The Superstar's Contracted Wife Has A System
Chapter 643: Does Your Hand Hurt? (3)

Chapter 643: Chapter 643: Does Your Hand Hurt? (3)

Su Yanyi had no interest in idle chatter with the other party. Seeing that a fight was no longer imminent, she asked coldly, "So, are we fighting or not?"

Kerrya’s complexion truly turned ashen. Fight? How could they fight? If her family found out that she had been brawling with members of the Su family here, her fate would be dire, possibly involving being grounded for a couple of months—a likely scenario, and that was on the lighter side. Where would she have the nerve to fight Su Yanyi, especially considering she couldn’t prevail anyway? Why seek further humiliation?

For Kerrya, face was crucial. If they had won the fight, she would’ve gritted her teeth and gone through it, even if it meant being confined afterward, but the problem was they stood no chance at all, as made evident by the skills of Su Yanyi’s two companions just now.

Once Kerrya realized she was dealing with Su Yanyi, she remained very angry but gradually calmed down and started to think with her head, allowing her to analyze the situation thoroughly.

Of course, there was another possibility: they could use firearms, since they had the numerical advantage. She refused to believe a gunfight wouldn’t overpower Su Yanyi and her few companions! But the issue was that such a measure was clearly inappropriate. To fire upon Su Yanyi would be tantamount to truly offending the entire Su family, a consequence utterly different from mere brawling, and an outcome she couldn’t bear.

"It was all a misunderstanding, how could I dare to fight with Eldest Miss Su?" Kerrya continued through clenched teeth.

This time, Su Yanyi didn’t even bother to glance their way as she turned and left, casually taking Qin Jiran by the hand and pulling him along. As for the members of the Dark One team, they didn’t even need a command to follow suit, their movements crisp and uniform, giving off a rather impressive air.

"They’re leaving just like that? Who are they? Su Yanyi? A Z-country name? People from Z-country? Something impressive?" The white teenager asked with evident curiosity, his gaze fixed on Kerrya, seemingly eager to know the identity of the woman who had bested her.

"Look it up yourself if you don’t know, I’m not an encyclopedia!" Kerrya said irritably, tossing her head and walking away with a limp. She had lost all face and couldn’t bear to stay any longer. Her whole body ached. As for who Su Yanyi was, let these fools find out for themselves. To venture out into the world without even knowing Su Yanyi, how disgraceful!

Qin Jiran and Su Yanyi returned to their hotel with a bunch of gifts. The Su family owned several properties in M-country, including some that belonged to Su Yanyi personally, but the Su Family members never stayed there. They would occasionally visit and stay in hotels, and this time Qin Jiran was on a business trip, staying in a hotel closer to the photo studio. The environment was nice, and Su Yanyi had nothing to complain about.

Not long after returning to the hotel where the family of four was happily playing, Qin Jiran’s phone rang. The caller ID showed it was Corey.

"It’s a call from Corey." Qin Jiran reported before answering, "Corey, what’s up?" Actually, without asking, Qin Jiran could guess it was about the recent incident involving the Warrens family’s young miss being bested by them.

"Sorry about that, my sister’s thoughtless. Please don’t hold it against her," and true enough, Corey’s first words were an apology.

"We weren’t the ones beaten up; there’s no need to apologize," Qin Jiran responded directly. His level of sarcasm might not match Su Yanyi’s, but he had clearly improved. At least Corey on the other end of the line was taken aback for several seconds before he could respond.

"You’re truly a family, aren’t you? You’ve completely adopted Su Yanyi’s temperament; even the tone of your speech is nearly identical now," Corey said, somewhat speechless. Even if it was the truth, there was no need to be so blunt about it. How could he, as a parent of the one who was bullied, endure this?