My Aloof Husband Can't Stop His Devoted Affection-Chapter 286 - 279: Bad luck

Chapter 286: 279: Bad luck
After Yun Xi came out of the restroom, she shook the water off her hands and headed back towards the private room. The restroom was located at the end of a long corridor with two crossroads in between, leading to the VIP area and elevator directions. The place was spacious, but there was a corner.
Since her hands were wet, she didn’t use a paper towel to wipe them, so she kept shaking her hands. As she reached the corner, she was looking down and didn’t notice someone coming around the corner as well, accidentally bumping right into them. As she stepped back, her hands somehow didn’t catch the person’s clothes but instead pushed them, reducing her backward momentum and preventing her from falling, only staggering a few steps.
Once she regained her balance, she raised her head and instinctively apologized, "Sorry, are you... okay?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Yun Xi froze. She saw the person glaring at her with a vicious expression, which suddenly transformed into a playful look upon seeing her. He smirked and brushed off the spot where she had pushed him, "I’m fine, of course. Are you here for karaoke too, beautiful? Which room are you in?"
Yun Xi frowned in displeasure at his mocking and reckless tone and gaze. She knew the person in front of her; wasn’t he the heir of Yang Group, Yang Yue?
His reputation was notoriously bad; his family was wealthy and powerful, and he was an only child. Not only was he lecherous, he was also arrogant, extremely domineering, and even had a violent streak. Yun Xi rolled her eyes inwardly, cursing her luck for running into this scumbag.
"Sorry, I didn’t notice you coming from over there just now." Yun Xi took a deep breath, ignoring all his questions, and apologized again for pushing him for no reason earlier, her tone still polite. After speaking, she gave him a fake smile and stepped past him.
"Hey, wait a minute, I haven’t let you go yet!" Just as she walked by Yang Yue, he reached out to block her, grabbing her wrist with a smirk. "Tsk! You women seem to have more tricks up your sleeves than others; playing hard to get? Interesting. I’ll give you a chance, accompany me for a drink." With that, he tried to wrap his arm around Yun Xi’s slender waist to lead her towards his private room.
Yun Xi was naturally no pushover, having the temperament of a wealthy heiress. Seeing him shamelessly flattering himself, she pushed him away with disgust, glaring at him, "Are you crazy? Still playing hard to get? Play your entire family! I’ve apologized to you, but you’re still being ungrateful."
This time, Yun Xi pushed much harder than the accidental push earlier, causing Yang Yue to crash into the wall unexpectedly, the pain in his arm turning his face dark. He walked over fiercely, grabbing her jaw tightly, "Do you know who I am? How dare you push me?"
His grip was too strong, and Yun Xi, originally fearing pain, was brought to tears by his actions. Seeing her pitiful appearance, Yang Yue felt a sense of superiority and smugness, laughing slyly, "Crying now? Where’s that fierce attitude from just now? Hmm? How about this, cry out twice. If I’m satisfied, I’ll forgive you."
Just then, a waiter emerged from the elevator and seemed a bit shocked by the situation, quickly approaching to intervene, "Young Master Yang, what’s going on? You..."
"Get lost, it’s none of your business. If you don’t want to die, disappear from my sight immediately." Before the waiter finished speaking, Yang Yue interrupted impatiently.
"But Young Master Yang, this lady is..."
"Don’t you understand what I’m saying? Get lost, get lost." Seeing the waiter still talking, Yang Yue’s mood suddenly turned irritable, his last two words almost shouted out.
This frightened the waiter, and glancing at Yun Xi, whose jaw was clutched by Yang Yue, he hesitated to say anything more. After all, Yang Yue’s temperament was notoriously bad, and if he said anything further, Yang Yue might retaliate against him later. So he stepped aside, unable to bear watching.
At that moment, others who had come out of different private rooms and those accompanying Yang Yue saw this scene but were all familiar with Yang Yue and dared not say anything, only worrying for Yun Xi.
Yun Xi’s mind was flooding with curses, addressing Yang Yue’s ancestors from eighteen generations back, but she was no match for his overwhelming strength; she couldn’t push away his hand gripping her jaw and directly lifted her leg to kick him.
Yang Yue staggered from her kick, instantly consumed by anger, straightening up and raising a hand to slap Yun Xi’s pretty doll-like face.
Yun Xi hadn’t recovered from the jaw pain when the slap suddenly came, leaving her dumbfounded. She staggered a few steps and then fell to the ground. The burning sensation was something she had never experienced since childhood.
In her daze, Yang Yue’s voice rang above her once more, "Dammit, you little bitch, how dare you kick me? Are you tired of living?" With that, he rushed in front of Yun Xi again, crouched down, and grabbed her hair.
