Did I Let You Go

Xue Shaohua was momentarily dazed, then immediately felt the stinging pain on his face.

"What the hell? Why the fuck did you hit me?"

"How dare you ask? Have you forgotten why we're here?" Ye Liangchen was so furious his stomach ached. How many times had they done it in just one night?

He couldn't bear to think about it—no, he really couldn't. Putting himself in that position, facing a girl like Hu Yuying, he definitely wouldn't have stopped at just once.

That's why Ye Liangchen was angry, and his voice unconsciously carried a trace of rage. Long Aotian was practically spitting in his face!

But Xue Shaohua, who had been inexplicably slapped twice, was even angrier. To put it mildly, who wouldn't be furious after being woken up by two slaps in the middle of sleep?

Ye Liangchen noticed the look in Xue Shaohua's eyes and awkwardly said, "Alright, we have a common enemy. Get up, they’ve already left."

Hearing this, Xue Shaohua took a deep breath, suppressing his irritation. At least Ye Liangchen was right about one thing—he had waited in this alley all night just to beat up Long Aotian and make him face reality, to leave Hu Yuying.

That was the most important thing. As long as Long Aotian stayed away from Hu Yuying, what did two slaps matter?

To avoid missing Long Aotian and Hu Yuying like yesterday, the two hurriedly chased after them.

Luckily, this time they were in luck.

Long Aotian and Hu Yuying were at a breakfast shop not far away.

Watching them laugh and chat, Ye Liangchen and Xue Shaohua felt like flames were about to burst from their eyes.

They had crouched in that alley all night just to beat Long Aotian, yet not only did he not obediently come out to take his punishment, he was now laughing like he didn’t have a care in the world.

The happier Long Aotian seemed, the angrier Ye Liangchen and Xue Shaohua became.

This was nothing short of humiliation.

"I can't take it anymore. Today, I have to teach him a lesson. I’ll make him understand what happens when he steals a girl—no, I’ll make him understand just how serious the consequences are for holding Hu Yuying back."

In Xue Shaohua’s eyes, Long Aotian’s existence was nothing but an obstacle to Hu Yuying’s future.

This was an age of passion. If he could use his fiery determination to pull a lost girl back onto the right path, it would be something worth remembering for a lifetime.

Maybe Hu Yuying would even be moved when she saw him standing up for her.

He could already picture it—grabbing Hu Yuying’s hand and pulling her away from Long Aotian, his heroic figure forever etched in her memory.

Years later, this would be a story worth telling.

The more he thought about it, the more impulsive Xue Shaohua became.

It felt like saving Hu Yuying couldn’t wait another second!

Ye Liangchen watched Xue Shaohua’s lack of composure and honestly wanted to slap him again.

No patience at all. How was someone like this supposed to work with him?

Hu Yuying was clearly the type who, once she set her heart on someone, it was for life. Even if she was suffering, even if Long Aotian was a complete bastard, as long as she hadn’t given up, there was no way she’d change her feelings.

He had already tested this back in Haibin City.

If not for that, with his elegance, his style, and his advantage of knowing her first, he would’ve already played the villain, already cuckolded Long Aotian!

Would he really be crouching in an alley all night?

He would’ve called Hu Yuying the moment she went home with Long Aotian, making up some excuse to get her to come out and spend time with him.

Damn it, thinking about wasting a whole night in that alley was just pathetic!

Suddenly, Ye Liangchen’s eyes lit up. "Perfect opportunity!"

Hearing this, Xue Shaohua followed Ye Liangchen’s gaze and saw Long Aotian getting up and leaving the breakfast shop.

The two exchanged a glance, simultaneously flicking their hair with a confident smirk.

They hurried after him.

When they saw Long Aotian enter a public restroom, Ye Liangchen sneered. "Heaven’s road he refuses to take, yet he walks straight into hell’s gate. Don’t blame us for what happens next!"

Ye Liangchen and Xue Shaohua laughed—this time, it was genuine.

After crouching in that alley all night, they were boiling with anger, and now they finally had a chance to vent.

Without wasting another word, they followed Long Aotian into the restroom.

They exchanged another glance, then positioned themselves on either side of him.

Ye Liangchen smirked at Long Aotian, who still hadn’t noticed them, and briefly considered attacking while he was relieving himself. But then his gaze inadvertently drifted downward.

"Ah—!" He gasped, clutching his chest as he staggered back two steps.

The sudden noise startled not only Long Aotian but also Xue Shaohua.

Long Aotian frowned at Ye Liangchen, his expression growing more puzzled.

He didn’t understand why Ye Liangchen was crying.

Xue Shaohua was even more confused.

No one understood.

Only Ye Liangchen knew what was going through his mind.

He had prayed countless times, begging for Long Aotian to be gentle with his treasure of a girl, to not break her—

But what he saw now shattered every last one of those prayers.

Long Aotian noticed Ye Liangchen staring. "What’s your problem? Don’t you have your own?"

He turned to leave.

For some reason, those words struck a nerve.

Ye Liangcen snapped, glaring furiously at Long Aotian. "Are you mocking me?"

His eyes, red and bloodshot from crying, looked downright terrifying. "And who said you could leave?" His voice was hoarse as Long Aotian passed by.

Seeing Ye Liangchen’s expression, Xue Shaohua smirked confidently, slipping one hand into his pocket and flicking his hair as he stepped forward. "So, Long Aotian, is it?"

"What’s this about?" Long Aotian asked, amused.

The whole thing felt like elementary schoolers trying to rob a high schooler—at least, that’s how Long Aotian saw it.

"What’s this about? You really have the nerve to ask? Do you even know what you’re doing?" Xue Shaohua, emboldened by their numbers, didn’t take Long Aotian seriously at all.

With another hair flick, he stepped closer. "Do you realize you’re holding Hu Yuying back?"

"Hu Yuying is exceptional, so I want you to let her go. She deserves a brighter future, and you’re nothing but a stumbling block. If you truly care about her, you’d know she needs someone who matches her excellence."

"And you? You can’t help her—you’re only dragging her down. So you should understand what I’m saying. If you really want what’s best for her, you’ll walk away now."

Long Aotian nodded slowly. "You know what kind of person is the most terrifying?"

"Heh, isn’t it obvious? Of course, it’s scumbags like you who waste people’s lives that are the most terrifying," Xue Shaohua teased mockingly.

Long Aotian shook his head. "True villains aren’t the ones to fear—it’s fake saints like you."

"Hu Yuying has her own life and her own choices. Don’t use ‘what’s best for her’ as an excuse to morally blackmail others."

"One more thing—my temper isn’t exactly what you’d call mild."

As Long Aotian spoke, his cold gaze swept over Xue Shaohua. Though his tone remained even, an unshakable pressure weighed down on Xue Shaohua.

Especially that last look—it sent an inexplicable chill down Xue Shaohua’s spine, as if a dormant beast were sizing him up, ready to tear him apart and obliterate any obstacle in its path...

His body instinctively retreated several steps, and before he realized it, his palms were slick with cold sweat...