Chapter 223: Chapter 223: Marry Me
Upon seeing the Demon Pattern above Wang Yan’s head, especially the spinning orange Soul Star next to it, the formerly arrogant Xiahou Que suddenly froze.
He stared blankly at the Wolf Pattern in mid-air, his mouth agape and unable to close, truly disbelieving everything before his eyes.
After a moment, Xiahou Que murmured: “Soul Star, Master Tier Soul Star—”
At this moment, Wang Yan’s voice slowly echoed: “The Soul Star is nothing, the most important thing is the Soul Skill. Xiahou Que, let me show you my First Soul Skill.”
“First Soul Skill?” Xiahou Que focused intently, hurriedly looking towards Wang Yan.
At this point, Wang Yan’s eyes appeared deep, with two black whirlpools slowly spinning within them.
Upon seeing Wang Yan’s eyes, Xiahou Que’s own eyes immediately lost their light, and he became utterly dazed, standing there motionless, even the Demon Pattern atop his head retracted slowly into his body.
Wang Yan’s gaze revealed a hint of killing intent, and he walked slowly towards Xiahou Que, saying in a cool manner: “Xiahou Que, from your Demon Pattern, I feel deep hatred, and I also sense this hatred will bring endless bloodshed. Ancient wisdom says: Killing evil is a virtue. Today, killing you should count as a meritorious deed.”
As he spoke, Wang Yan slowly raised his palm, about to strike Xiahou Que’s head.
Just then, several dazzling lights shot from afar, followed by the sound of car engines getting closer.
Two Maseratis rushed to the front, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting jumped out from the cars.
Both displayed worried expressions, but their faces eased upon seeing Wang Yan standing there unharmed.
They rushed towards Wang Yan, shouting.
“Brother Wang Yan, I’m here to help you.”
“Xiahou Que, if you so much as touch a finger of Brother Wang Yan, I won’t spare you.”
…
Upon seeing Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting arrive, Wang Yan gave a helpless bittersweet smile.
Not killing Xiahou Que could lead to trouble down the road. However, Wang Yan didn’t want Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting to witness a bloody scene, so he lowered his raised palm.
Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting rushed to Wang Yan’s side, quickly looking him up and down with concern, asking: “Brother Wang Yan, are you alright?”
“Are you hurt? Let us check.”
Feeling the genuine warmth of concern from the two, Wang Yan smiled, this warmth stirred him, making him feel a comforting sense of warmth within.
Just then, the distant headlights began to flash constantly, dozens of cars rushed over, and Chubby Girl, Beiming Bufan, Xiahou Xin, among others, all descended from the vehicles, running over.
Xiahou Xin hurriedly reached Xiahou Que, first glaring fiercely at Wang Yan, then turning to Xiahou Que and asked: “Que’er, how are you? Are you alright?”
“Que’er, why aren’t you speaking?”
…
However, Xiahou Que stood there without any response, though his eyes were open, they were vacant and dazed.
“What did you do to my Que’er? If anything happens to him, I’ll have your life!” Xiahou Xin shouted at Wang Yan.
Seeing Xiahou Xin’s rudeness towards Wang Yan, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting simultaneously shouted: “If anything happens to Brother Wang Yan, we’ll make sure you pay with your life.”
Witnessing Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting defending Wang Yan together, Xiahou Xin was immediately stunned. Upon entering the study, he hadn’t seen the situation in the hall, and so was unaware of their relationship with Wang Yan, leaving him momentarily dazed.
At this point, Wang Yan smiled slightly, saying: “I haven’t done anything to Xiahou Que, we just talked, and now he’s come to his senses, he’s preparing to get married.”
“Marriage? Are you saying Que’er is going to marry Xue’er?” Xiahou Xin asked in surprise and delight.
Beiming Xue’s face turned cold, just about to retort.
Wang Yan, however, smiled meaningfully and said to Xiahou Xin: “No, Xiahou Que has already dissolved the engagement with Xue’er, he’s about to marry another woman.”
Upon hearing this, Xiahou Xin first glanced at Beiming Bufan beside him, then hurriedly shook his head: “Impossible, Que’er wouldn’t do that.”
Wang Yan said: “If you don’t believe me, you can ask him. Xiahou Que, have you already dissolved the engagement with Xue’er?”
And with that, the previously immobile Xiahou Que nodded, saying: “Yes.”
Hearing this, Xiahou Xin’s expression changed, his eyes flicked rapidly, suddenly spotting Ouyang Feiting, and he couldn’t help but think: “Could it be Que’er and Ouyang Feiting are involved? Actually, marrying Ouyang Feiting wouldn’t be bad either, considering the Ouyang Family’s immense wealth. If so, it would be a good thing. Hmph, when Xiahou and Ouyang Families unite, they’ll first crush Beiming Bufan.”
Xiahou Xin thought gleefully to himself, while his face maintained a worried expression, he turned to Beiming Bufan, saying: “Bufan, you see, this certainly isn’t Que’er’s intention, surely Xue’er deliberately distanced himself just now, Que’er was provoked into this.”
Xiahou Xin both wanted to agree to dissolve the engagement with Beiming Xue, but feared gaining a reputation for breach of contract, hence he promptly placed all the blame on Beiming Xue.
Beiming Bufan shook his head, saying: “Xiahou, the children are grown up, let them decide for themselves.”
Xiahou Xin was pleased, thinking to himself: “Great, just wait, once you see Xiahou Que proposing to Ouyang Feiting, let’s see what kind of face you’ll have.”
Suppressing his inward glee, Xiahou Xin turned to Wang Yan and asked: “Que’er, with which lady have you formed a bond? Tell me so I can prepare a grand wedding for you.”
As Xiahou Xin spoke, he kept looking at Ouyang Feiting, his eyes filled with a warm, fatherly affection.
Wang Yan laughed heartily, saying: “Alright, then let’s have Mr. Xiahou and his fiancée meet.”
Seeing this, everyone became perplexed, weren’t they at each other’s throats just moments ago? How has it suddenly turned into such a harmonious scene?
However, more than this particular issue, everyone was eager to know who Xiahou Que’s new girlfriend actually was.
Xiahou Que slowly walked out, indeed heading towards the direction of Ouyang Feiting.
Seeing this, Xiahou Xin felt elated: “Good boy, you do have skills. Beiming Xue couldn’t care less for you, so you find me an Ouyang girl to marry. Beiming Bufan, you’ll regret it one day.”
Under Xiahou Xin’s proud gaze, Xiahou Que unexpectedly walked past Ouyang Feiting, heading toward the group behind her.
Xiahou Xin was stunned, hurriedly said: “No, Que’er, you’ve passed her.”
Just then, Xiahou Que reached Chubby Girl, knelt on one knee, picked up Chubby Girl’s plump foot and deeply kissed it.
“Marry me.”