her tens of millions of fans.

Support from all sides turned the situation around.

The internet celebrity involved in the incident called Xie Chenghuan countless times, but no one answered.

She covered her crooked face and began to panic.

What is going on? Didn’t that person say that this was just a charlatan itinerant doctor?

How could such a powerful force be involved behind this?

Not only is there a gaming anchor with 20 million followers, but there are also so many lawyer bloggers who have begun to educate the public about the law on this issue.

Thousands of fans of "Fishing for the Moon in the Water" have almost filled up her comment section, and many people who claim to have been treated at Chaoyun Medical Clinic are speaking out for Chaoyun Medical Clinic.

The weirdest thing is that she can’t even turn off the comments.

She sat on a cashmere carpet worth hundreds of thousands of dollars and didn't even have the courage to open her account.

Just when she had called the number for the umpteenth time with no one answering, a local number called in. It was the police station.