The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337: 326 Humiliate Scum, Jiang Moyuan You’re Worthy? [3 More]

Like Fu Mingcheng, Ye Suhe also secretly trained quite a few strong household guards, much more capable than the average bodyguards.

However, she hid them even better than Fu Mingcheng, always staying in the Buddha Hall, fasting and reciting sutras, and never had her servants do anything.

To outsiders, Ye Suhe was just an ordinary widow.

Suddenly being stopped, both Xiu Yu and Jiang Ran were startled.

The rest of the students from Class 19 had never seen such a scene and were all frozen in place.

With a “slap,” that Jiang family household guard placed his hand on Ying Zijin’s shoulder and repeated, “For everyone’s safety, please come with us.”

This was not a request; they were outright trying to kidnap her.

Ying Zijin’s eyebrows lifted, and she glanced aside, smiling faintly.

She rarely smiled, and that smile made one’s heart tremble.

The forward-moving Jiang family guard was suddenly stunned stiff.

The next second, all he felt was a sudden dizziness as if the sky and earth were spinning, and with a “thud,” he fell to the ground, so fast that everyone had no time to react.

There were quite a few people coming and going on West Street, but the pedestrians, seeing so many menacing black-clad bodyguards, all ran to stay clear.

Xiu Yu frowned and stepped forward, kicking the Jiang family household guard on the ground: “Daddy Ying, are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Ying Zijin took off her coat, her voice indifferent, “It’s a shame it’s dirty now, can’t wear it anymore.”

That sentence, in the ears of the Jiang family’s guards, was a blunt humiliation.

The remaining household guards all looked worse for wear.

They hadn’t expected that this foster daughter of the Ying Family knew some self-defense techniques; just a slight slip was enough for her to get away.

Thankfully, Ye Suhe had the foresight to send thirty people over.

At this moment, Jiang Ran stepped forward, scoffing coldly, “I wondered who it was, turns out it’s the vixen’s men? Who gave you the nerve to make trouble in front of me?”

The only one who dared to call Ye Suhe that was Jiang Ran himself.

“Young Master Jiang Ran.” Those household guards naturally recognized Jiang Ran, “This matter has nothing to do with you. The Old Madam simply wished to discuss marriage matters with Miss Ying, and there was no ill intent.”

Being an ancient martial artist, though his inner strength wasn’t profound, dealing with these people was still much easier.

In ten minutes, those Jiang family household guards were all lying on the ground, knocked unconscious.

After beating them to his satisfaction, Jiang Ran only then remembered something important: “Forgot to leave one to send a message to the vixen; I haven’t even made my tough talk yet.”

“Just leave them there,” Ying Zijin said without so much as a glance, “Let’s go; someone will send the message.”

Jiang Ran walked over with his hands in his pockets, humming a little tune.

Xiu Yu felt like she was seeing a dog wagging its tail in delight.

**

At a distance, Nie Chao sat in his car, holding binoculars, taking in the whole scene.

“Damn, this is bad!” he slapped his thigh, “A love rival, definitely a love rival!”

With that thought, Nie Chao hastily pulled out his phone to start spreading the word.

[Bro, this is not good. Didn’t you tell me to watch out for suspicious men? Look at Jiang Ran: he’s the school heartthrob, younger than you, and just played the hero saving the beauty. Your position is seriously threatened!]