Chapter 783: 769, If someone gets beaten up, blame me (4)_1 Chapter 783: 769, If someone gets beaten up, blame me (4)_1 âMadam Song, please go back.â The butler looked at Zhang Tong outside the main gate and said indifferently, âOur master has said he wonât see you.â
âImpossible, I am Madam Song, how can Mr. Quan not want to see me.â Zhang Tong retorted in a strangled voice, displeased.
âGo and tell Master Quan that Iâm here to talk about the car accident. I wonât leave until Iâve seen him.â
The butler looked at Zhang Tongâs arrogant and domineering manner and sneered inside.
Like mother, like daughter, no wonder Song Xirou is so annoying. Itâs hereditary.
âIâm sorry, please go back, or weâll have to forcibly remove you.â
âWhat?â Zhang Tong looked at him as if she was about to devour him alive, âWhat right do you, a butler, have to talk to me like this? You arenât Mr. Quan, who are you to decide to drive me away?â
In her eyes, a mere butler should be polite to her.
The butler was speechless.
Some people just couldnât understand plain language.
He gave a signal to the security guards and then turned and left.
âHey, come back, I havenât finished talking.â Seeing the butlerâs clear intention to disregard her, Zhang Tong shouted anxiously.
The more she shouted, the quicker the butlerâs pace became.
âYou, what are you trying to do?â
Zhang Tong looked at the security guards who had approached her. They were tall and imposing, like a mountain, and it was intimidating.
âMadam Song, if you donât leave, weâll regretfully have to apply force.â One of the security guards said in a stern voice.
Zhang Tong looked at the security guards who blocked her view and gritted her teeth resentfully.
âYou are simply abusing your power by using majority to bully minority.â
The security guards were unmoved. They looked at her indifferently, cracking their knuckles in front of her.
âI tell you, if you dare to mess around, donât blame me for dragging you to court.â Zhang Tong could not help but step back, maintaining her dignity.
Not far away, a car horn rang.
âMother, why are you here?â Upon seeing Song Xirou, Zhang Tong clearly staggered.
Song Xirou walked over and grabbed her, âMother, why did you come here? Didnât I tell you not to?â
âRourou, look at the state youâre in, and no one from the Quan Family has come to visit you. They clearly donât take our Song Family seriously. I need to fight for your rights. I canât let you suffer.â Zhang Tong said with righteous indignation.
Song Xirou glanced at the heavily guarded Quan mansion and her eyes darkened, âMother, letâs go back, I can handle this myself.â
âButâŠâ Zhang Tong was still reluctant.
âAlright, there are no buts. Letâs hurry back. If we cause a scene here, itâll be our Song Family whoâll lose face.â said Song Xirou.
Just as her words trailed off, the loud roar of an engine approached from far away.
âVroomââ
Song Xirou shifted her gaze and recognized the white sports car and its license plate. It seemed familiar.
Before she could recall the owner of the car, the white sports car stopped in front of the mother and daughter duo.
Quan Mingxuan!
Song Xirou looked at the man getting out of the car, her eyebrows furrowed.
Accompanying Quan Mingxuan was Han Yue.
âOh, when did two guard dogs appear at our door?â Quan Mingxuan closed the car door and walked over.
âWhat did you just say? Is this how the Quan Family teaches their children?â Upon hearing Quan Mingxuan compare them to guard dogs, Zhang Tong immediately blew up.
Quan Mingxuan crossed his arms and watched Song Xirou with interest, âSo Miss Song ran to our Quan house just after leaving the hospital. Are you planning to act out a tragedy here?â
âQuan Mingxuan, do you have to be so rude with your words?â Song Xirouâs face clouded over, âI was the one who got injured in the car accident, not you. I didnât accuse the Quan Family of anything. Do you need to be so sarcastic with me?â
Quan Mingxuan chuckled, âIf you didnât want to listen, why did you come to our house? To guard the door for us?â
âHahahaâŠâ
Standing by, Han Yue burst into laughter.
Amazing, Lord Quan!
âQuan Mingxuan, youâre going too far with your words. I came to the Quan Family to seek justice today. As far as Iâm concerned, itâs the Quan Family whoâs feeling guilty, otherwise why would they keep avoiding me.â With Song Xirou behind her, Zhang Tongâs face turned red with anger.
âIâm telling you, if the Quan Family doesnât give us justice today, I wonât leave.â
Quan Mingxuan glanced at Song Xirou and made a phone call right in front of them.
âWhat are you calling for?â Zhang Tong asked, puzzled.
âYou are asking for justice, arenât you?â Quan Mingxuan sneered, and put the phone on speaker mode.
After a few rings, the call was connected.
âJian Qing, Song Xirou and her mother ran to our Quan Familyâs doorstep for justice,â Quan Mingxuan said slowly.
Jian Qing?
Song Xirou and Zhang Tong were momentarily stunned.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then a chilly female voice came through the earpiece, icy enough to make oneâs bones shiver.
âThey refuse to leave?â
âMmm, it seems so.â Quan Mingxuan said nonchalantly.
âIf they wonât leave, beat them. Beat them to a pulp. Iâll cover the medical expenses.â The icy voice was filled with a chilling ruthlessness.
âMmm, understood.â Hang up the call, Quan Mingxuan played with his phone, looking coolly at the two of them.
Zhang Tong froze on the spot, a chill running up her spine.
Han Yue veered his head slightly, a smirk of schadenfreude playing at his lips.
Then, he let out a whistle.
âWeâre in for a good show!â