Chapter 104: Falling in Love, and Suddenly the Whole World Becomes My Rival (4)

Huo Zhiyuan gently patted Huo Ruanruan’s head, comforting her not to be angry. He looked Bai Yao up and down and said, “Though you can’t compare to our Ruanruan, the only thing you have to show for yourself right now is that face.”

In truth, Huo Ruanruan and Bai Yao were two entirely different types: Huo Ruanruan was soft and adorably cute, while Bai Yao was bright and bold. The former made men want to spoil her; the latter stirred a desire for conquest.

Huo Zhiyuan smiled with flamboyance. “I heard a talent scout approached you not long ago, but then nothing came of it. You know, I have quite the connections in the entertainment industry. If I wanted to launch your career, it wouldn’t be hard. You’d become a superstar and live a life of luxury again.”

He curled his lips into a wicked grin and said, “Bai Yao, if you kneel and beg Ruanruan, as long as she’s happy, everything else can be arranged.”

Huo Zhiyuan was a powerful figure in the entertainment world. Without his permission, Bai Yao could never enter the circle. Like that talent scout from before—his word ensured no one dared cross him.

Bai Yao glanced at Huo Ruanruan.

Huo Ruanruan met her gaze, refusing to back down. She used to shrink from Bai Yao's predatory stare, but after spending time with her three brothers, she gradually found the confidence befitting the eldest daughter of the Huo family.

The little kitten had transformed into a little tiger—how adorable.

Huo Zhiyuan smiled again, this time with warmth in his eyes as he patted Huo Ruanruan’s head. His sister was the greatest treasure in the world.

A slow smile appeared on Bai Yao’s lips. “Alright.”

Huo Zhiyuan was stunned; he hadn’t expected Bai Yao to concede so quickly.

But her next words were, “If you kneel and beg me, make me happy, then maybe I’ll kneel to Huo Ruanruan.”

Huo Ruanruan was furious, her voice sharp with childish indignation. “Bai Yao, you’re not allowed to insult my brother!”

Bai Yao crossed her arms and asked again, “Mr. Huo, will you kneel?”

Huo Zhiyuan’s face darkened. “You want me to kneel to you? What nonsense!”

Bai Yao shrugged. “If you won’t, then forget it. I’m leaving.”

As she brushed past, Huo Zhiyuan reached out. “Stop right there—”

“Hey—” Bai Yao pointed at his hand, about to touch her. “If a celebrity like you gets caught tussling with me and it’s posted online, people will say you’re pining after me. Wouldn’t you lose out?”

Huo Zhiyuan’s hand froze. The thought of rumors spreading online about him and Bai Yao, he simply couldn’t bring himself to grab her.

Bai Yao gave Huo Ruanruan one last look, then walked out of the hotel doors with a light step.

Huo Ruanruan pressed her lips tightly together.

That look from Bai Yao was clearly a challenge!

Even though the Bai family had fallen so low, why did Bai Yao’s spirit remain so fierce?

Night was falling.

Bai Yao returned home carrying a bag of instant noodles she’d just bought. Previously, Fu Huai had looked down on such cheap things, but now he was gone—she could eat whatever she wanted.

Sitting in the living room, she packed up all of Fu Huai’s belongings. The sound of the TV broadcasting the news caught her attention.

The reporter stood before a school gate cordoned off by police tape, her tone urgent. “Breaking news—a gruesome incident has shocked the city’s university. A student was dismembered by classmates and a teacher. The police have sealed the scene, the number of suspects is still unclear. I interviewed students from the school just now; they said the class seemed to have gone mad. My God, it’s unbelievable!”

The reporter ought to remain objective and impartial, but the horror of the event made her shudder even as she delivered the news.

That was Fu Huai’s university.

Bai Yao quickly took out her phone, removed a number from the blacklist, and dialed. No one answered.

She tried several more times, but still no response.

After all, they’d been in a relationship. Bai Yao couldn’t sit still. She hurried to the door, changed shoes, and as she stepped outside, she collided headlong with someone.

A white-haired young man caught her in his arms, his tone mocking. “Are you a monkey? Don’t you know how to walk properly?”

Bai Yao looked up. “Fu Huai?”

His beautiful eyes showed a hint of displeasure; beneath his left eye, a tear mole appeared like a spot of ink against his pale skin, carrying an aura of decay. He reached out, cradled her face, and demanded with exaggerated flair, “What’s with that look? Are you hoping some other man comes to see you tonight?”

