Chapter 453 - Not Enough

Linfeng looked at his Young Miss's hand clinging to his suit.

He reached out to hold her hand in assurance. He knew that there was an indescribable hatred inside Xiong Zhi's heart for this person, specifically, to the father and daughter pair of Xiong Wuyue and Xiong De.

At first, he could not comprehend why. But after these two sent people to kidnap and even humiliate his Young Miss, Linfeng harbored a great amount of hatred and disgust for them.

He felt distressed, knowing that before he had met Xiong Zhi, she was just a lone girl without anyone helping her.

His Young Miss had been young back then, innocent about the world, how could she have fended herself from such evil minds?

He was convinced that Xiong Zhi must have suffered a lot under their hands, which caused her to bear such a great hatred against them. Even if the other party was a woman, in his eyes, Xiong Wuyue was as evil as her father and those rapists.

So he did not sugarcoat his words and ruthlessly told Xiong Wuyue. "I don't know where you got the idea of me siding with you. I am his Young Miss's person. Never yours. We are not familiar, so please respect yourself."

Stab.

The words hurt more than Xiong Wuyue had imagined.

Linfeng's dark pools contained a ruthless threat.

"Keep in mind one thing, though. If you try to harm my Young Miss again, I will make you feel that death is better than living. I don't care even if you are a woman, or a Xiong. If you dare touch her again, you have to be prepared for the consequences."

Stab.

Stab.

Xiong Wuyue held her chest, the tight and needle-like pain made it hard to breathe.

Linfeng's words were harsh. Coupled with his frightening eyes that could make one tremble, it scared and hurt Xiong Wuyue's heart at the same time.

She could not believe that the man she liked just threatened her.

In her own little world, Linfeng was always gentle, warm, and perfect. Xiong Wuyue's nose soured and her vision turned misty.

She shook her head. She did not want to believe it. That young and kind boy who smiled and cheered her up... would actually do something like threatening her.

"You… Why are you being like this?" she whimpered. "You once cared about me..." Her heart and her mind denied what she was seeing and hearing right now.

Where was her gentle Linfeng?

The once gentle and kind boy, who had now turned into a tall and strapping young man, glanced indifferently at her. His eyes remained cold.

"You mistook duty as caring? You, who used your surname Xiong in tyranny, is really a self-centered person who saw things as she wished. Overbearing as usual, just as how you turn asking for a favor to giving an order."

Crash.

Xiong Wuyue's eyes blanked out.

Her idyllic world shattered.

Her mind zeroed in onto one word.

…Duty?

…It turned out, that time, Linfeng was only acting out his duties? That he took care of a certain young miss who was cast aside, it was all because of his sense of duty…?

The only remaining light faded into darkness.

The security came over, held her arms, and pulled her out under the watchful rain of flashes of camera.

The media seemed excited watching the drama unfold right in their very eyes.

The woman whose world had shattered to pieces was not even given a chance to recover before she was dragged by the security.

Her weak body could not even struggle as her mind had become numbed.

Xiong Zhi watched them leave.

Xiong Wuyue must have finally awakened to the reality of the situation she was in.

After the security left, Linfeng turned to his girlfriend with worry.

His body unconsciously shielded Xiong Zhi from the line of the cameras.

He pulled her gently away until they came to a well-hidden area far from the prying eyes of people. 

"Are you alright?"

Xiong Zhi nodded, and then sighed. "En, I'm fine. She didn't even get to touch me. It's just… how to say it. I feel a bit down."

Linfeng's brows rose slightly and faint worry appeared in his eyes. 'Don't tell me, Zhi'er actually felt sorry for Xiong Wuyue?'

He began to ponder how to convince her to not feel guilty, when he heard her next words.

"I didn't even do anything. I only spoke a few words, yet she is already down." Xiong Zhi sighed. "I did not even sweat. How anticlimactic."

Linfeng: "..."

Alright, it was his fault for overthinking.

He suddenly remembered a certain incident when his Young Miss committed a fistfight for the first time.

Back then, she did look like she enjoyed it.

"Ah… My hands itched earlier, but unfortunately…"

Linfeng sighed. "Zhi'er, you don't have to do that. You'll just hurt your hand when touching such a dirty thing."

'…'

"Pfft." Xiong Zhi let out a chuckle.

He really called Xiong Wuyue a dirt. That made her happy, ah.

However, Linfeng stared deeply at her.

She blinked slowly. "What is it?"

"Are you really alright?"

Xiong Zhi glanced at the direction of where Xiong Wuyue had been dragged out.

Her smile slowly faded. She lowered her head, thought for a moment, nodded, and then shook her head.

"Actually, I really am not satisfied."

Linfeng: "…?"

"I only took a few things from her, and she is already sinking in despair," she whispered. "Xiong Wuyue hasn't even tasted yet getting beaten up black and blue—"

In her mind, she seemed to see herself in the past. How she had suffered the beatings and endured every pain in her body.

"She has yet to taste being emotionally exhausted every single day of her life—"

How she had feared the coming of every morning with terror, when she desperately wished that her days would end.

"She has not yet wished she would rather be dead—"

How she had suffered from her own suicidal thoughts, when she thought that death would be sweeter.

"She has not yet experienced how the most important person in her heart died…"

How she mourned that cold night, when every second felt painful, hugging Linfeng's cold body…

Her nemesis had not tasted it all yet.

She was just starting, yet that pitch-black woman was already breaking apart.

Not yet!

Not enough!

Her hatred was not quenched yet!

Xiong De was already dealt with.

He would only suffer from here on, wishing he was dead instead.

Xiong Wuyue, the person who coveted everything that was hers and stepped on her, she must suffer everything she, Xiong Zhi, had been through before, ten-fold… no, a hundred-fold.

And that beast…

Suddenly, she was enveloped into a warm embrace.

Her head fell against a strong chest, strong arms went around her tightly, and she smelled a familiar scent that she had always loved.

Xiong Zhi who was raging stopped the thoughts in her head.

After seeing the unmistakable sorrow in her eyes, Linfeng felt distressed.

He patted her back gently, and kissed her head.

His gentle hand caressing her back rhythmically slowly calmed down the flames of rage in her heart.

Her tensed shoulders relaxed. Her eyelids fanned down as she buried her head into his wide chest.

She heard his voice rumble under her ears.

His voice was soft and warm. "Hush… It's alright, Zhi'er. I'm here. I'll help you get back at them. They will get what they deserve."

Xiong Zhi was silent.

In her heart, the rage that had awakened already withdrew.

She hugged him back tightly, inhaling his scent.

Linfeng kept patting her back and rained kisses on her head.

She felt her eyes moisten a bit.

"Yes. They will get what they deserve," she said softly, her eyes momentarily flashing with determination.

Not only Xiong De and Xiong Wuyue, that beast Guan Gao Huan as well, and all the people responsible for making their lives hellish.

She would solve them, one by one.

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A/n: Xiong Wuyue's and Linfeng's first meeting will be narrated in the future chaps (still in this arc). Anyway, Xiong Wuyue's ending isn't over yet. But it is soon. You feel it too, don't you?

Additional scene:

When the two left and escape from the eruption of the media, Song Xuantin was faced with the mess they left.

"What can you say about Ms. Xiong Wuyue's baseless accusations?"

"Ms. Wuyue particularly targeted your image and your dignity as an artist, do you plan to sue her?"

Song Xuantin: What can she sue her with ah, she doesn't know law. 

Song Xuantin grabbed Xiao Mei and pushed her to the media.

"You can ask my manager about it."

Xiao Mei: "...."

'Now the mess was left to me?'

A/n: Don't worry, Linfeng and Zhi got your back. ^^