President, Please Be Careful
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When Sun Fengzi and Zhao Shunchang saw Zhao Youlin for the first time, they only felt a little guilty. Moreover, the golden hairpin was not clearly visible on his head, so they did not notice it.

Now that Zhao Youlin took off the hairpin and used it as a weapon, it was difficult for them to ignore the weapon. When they looked closely, the two were stunned.

Outsiders might not know the value of these two golden hairpins, but it was impossible for Zhao family members like them to not know about it.

These two golden hairpins were the dowry of the old mistress when she married the old master. If the current price is used to rate them, each one should cost nine figures. However, price is not the most important thing. The most important thing was the value of this hairpin for the old master.

Ever since the death of the old mistress, these two hairpins had been considered a relic by the old master, and it was a family treasure. It was rare for them to be seen during the day on ordinary days, but they were in Zhao Youlin's head today. It was obvious how important Zhao Youlin was to the old master.

As he thought about this, Sun Fengzi's face turned jealous. She had been married to the Zhao family for many years. Not only was he suppressed by Duan Yarong, but the old master had never really warmed up to him.

Now that another young girl had come, her status within the Zhao family would be lower.

But soon, he had no time to feel jealous anymore. It was because Zhao Youlin lifted the golden hairpin and pointed it at Zhao Yifei's eyes!

“Ah, no!” Sun Fengzi's scream echoed in the night sky, causing everyone who heard him to tremble.

Under the gloomy moonlight, a fire-like girl raised her hands high. The tip of the golden hairpin sparkled slightly, releasing a cold air. It was like a sharp scythe in the hands of the Grim Reaper, and was ready to take human lives at any moment.

The moonlight enveloped the girl's body. It coated her with a dim light and showed her deceptive beauty in cruelty.

The people who had come from the front hall after hearing that voice saw such a scene. While they were shocked and amazed, someone reacted first and shouted, "Youlin, stop!"

When Zhao Youlin heard a familiar voice, her raised hand suddenly stopped. The tip of the golden hairpin stopped just a centimeter from Zhao Yifei's eyes.

Zhao Yifei's eyes reflected a terrifying weapon, and he gulped. A drop of cold sweat descended from his forehead and fell onto the lush grass in the courtyard.

There was a suffocating silence in the courtyard as everyone was silent.

After a while, Zhao Youlin took the initiative and broke the silence. His wrist spun, and two golden hairpins returned to his palm in a beautiful motion. He looked at Zhao Yifei and said while sneering, “True. Using such a beautiful golden hairpin to pierce your dirty eyes will only stain it.”

Zhao Yifei's expression changed slightly. He wanted to get angry, but his entire body stiffened as he recalled the incident just now. He did not dare to act rashly.

Upon seeing Zhao Youlin store the golden hairpin, everyone present, including Zhao Shunrong and his wife who had just stopped him, felt relieved.

When Sun Fengzi saw that his son's eyes were safe, his feet inevitably turned into jelly. Inevitably he felt fear when he thought of the two golden hairpins that almost pierced his son's eyes.

When Zhao Shunchang saw him, he hurriedly stepped forward to support him. He was as panicked as Sun Fengzi.

After Sun Fengzi finally calmed down, he immediately rose from Zhao Shunchang's embrace. He pointed at Zhao Youlin and was about to scold, "You ..."

Before Sun Fengzi scolded him, he was interrupted by a shout.

Everyone's eyes opened wide, and they saw the scene that suddenly happened in the courtyard in disbelief.

As Sun Fengzi spoke, Zhao Youlin, who had descended from Zhao Yifei, ruthlessly stepped on the limp right hand of Zhao Yifei who was on the ground with her stiletto heel over ten centimeters.

Zhao Youlin stepped on Zhao Yifei and turned to look at Sun Fengzi. He sneered and said, "Please, keep talking."

“You ..” Sun Fengzi was frightened by Zhao Youlin's actions. He spat out a word while his hands trembled.

Zhao Youlin's eyes flickered, and she pressed her legs. Unsurprisingly, the cry of someone resounded again in the empty courtyard.

Sun Fengzi flinched. He quickly closed his mouth and stepped back while shaking his head. However, he did not dare to spit out another word.

Zhao Youlin was satisfied now and removed her high heels from Zhao Yifei's hands. He ignored the people who were stunned by his actions. He said in a low voice, "Joy, let's go home."

Joy was told to sit in the pavilion obediently. No matter what happened, he was not allowed to go out or make a sound. When he heard his mother's words, he immediately rushed out of the pavilion happily and shouted, “Bu. Mommy."

Zhao Youlin bowed and lifted Joy to give her a kiss. He turned to leave and ignored the group of people gathered in the courtyard.

Zhao Shunchang was the closest to the door. When he saw Zhao Youlin want to leave, he reflexively stopped her.

Zhao Youlin did not speak. He twisted his wrist, and two golden hairpins appeared between his fingers, emitting a terrifying cold light.

When everyone present saw this scene, they all thought of all the things they had just seen, and they all felt goosebumps.

Zhao Shunchang clearly remembered this as well. He reached out his hand as he subconsciously thought that he was elder Zhao Youlin, so he would not do anything to her.

But after he calmed down, his face turned pale as he recalled what Zhao Youulin had done to Sun Fengzi and Zhao Yifei just now. He was a coward. Before he faced it, he was already scared, so he quickly made way for Zhao Youlin wisely.

Zhao Youlin hugged Joy tightly and wanted to leave. Suddenly, a worried cry came from behind. “Youlin..”.

Zhao Youlin recognized Duan Yarong's voice. His legs stopped for a while, but he did not stay. She hugged Joy and walked through the courtyard gate and disappeared in front of everyone.

Ling Ran and Ye Yan stood at the edge of the corridor and looked at everything.

After seeing Zhao Youulin's ferocity, Ling Ran touched his chest and said dramatically, “Wow! Yan, your lover is very hot and cruel!”

After he finished speaking, he added maliciously when he saw that Ye Yan did not react, "That made my heart flutter."

As expected, Ye Yan immediately glared at him when Ling Ran said these words. He even showed a bright smile that Ling Ran feared the most. "Your heart is pounding."

Ling Ran was frightened and trembling. He quickly asked for mercy, “Hahaha, I was just kidding. Just kidding."

Although Ye Yan was always smiling and seemed to be easy to get along with, anyone who was relatively close to him, especially his friends who grew up with him, was easy on him, knowing that Ye Yan's temperament was actually the coldest among them.

It was just that living in such an environment all year long had forced him to hide all of his cold-blooded personality under a smile. Over time it became a habit.

Every time he smiled brightly, it meant that someone would be unlucky.

Ling Ran was a straightforward person. What he feared the most was this part of Ye Yan. Every time he saw her smile like this, he became frightened.