Bai Yao slapped his hand away. “Why didn’t you answer my calls?”

He replied, utterly unashamed, “Lost my phone. Buy me a new one.”

With that, he strode into the cramped house he considered shabby, his critical gaze sweeping the room. “What a dump.”

His attitude reminded Bai Yao of his first visit. This time he only called it a “dump,” which was better than last time when he’d added “disgusting.”

Fu Huai pointed at the packed items on the floor. “What’s all this?”

Bai Yao answered, “Your stuff.”

He clicked his tongue disdainfully. “A pile of trash. Don’t leave it in my house. Toss it out.”

Bai Yao walked up to him. “Did something happen in your class?”

A hint of pride flickered between Fu Huai’s bright brows—she was asking, so she must care about him. “A bunch of foolish idiots performing their revolting little clown drama. Pathetic.”

Bai Yao had worried something might have happened to him; after all, he was a terrible person. But seeing him standing here, she let go of her suspicions.

Fu Huai settled elegantly on the sofa, lifting his exquisitely handsome face, his tone as arrogant as ever. “Come hug me.”

Like a queen bestowing a rare favor in a good mood.

Bai Yao laughed in exasperation. “Have you forgotten that just yesterday, you broke up with me?”

Fu Huai was unconcerned. “The one who broke up with you was yesterday’s me, not today’s me.”

He repeated, “Come here and hug me.”

Bai Yao refused. “No.”

Fu Huai pressed his lips together.

Normally, he would have thrown a tantrum, but unexpectedly his expression twisted for an instant, then his eyes lowered, lashes trembling. When he looked up again, tears glimmered in his eyes.

He appeared harmless and fragile. “Sister, come hug me, won’t you?”

His gentle voice sent shivers down her spine.

What was going on?

He’d only been gone a day—how had he learned to act spoiled?

Bai Yao pressed her hand to her chest. She believed one should have dignity; she wouldn’t eat “sour grapes” twice. But he couldn’t wait.

Fu Huai pulled Bai Yao onto the sofa, covering her with his body. Despite his frail frame, he was surprisingly strong, pinning her legs so she couldn’t escape.

Bai Yao protested, “Get off me!”

Fu Huai leaned in, kissed the corner of her lips, and whispered in her ear, “Sister, give me a kiss.”

His dark, lustrous eyes were now filled with pathological obsession and possessiveness. The urge to vent colored his pale, beautiful face with a flush.

He hadn’t done anything yet, but already he was murmuring softly. His fevered gaze locked onto hers, lips pressed to hers. “Sister, give me all your love.”

Bai Yao didn’t move.

Unsatisfied, he rubbed against her more urgently, his voice losing its feigned sob and revealing a desperate craving. “Give it to me, hurry… Bai Yao… Yao Yao… Yao Yao…”

Ah, this was the Fu Huai she knew.

Bai Yao hesitated a moment, then chose to roll over and take control.

Night descended, casting a strange, sinister atmosphere over the city.

Huo Zhiyuan drove Huo Ruanruan home. Knowing she was upset, he reached over and pinched her cheek. “Alright, Ruanruan, I promise—I’ll make Bai Yao pay.”

Huo Ruanruan snorted with pride. “I’m not the pushover I used to be; I don’t need you to fight my battles anymore.”

Huo Zhiyuan only listened; in truth, whenever their little princess suffered, all three brothers would vie to avenge her.

Lately, Huo Ruanruan had grown closer to her eldest and youngest brothers, making Huo Zhiyuan jealous. No, he had to stand up for Ruanruan, prove he was the brother who loved her most.

Ever since they found their long-lost princess, the three Huo brothers competed to become the favorite in her heart.

As a result, among the brothers, there was constant rivalry—only when Huo Ruanruan was around did peace reign.

Suddenly, Huo Ruanruan cried, “Second brother, someone’s ahead!”

Huo Zhiyuan noticed the figure and quickly slammed the brakes. The person in front was startled and fell to the ground.

Huo Zhiyuan got out, annoyed. “Hey, I’ve got a dash cam—I didn’t hit you. Don’t even think about faking it.”

The white-haired boy looked up, fear flickering in his eyes. His pale face, with a tear mole beneath his eye, carried an unusual allure.

Huo Zhiyuan’s heart raced inexplicably. Some desire began to stir within him.

Huo Ruanruan, seeing he hadn’t moved in a while, got out and walked over. She spotted the frail youth sitting on the ground.

The moment she saw him, her gaze was captured, unable to look away.