A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1566 - 306: Aristocratic Families - Desperados (First Update)_2
After discussing the moral issue of whether to queue or not, which sparked widespread debate, many netizens started paying attention to the male and female protagonists in the video. Although the video was rather blurry and only captured a vague profile of the man, it was coincidental that a large part of the woman’s face was visible. Even though it was just a fleeting glance, sharp-eyed netizens recognized her. Isn’t that Ji Yunya?
The internet exploded.
——Hmph, don’t think just because you changed your disguise I wouldn’t recognize you, Dr. Nyx, your disguise has failed.
——It really is Ji Yunya, I thought I was seeing things, turns out everyone feels the same...
——A goddess is a goddess, able to handle any style. Look at this outfit, a unique stream in the non-mainstream crowd, inexplicably and outrageously beautiful...
——Hmph, daring to snatch seats from the goddess, that fat woman must have grown tired of living.
——Agreed with the person above, such manners, it’s like they’ve been devoured by dogs. If it were me, I’d definitely give her a good lesson.
——The man beside the goddess is really handsome... Is he the goddess’s fiancé...
——Look at that height, that demeanor, that clean and crisp move, they match perfectly with the goddess... There’s a rumor that he’s her childhood sweetheart, they’re already engaged, the way they hold hands is just lethal to single people...
——Am I the only one who noticed what’s in the shopping cart? Fish, shrimp, vegetables, wine, seems like they’re going to cook personally. Is the goddess cooking at home? The thought is too beautiful, I can’t bear to look. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
——Our goddess, the Princess, never gets her hands dirty, how can she possibly cook, it’s definitely her boyfriend cooking, sob sob, men who can cook are basically extinct now...
The internet was abuzz with a new wave of discussions about Ji Yunya and her fiancé shopping at the supermarket, flaunting their relationship. The mysterious fiancé, who lived in legends, finally lifted his veil of mystery. He fitted everyone’s image of a Prince: handsome, tall, mature, loving, most importantly, fully protective of Ji Yunya, not allowing her to suffer a bit of grievance. Women enviously gnashed their teeth while men lamented that the goddess was already taken.
The media sprang into action, headlines emerged one after another, all titled with Ji Yunya exposing Dr. Nyx’s identity and her fiancé finally revealing his mysterious appearance.
In the typical style of these media outlets, to satisfy the curiosity of the general populace, they would normally start digging into this man’s identity. However, today the media turned a new leaf, giving only a brief summary of this man as a scion from Aristocratic Families and refusing to divulge more.
It’s not that they wouldn’t say, but they didn’t dare...
Yun Ya had no idea how heated the online discussions were. The two of them carried two big bags out of the supermarket, took the elevator to the underground parking lot, which was spacious and quiet, with echoes of footsteps resonating.
Just as they were about to get into the car, suddenly a group of people burst out, wielding clubs. The panting fat woman at the front pointed at them viciously and said, "It’s them."
This fat woman was the one who tried to cut the line at the supermarket checkout and got taught a lesson by Yan Song.
Yan Song squeezed Yun Ya’s hand, "Don’t be afraid."
Yun Ya smiled and said, "Not afraid, it’s just too many people courting death, buzzing around like flies, so annoying."
Yan Song curled his lips, placed the bags in the car, patted Yun Ya’s head, "Behave, wait for me in the car."
Yun Ya, smiling, stood on tiptoe to straighten his collar. "Okay."
She obediently sat in the car.
Yan Song clenched his fist, slowly turned around, and in the blink of an eye, the group rushed up to him.
The fat woman pointed at Yan Song and said, "He’s the one who hit me, my wrist and butt still hurt, and that woman, I must scratch her face to pieces...."
Yan Song’s eyes darkened, and he scanned the two coldly. The fat woman instinctively retracted her neck but then remembered her backup was right beside her. No matter how strong this man was, he couldn’t possibly handle so many people, right? With that thought, she mustered her courage, puffed up her chest, and said, "If you beg for mercy now, I might spare your lives, otherwise...."
"Otherwise what?" Yan Song curled his lips into a cold smile.
The man beside the fat woman was wearing a tank top, his muscular body bulging, and the scar on the side of his face made him look rather malicious. He glared at Yan Song gloomily, "No one has ever gotten away unscathed after messing with my woman."
Yan Song curled his lips disdainfully, "I return your words to you word for word."
Finishing his words, he gave no time for the other party to react, his movements swift as the wind, he charged, leaping and kicking, his actions smooth and flowing yet elegant and crisp. Before the crowd could react, they were all already lying on the ground.
The scarred man, realizing what was happening, raised his club to rush over, but was kicked away by Yan Song’s long leg, slamming into a pillar, and then harshly rolling onto the ground.
Yan Song walked over step by step, raised his foot to step on the scarred man’s face, looking down with a slight curl of his thin lips, disdainfully asking, "Otherwise what?"
The scarred man was shocked to the core; he didn’t expect his opponent to be so formidable. If he had known, he would have verified before coming, to prevent ending up in such a passive situation.
His face contorted with pain, yet he refused to plead for mercy. Yan Song slowly ground his foot, initially, the scarred man could endure, but eventually, he couldn’t help but scream.
The fat woman was completely frightened by the scene, in the blink of an eye, so many people were downed. The scarred man, who was known as a notorious tough guy in the area, couldn’t even last a single move against this man.
Too weak...
She subtly moved her feet backward, trying to find a chance to leave. Otherwise, if discovered, she wouldn’t be able to bear the consequences.
"Where do you think you’re going?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded in her ear, eerily sending shivers down her spine. She screamed and backed away, tripping over something, landing on the ground with a thud.
The girl smiled at her, yet that smile seemed more terrifying than a Devil in her eyes. She struggled to back away, "What... what do you want?"
"Isn’t it me who should be asking what you want to do?" The girl suddenly held a small knife, the handle slender, the blade finely sharpened and reflecting the light, painfully dazzling her eyes, making her instinctively raise her hand to shield them.
The knife danced quickly between the girl’s slender, fair fingers, mesmerizing to the eye. The girl smiled, squatting in front of her, "I heard you want to scratch my face?"
The gentle voice was like someone softly murmuring in her ear, yet it inexplicably made the woman’s hair stand on end...
"Get away..." The woman screamed and kicked her legs, Yun Ya sneered, her hand moved, and the woman saw the reflection of the cold blade, forgetting any movement, her pupils gradually dilating.
A strand of hair slowly floated to the ground, Yun Ya stepped back, admiring the woman’s pathetic state.
There was even a suspicious stain on the ground...
"Humans, after millions of years of evolution to reach the top of the food chain, without manners, what’s the difference from animals?"
The woman suddenly clutched her head and screamed, her voice echoing in the spacious underground parking lot, eerie and terrifying.
Yun Ya gently wiped the blade with her hand, her brows cold and indifferent, with a hint of nonchalance.
