After the Fake Young Lady Stole Everything from Me, I Became the World's Sweetheart

Chapter 270: Chapter Two-Hundred and Seventy: Heartbreak

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Han Yuan rushed over and was furious when she saw her son tightly hugging that woman. “Xi Cheng!” she yelled sternly.

Xi Cheng flinched and realized where he was. Fang Xi, too, woke from her daze and pushed Xi Cheng away. Han Yuan took a closer look and angrily thought, ‘So it IS her.’

She stepped forward and soundly slapped Fang Xi in the face. Han Yuan didn’t care about the people present and started to curse loudly, shocking everyone. “Vixen!” she hissed. “How dare you walk in here?! What do you take the Xi family for?”

Fang Xi held a hand to the cheek Han Yuan had slapped and slowly straightened her back. Xi Cheng snapped out of it and quickly went to check on Fang Xi, concerned. “Fang Xi! Fang Xi, are you al—I‘

“Xi Cheng! What do you think you’re doing? Come over here!” Han Yuan demanded.

“Mom!” Xi Cheng fiercely shouted and reached out to protect Fang Xi. However, Fang Xi pushed him away.

“Fang Xi? What’s wrong? What’s going on?” Ye Kun hurriedly squeezed through the crowd, pulled Fang Xi into his arms, and examined her face.

Seeing the red handprint across her cheek, Ye Kun asked coldly, “What happened? Who did this?”

“Fang Xi?” Xi Cheng stared dumbfoundedly at the two and went to pull Fang Xi over.

Fang Xi took a step back and avoided Xi Cheng’s hand. She looked at Ye Kun and forced herself to whisper, “I’m not feeling well. Let’s go.”

Ye Kun looked at the crowd in confusion but agreed without hesitation. “Alright! Let’s go!”

“Stop right there!” Han Yuan roared, and Fang Xi stopped in her tracks.

“So, I see you’ve hooked up with Ye Kun after you left Xi Cheng. What? Are you planning to get another five million from the Ye family?” Han Yuan questioned.

Fang Xi slowly turned around and met Han Yuan’s gaze before calmly replying, “I don’t understand what you mean.”

“You don’t understand?’ Han Yuan sneered. “Why are you here pretending to be confused? It’s only been, what? A few months? Did you already spend all the five million I gave you?”

Fang Xi realized Han Yuan didn’t know and looked at Xi Cheng. Xi Cheng recovered and loudly exclaimed, “Fang Xi didn’t take a single cent, Mom! She left that card behind!”

Han Yuan was slightly surprised but wouldn’t concede. “So? She didn’t take the money because she wanted you to feel guilty. A temptress like her must have some ability.”

She then turned to Ye Kun and commented, “Ye Kun, is she the girlfriend you’ve been going on about? I suggest you break up with her immediately! This woman stayed by Xi Cheng’s side for seven years! She knew Xi Cheng had a fiancée but still didn’t leave him—not until I gave her five million dollars!”

Ye Kun paled. He took a step back and looked toward Xi Cheng and Fang Xi. Xi Cheng stepped forward, but Fang Xi instantly retreated. However, she didn’t withdraw to Ye Kun’s side, and the three stood in a triangle.

Fang Xi had already calmed down. She looked at the domineering Han Yuan and detachedly stated, “Madam, you’ve misunderstood. I’m here today to accompany my boyfriend to his best friend’s mother’s birthday party, but I didn’t know this was yourbirthday party! As for the five million you mentioned, I don’t know about it.”

That said, she turned and walked out.

“”Fang Xi!”” Ye Kun and Xi Cheng called out in unison and chased after her.

“Xi Cheng, stop right there!” Han Yuan yelled. Xi Cheng turned around and bellowed, “I told you, she never took your money! She didn’t take the card you gave her!”

When he turned back again, a heavy punch landed on his face. Xi Cheng hissed in pain and brought his hand to his face before his eyes met Ye Kun’s angered orbs. “What was that for? Are you crazy?” he yelled at his friend.

“You’re the crazy one! Your whole family is crazy!” Ye Kun shouted back at Xi Cheng and chased after Fang Xi without looking back, thinking, ‘So Xi Cheng was the scumbag who hurt Fang M!’

Right now, Fang Xi wished the world would stop and collapse. She wished to be smashed to smithereens, turn into dust and smoke, and disappear into the wind.

*Screech!* *Bam!* Fang Xi felt a force slam into her, and she went flying through the air. ‘Oh, looks like I got my wish,’ she thought, and the last thing she saw was a red car and the woman in it.

“Fang Xi!” Ye Kun heart-wrenchingly cried out.

Lin Zhu got out of the car in a panic, stuttering, “No, no, i—it wasn’t me. I—I, I didn’t see her. S-she—she suddenly rushed out. Th-this—this is my cousin’s car. It wasn’t me; it wasn’t my fault!”

“Fang Xi! Fang Xi!” Ye Kun held Fang Xi in his arms and cried loudly, his heart in near-absolute despair.

“Quick, Ye Kun! Carry Fang Xi into the car. I’ll drive her to the hospital!” Xiang Yang shouted as she kicked off her high heels and rushed off at top speed to get the car.

Xi Cheng slumped on the steps as he watched the car drive off. Before him was a pool of blood—Fang Xi’s blood. He didn’t know how things turned out this way. The Fang Xi he’d been looking for for so long—a living and breathing Fang Xi—had been knocked flying by his family’s car at his house, right in front of him.

The last time Fang Xi’d left him, she left nothing behind. This time, she left him with a pool of blood spread across his driveway in an alarming shade of red. Looking at it, Xi Cheng’s heart, too, shattered into a puddle of blood..