Yun Xi didn’t even have time to react, her whole scalp tingled, followed by a tearing pain, and her eyes immediately filled with tears.
"What the hell is going on?" In this farce, no one dared to step forward to stop it, suddenly a male voice that was very familiar to Yun Xi came from the crowd. She glanced over with tears in her eyes, just in time to meet Lu Xize’s gaze breaking through the air.
"Yun Xi? Shit." Lu Xize widened his eyes in surprise when he saw it was her and unceremoniously kicked Yang Yue.
Yang Yue was kicked to the ground by Lu Xize, and Yun Xi’s hair was freed, causing her to shed tears from the pain. She raised her hand to cover her hair, and Lu Xize came over, grabbing her arm and frowning as he asked, "How are you? Was it all his doing?"
Yun Xi nodded tearfully, unable to say a word.
Having been accustomed to Yun Xi’s domineering and ferocious side, seeing her silently crying now made Lu Xize feel uncomfortable inside. He was originally a soft-hearted person, especially as the slap mark on her face was like a stab to his eyes. Somehow overcome by a wave of unspeakable anger, he tightened his grip on her shoulder: "Wait here for me, don’t move." After saying this, he slowly stood up, casting a disdainful glance at Yang Yue: "Was it you who slapped her?"
Yang Yue, naturally angry after being kicked, pointed at him aggressively, "So what if I did? Do you know who I am? How dare you kick me, is she your woman? Ha, I plan to play with her tonight anyway..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Lu Xize threw a punch at his face, and as Yang Yue hit the ground, Lu Xize immediately pinned him down, pummeling him furiously: "I don’t give a damn who you are, I haven’t even touched her, and you had the gall to slap her. I think you’ve grown tired of life. Still want to play, huh? Still want to play?" As he spoke, he hit harder and delivered a kick to Yang Yue’s lower body.
Yang Yue was no match for Lu Xize in terms of physical skills, and that kick left him groaning in pain on the ground, "You guys... what are you all standing around for? Beat him to death for me."
The few men who came with Yang Yue snapped back to reality after he shouted and hurriedly moved to beat Lu Xize.
Soon, Lu Xize was knocked to the ground by the four of them. Seeing this, Yun Xi, disregarding the pain in her scalp, immediately got up and rushed over to push the men attacking Lu Xize: "What are you doing? Get away..."
Those men were always following Yang Yue, and even when they saw Yun Xi approaching, they showed no mercy. Seeing this, Lu Xize sneered, kicked one of them away, and pulled Yun Xi into his arms protectively: "Didn’t I tell you to wait on the side? What are you doing rushing over? Want to get beaten with me?"
Grabbing his clothes, Yun Xi looked blankly at the bruises on his face and his handsome features contorted with intense pain. Her nose suddenly tingled, and she couldn’t help crying again.
Faced with the four opponents, Lu Xize was already struggling to handle them by himself, let alone having to protect Yun Xi. Basically, all he could do was take the hits. Due to Yang Yue’s status, none of the onlookers dared to step forward to intervene and could only watch anxiously from the sidelines.
Perhaps their commotion was too much, as people began to come out from the surrounding rooms, including a few of Lu Xize’s friends. Seeing him getting beaten, they naturally rushed to help, pulling those four men away, and the scene instantly became chaotic and unmanageable.
Seeing his friends arrive, Lu Xize couldn’t help but chuckle softly. He got up, kneeling on one knee, and looked at Yun Xi’s tear-streaked face in front of him, unable to refrain from gently asking, "Are you okay?"
Yun Xi shook her head heavily, still unable to utter a single word.
Soon, those four men were pinned to the ground by a few of Lu Xize’s friends. Only then did Lu Xize stand up and walk over to Yang Yue, grabbing his collar, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and directly gave him a slap in the face: "This slap is from me on her behalf. Remember the name, Lu Xize. If you want trouble, come for me. If I even blink, I’ll take your surname. Get lost, and don’t appear in front of me again, or I’ll slap you every time I see you." Finishing his words, Lu Xize harshly pushed him away, smirking as he saw him clutching his lower body in pain, then calmly adjusted his clothes and said to his friends, "I’ll take her first, you guys enjoy yourselves!"
"Alright, Old Lu, let’s meet up next time, running into this bunch is just bad luck." Those who knew Lu Xize were all from prestigious backgrounds in Nancheng, not afraid of Yang Yue and his group.
Lu Xize made an OK gesture and returned to Yun Xi’s side, scooping her up in his arms. He cast a cold gaze over the men who had just ganged up on him, withdrew his gaze indifferently, and walked toward the elevator.