Mi Xue was supporting Guang, who had only sustained superficial injuries. Zhang Yang had already given him rudimentary treatment and stopped the bleeding; he was fine now.
“Wanying!”
Seeing the girl draped in Zhang Yang’s shirt, Guang bolted toward her, moving with sudden speed.
His face was etched with worry. Though the siblings often bickered and teased one another, true trouble always revealed the depth of their bond; Guang had taken a beating precisely because he had tried to shield his sister earlier.
Mi Xue also approached, her expression equally anxious.
“Wanying is fine, Mi Xue. Come help her get dressed!”
Zhang Yang rose, and Mi Xue quickly moved to where he had been sitting. Wanying was young, yet fully developed where it counted; beneath her youthful exterior lay a captivating allure.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have attracted those hooligans.
Mi Xue picked up Zhang Yang’s shirt and paused when she saw Yang Wanying, who was only in her underwear. She turned back to Zhang Yang, offering a questioning glance.
Zhang Yang simply shook his head, and Mi Xue relaxed slightly before slowly helping Wanying put her clothes on; being seen only in her undergarments was not acceptable.
“Xiao Guang, what exactly happened?”
While she managed this, Zhang Yang pulled Yang Guang aside and asked in a low voice.
Several of the accompanying hostesses stood nearby, now trembling violently, watching Zhang Yang with raw terror. None dared to speak, and none dared to move.
The moment Zhang Yang entered, he had tossed two of the men out like hatchlings; the others had flown backward without even being touched.
Such a bizarre, incomprehensible scene had paralyzed every one of them with fear, rendering them incapable of movement even now.
“Wanying promised Big Sister-in-law that she would dye her hair back tomorrow, so today she brought a few friends out for one last celebration, one final burst of craziness. She dragged me along to be the driver because she wanted her friends to see Cousin Zhang Yang’s fancy car!”
Yang Guang admitted, head bowed.
Yang Wanying was just fifteen, her thoughts still immature; wanting to show off was perfectly normal, and Guang understood her, agreeing to be her driver this time.
Her small group of friends, over a dozen people in total, had been dancing wildly at the disco.
Guang stayed nearby. He hadn't touched any alcohol; after all, he was the designated driver and hadn't planned on doing anything else.
After some time dancing, the same few men Guang had seen yesterday somehow appeared there. One of Wanying’s friends went over to curry favor with them.
Those men asked him some questions, and then he ran back to Wanying, telling her she needed to go drink with these 'big brothers.'
Wanying refused and even cursed him out. The man left sheepishly, only to return moments later.
This time, he didn't mention drinking; he just kept forcing wine on Wanying. Having been out before, Yang Wanying had a little tolerance and wasn't afraid, so she drank with him.
Later, Guang went to the restroom. When he returned, he found several men wrestling