Zhao Youxi looked at the three of them, and the smile on her face deepened. She turned her eyes to Han Yichen.

“This must be the big brother that you guys found, right? I’m so sorry. We met under such circumstances for the first time and left a bad impression on you, Big Brother.”

Han Yichen’s face was tense. He only replied to Zhao Youxi’s words, “If there’s anything, you can come at us adults. There’s no need to make things difficult for a child.”

Zhao Youxi was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, she covered her mouth and laughed softly, as if she had heard a great joke.

“Hahahaha… Big Brother, are you sure you’re not joking?”

Han Yichen’s face darkened slightly. He did not think that what he had just said was very funny.

Zhao Youxi only looked up after she had laughed enough. Her eyes were fixed on Han Yichen. “This is not a child.”

“What?”

“This is not a child.” Zhao Youxi pinched Joy’s pitiful little face, which was about to cry, “To us, this is not a child at all. It is just a tool that can bring our enemies pain and grief. There is no such thing as a tool that doesn’t make things difficult for us.”

Han Yichen choked. Looking at Zhao Youxi’s innocent look, he suddenly felt a strange sense of dissonance. Was this person really a person? Why was she like a walking corpse, a walking corpse that only knew hatred and nothing left?

Zhao Youlin was shielded by Han Yichen and Han Yichen. As she listened to the conversation between Zhao Youxi and Han Yichen, her eyes became deeper and deeper.

After Zhao Youxi finished talking to Han Yichen, she quickly turned her attention to Mu Tingfeng. Facing this man who had once moved her, Zhao Youxi could only feel a sense of disappointment and unwillingness.

“Young Master Mu, if… If I said that I really did have feelings for you at that time, would you believe me?”

As soon as Zhao Youxi said this, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little awkward. Zhao Youming really couldn’t bear that his sister actually had the time to be entangled in these affairs at a time like this.

“Sister…”

Before Zhao Youming could finish his disgruntled words, he was forced back by Zhao Youxi’s cold glare.

Although he said nothing, the resentment in his heart became more and more obvious. Who was Zhao Youxi? If he hadn’t sent her abroad two years ago, she would not be here, standing in front of so many people. Heh… I’ll let you be proud for a while. When I take the money and go abroad to make a comeback, I will definitely trample all these people who looked down on me back under my feet.

Zhao Youxi naturally saw the dissatisfaction in Zhao Youming’s heart, but she decided not to care about it. There was no need for her to care about it. She knew that Zhao Youming only wanted to escape the country and wait for an opportunity to make a comeback. Unfortunately… after today, he wouldn’t even have a chance to live, let alone make a comeback.

Zhao Youxi turned her head and stared into Mu Tingfeng’s eyes, waiting for his response wholeheartedly.

Mu Tingfeng’s face was still cold. He met Zhao Youxi’s eyes and asked unhurriedly, “How many people have you given your heart to?”

Zhao Youxi was stunned. After understanding the deeper meaning in Mu Tingfeng’s words, she finally couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “I see, I see. “Then if… If I had given my heart to you from the very beginning, with no one else but you, would you…”

This time, before Zhao Youxi could finish her sentence, Mu Tingfeng had already replied, “I don’t care who you gave your heart to, but I only have one woman in my heart.”

What he meant was that since he had already given his heart to Zhao Youlin, he couldn’t give it to another person. So what if Zhao Youxi gave her heart to him? He only liked Zhao Youlin and nothing else.

“What a good one! What a loyal man!” Zhao youxi’s face suddenly became a little ferocious. She put the gun against Joy’s head and said coldly, “Then if I want you to be with me now, or I’ll blow your son’s head off, what will you do? And you…”

As Zhao Youxi spoke, she looked over Mu Tingfeng and Zhao Youlin. “If I ask you to leave Mu Tingfeng, or I’ll kill your son, what will you do? What will you do?”

Mu Tingfeng’s expression changed slightly. He turned to look at Zhao Youlin’s face, only to find that Zhao Youlin’s face was calm, as if Zhao Youxi had just said something insignificant.

“You can force people to be with you, but you won’t have their hearts. And it doesn’t look like what you want right now. Moreover…” Zhao Youlin suddenly raised her head and met Zhao Youxi’s eyes. “Today, compared to us, the person you want to take revenge on the most should be someone else, right?”

Zhao Youlin’s words shocked everyone present. Zhao Youxi narrowed her eyes and looked at Zhao Youlin. The two of them looked at each other from a distance, separated by two men. No one said anything.

At this moment, Zhao Youming could be said to be the most surprised of all. Zhao Youlin’s words made him instinctively feel a little uneasy. What did she mean by saying that other than them, the person Zhao Youxi wanted to take revenge on the most should be someone else, other than them, there was only himself on this side? Could it be that Zhao Youxi wanted to take revenge on him?

How could it be? They were siblings. They were each other’s last life-saving straws in this world. How could Zhao Youxi see him as an enemy? Zhao Youlin must have deliberately said that to sow discord between the two of them. Yes, that must be the case!

Zhao Youming opened his mouth, wanting to tell Zhao Youxi not to fall into Zhao Youlin’s plot to sow discord. Unfortunately, before he could say anything, a gun had already been quietly pointed at his hands and feet.

After two gunshots, Zhao Youming’s arms and legs were shot. The pain caused him to collapse to the ground. Joy, who had been held tightly, was released. His face was pale as he covered her bloody arms, curling up into a ball.

The sudden reversal stunned all the men present. What was the situation now?! A rebellion in the nest?!

Joy fell to the ground and finally could not help but burst into tears.

When he cried, Mu Tingfeng and the others finally reacted. They looked at Zhao Youxi with more and more surprise.

Zhao Youming’s arm and thigh had been shot, and he was bleeding profusely. His forehead was already covered in cold sweat from the pain. After struggling on the ground for a while, he looked at Zhao Youxi with red eyes full of disbelief.

“Sister, you…”

“Don’t call me sister.” Before Zhao Youming could finish his sentence, Zhao Youxi had already interrupted him. She reached out and pulled Joy up from the ground. She stared coldly at the person on the ground and said mercilessly, “Every time I hear you call me sister, I feel extremely disgusted. I feel so disgusted that I want to tear your mouth apart.”