HBWMA -Chapter 246 The Brothers Form a United Front

Shen Lanxi walked over to the flower trellis, his gaze shifting back and forth between Shen Qingyu and Jiang Huashan.

Zhang Ru was the quickest to react. Indignant, she pointed at Shen Qingyu and said, “Young Master Lanxi, you came at the perfect time—Young Master Qingyu is bullying my young lady!”

Jiang Huashan’s eyes darted, and she immediately ran behind Shen Lanxi. “Brother Lanxi, Shen Qingyu wants to beat me up just because I kicked him yesterday!”

Shen Qingyu had never gotten along with Shen Lanxi; the two never associated with each other. But right now, Jiang Huashan could only rely on Shen Lanxi to drive Shen Qingyu away—she’d figure out how to cover up the “keeping a boy band” matter once Shen Qingyu calmed down.

This was the first time Jiang Huashan had ever taken the initiative like this. Shen Lanxi hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward, effectively shielding her.

He turned and scolded Shen Qingyu, “You’re already grown up—why are you still arguing with her? Can’t you talk things out properly?”

Jiang Huashan grinned and hid behind Shen Lanxi in relief.

“This can’t be talked out.” Shen Qingyu slung the bamboo board over his shoulder, grabbed the documents from the table, and handed them to Shen Lanxi. “Here—you’re so capable, you deal with it!”

“?”

Jiang Huashan’s smile instantly cracked. Wait—why isn’t Shen Qingyu following the script? Doesn’t he hate Shen Lanxi the most?

She reacted immediately, lunging forward to snatch them back. But Shen Qingyu had already anticipated her move and pulled his hand away the moment she reached out.

“…”

Shen Lanxi glanced back at Jiang Huashan, then took the documents from Shen Qingyu.

Jiang Huashan turned to make a run for it.

But Shen Lanxi was different from Shen Qingyu—he was a rigid moralist who strictly adhered to propriety. At worst, Shen Qingyu might smack her hands for disobedience, but Shen Lanxi might go as far as something extreme. And besides, he was also the second-largest sponsor of the boy band.

She had barely moved when Gao Zhi stepped in like a human wall, blocking her path.

Shen Lanxi skimmed through the documents, tossed them back onto the table, and turned to look at Jiang Huashan.

“Sit.”

His tone was calm, betraying no emotion.

As the saying goes, “When debts pile up, one stops worrying; when lice are many, one stops itching.” Since everything had already been exposed, Jiang Huashan had nothing left to fear. She sat back down and spoke earnestly, “Everyone has secrets they can’t tell others. I just made the same mistake every girl makes—can’t I be forgiven?”

Shen Lanxi turned to Shen Qingyu. “That bamboo board in your hand isn’t suitable. Switch to chopsticks.”

Shen Qingyu hesitated for a moment, then tossed the bamboo board aside and picked up a pair of chopsticks. Not because he wanted to listen to Shen Lanxi—but because he was afraid he might lose control and beat this little menace to death.

“What are you trying to do?”

Jiang Huashan gripped the armrests of the chair. Though she was certain these two idiots wouldn’t really do anything to her, she still wasn’t willing to get beaten for nothing.

Worried things might escalate, Zhang Ru stepped forward to stop them. But Shen Lanxi shot Gao Zhi a look. Gao Zhi put on his sunglasses, grabbed Zhang Ru, and dragged her out of the courtyard.

The moment the gate closed, Zhang Ru’s mind ran wild with possibilities. They wouldn’t… kill her and dismember the body, would they?!

Her face turned pale as she hurriedly ran toward the outer courtyard.

By chance, Shen Guiling had just finished changing his medicine and was coming out of the bamboo garden. Zhang Ru didn’t have time to think—she rushed forward and blocked his wheelchair.

“Young Master Ling, please save my young lady!”

Shen Guiling pressed on the wheel and looked toward the chrysanthemum garden. He recognized Zhang Ru and naturally knew who she was referring to.

Zhang Ru pointed toward the garden. “Young Master Qingyu and Young Master Lanxi—something’s wrong! They want to beat my young lady to death!”

The moment Shen Guiling heard it was Shen Qingyu and Shen Lanxi, his grip on the wheelchair slowly relaxed.

Those two? Even combined, they couldn’t hurt a single hair on Jiang Huashan’s head.

“No need—”

Before he could finish, Lei Xing’s expression changed drastically. Without another word, he pushed Shen Guiling’s wheelchair and rushed toward the chrysanthemum garden.

“Young Master, we can’t ignore this!”

The wind howled past his face. Shen Guiling silently closed his mouth and tightly gripped the wheels.

The fifteen-meter corridor was crossed in the blink of an eye.

Just as they reached the entrance, they heard loud clattering and scuffling from inside. With her last bit of strength, Zhang Ru pushed the gate open.

Inside the courtyard—

Shen Qingyu and Shen Lanxi were covered from head to toe in smashed tea pastries—on their hair, faces, and clothes. Meanwhile, Jiang Huashan was hanging like a monkey from the top of an osmanthus tree branch.

The moment Shen Guiling suddenly appeared, both men’s expressions darkened slightly.

Shen Lanxi removed a piece of matcha pastry from his head. “Gao Zhi, bring her down.”

Gao Zhi was highly skilled—climbing a tree was nothing to him, let alone scaling a building.

Knowing how capable Gao Zhi was, Jiang Huashan didn’t hesitate. She immediately pulled out her “little pitiful one.” “Don’t come any closer! If you dare climb up, I’ll drop it to its death!”

Good turtle buddy—it’s your time to take one for me.

Gao Zhi’s face stiffened, and he froze beneath the tree. After weighing his options, he took off his sunglasses and looked at Shen Lanxi. “Young Master, Miss Jiang is too shameless. I don’t dare climb up.”

“Hehe~” The shameless Miss Jiang beamed smugly down at them.

Trying to discipline her?

She had struck first without warning—smashing fruit, throwing tableware, shouting loudly, then climbing the tree barehanded. A chaotic combo like that had completely caught Shen Lanxi and Shen Qingyu off guard.

Shen Qingyu rolled up his sleeves, revealing well-defined arms. “Let’s see if you can still laugh later.”

Jiang Huashan immediately put away the turtle. “If you dare come up, I’ll jump right down! If I die or get crippled, Grandpa won’t let you off!”

Shen Qingyu: “…”

Shen Guiling had already expected this outcome. He turned his wheelchair, preparing to leave.

“A-Ling.” Shen Lanxi suddenly called out to him.

Shen Guiling’s eyelids twitched slightly. He raised his eyes and looked at Shen Lanxi. “Brother Lanxi, you called me?”

Shen Lanxi picked up a few sheets of paper from the ground and handed them to him.

This moment could be called the most dramatic turning point in the entire scene—even Jiang Huashan was stunned.

No way… The two who never saw eye to eye were actually joining forces for the first time—to deal with her?!

Shen Guiling took the documents and gave them a quick glance. After a brief silence, he smiled and looked up.

“It’s nothing serious.”

Jiang Huashan immediately let out a sigh of relief.

“Call Grandpa over. If we beat her to death, we’ll have to pay with our lives—not worth it.”

“?”