Upon realizing this possibility, Xiao Anjing immediately drove to the dance education institution.
As his car stopped in front of the institution, just as he was about to get out and find her directly, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.
It was none other than Lan Yu.
She was walking out of the institution, accompanied by a man.
The man was tall and slender, fair-skinned and refined, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight, definitely younger than Xiao Anjing.
Xiao Anjing's expression turned extremely cold as he sat in the car, an inexplicable rage burning within him.
When Lan Yu and the man reached the main entrance, they stood aside, talking about something. Lan Yu suddenly became very sad. The man handed her a tissue and, as she cried harder, he pulled her into a hug, patting her back to comfort her.
And this damned woman, without any reservation, leaned on the man's shoulder while still crying. Their actions looked incredibly intimate!
This woman took his money and had that kind of relationship with him, yet she could still be at ease with another man and be in love?
Such tenderness, such tears – he absolutely could not allow it!
When Lan Yu had cried enough, the man released her, put his arm around her shoulder, and they walked across the road together, presumably to drive Lan Yu away.
Xiao Anjing, unable to bear it any longer, got out of his car and chased after them, shouting at Lan Yu's retreating back, "Where are you two going?"
Hearing the voice, Lan Yu suddenly felt a prickle on her back. She turned in surprise and looked, "Mr. Xiao, why is it you?"
"Why can't it be me?" Xiao Anjing said with a grim expression. "If I hadn't happened to pass by and see you, you probably would have forgotten who your man is."
Lan Yu pouted and said, "I haven't forgotten. Some things happened recently, so I haven't bothered you."
"Who is he?" the man beside Lan Yu asked, sizing up Xiao Anjing.
As Lan Yu was about to answer, Xiao Anjing interjected, "I bought her long ago. I am her man. Who are you? If you dare to have designs on my woman, ask my fists first."
The man beside Lan Yu's facial expression completely froze.
Lan Yu's face turned pale, feeling a great sense of humiliation. How could he say such a thing in front of others, making her appear dirty and unbearable in their eyes? Yet, she was powerless to refute him.
She had indeed taken his money, and had already spent quite a bit.
Ignoring their expressions, Xiao Anjing reached out to take her hand and said, "Come, I happen to be free today. You should also fulfill your obligations as a lover."
Lan Yu's eyes reddened, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into. She dodged him and said, "Not today, I have something very important. Let's make another appointment another day, tomorrow. We can meet at your place or my place."
As she spoke, she still intended to get into the car with the man beside her. Xiao Anjing blocked her, his eyes filled with disdain, and said, "How much did he give you? How long did he buy you for? Is it more than what I've paid?"
"Mr. Xiao!" Lan Yu felt as if every word he spoke was cutting her heart like a knife. This man, who had once made her feel a bit guilty and stirred her heart, was now so hateful.
To prevent her from leaving with another man, Xiao Anjing directly grabbed her wrist, intending to drag her into his car.
The man beside her stepped forward and pushed Xiao Anjing away, "Is it great to have a bit of money? Didn't you hear her say she's busy today? If you dare to drag her again..."
Before the man could finish speaking, Xiao Anjing quickly threw a punch, hitting the man in the face. The man's cheek instantly swelled, and his glasses were askew.
Just as Xiao Anjing was about to throw a second punch, Lan Yu rushed forward, shielding the man, and questioned him, "Why are you hitting people? I've never met anyone as barbaric as you. What vice president of Aoxiang? You're no different from those hooligans outside!"
Xiao Anjing almost hit Lan Yu in the face, but fortunately, he stopped himself in time. Seeing her protect the man behind her with such disdain for him, he laughed in extreme anger, directly grabbed her hand from behind, and pulled her to his side.
The man, covering his cheek, took out his phone and said, "I'm calling the police. Is there any law in this world?"
Lan Yu, enduring the pain in her palm, quickly said to the man, "Dr. Lu, don't call the police. He misunderstood us. Let me talk to him for a moment. Can you go back to the hospital first?"
Xiao Anjing heard her call the other person "Doctor" and thought, no wonder she was so concerned about this man; he was a doctor. A decent profession. This woman was quite good at finding people.
Dr. Lu adjusted his glasses, holding his phone, and said worriedly, "Miss Lan, but..."
Lan Yu quickly interrupted him, her eyes misting over, almost begging him, "I'm sorry, please go back to the hospital first. I'll pay for your medical expenses for the injury he caused. I'm truly sorry, I apologize on his behalf."
"Who asked you to apologize for me? You're not worthy," Xiao Anjing said, still holding her wrist, but his emotions had calmed down considerably. What was he doing? Fighting over a woman?
Lan Yu ignored him, still staring at Dr. Lu and saying sorry.
Dr. Lu had no choice but to put away his phone, cover his face, open his car door, and leave.
If he hadn't felt that Lan Yu and her mother were truly too pitiful, he would have called the police without hesitation.
Earlier, he had found it strange how Lan Yu, who was worried about her mother's medical expenses, could suddenly produce a large sum of money to get her mother the latest cancer treatment, which unfortunately failed.
He now understood that Lan Yu had sold herself for the medical fees. That man she called Mr. Xiao was indeed very rich and generous.
Lan Yu seemed to mention that this Mr. Xiao was a vice president of some group. He would check online when he returned to the hospital. Seeing that the man's behavior was at most that of a nouveau riche or a bumpkin with no manners, he couldn't help but worry that Lan Yu would suffer.
After Dr. Lu drove away first, Lan Yu no longer wanted to argue with Xiao Anjing and said, "Let go of me. Don't pull and drag me on the street. You don't need to constantly remind me; I know I owe you a lot of money."
Xiao Anjing released her, his emotions having calmed down considerably. He asked, "That person just now was a doctor. What were you doing with a doctor? Do you have some kind of unclean illness?"
Lan Yu ignored his constant sarcastic and mocking words and said, "It's not me who is sick, it's my mother. And she's very seriously ill. He came to see me to tell me that my mother... her treatment failed again, and the cancer cells have spread throughout her body..."
Before Lan Yu could finish speaking, she covered her face and began to cry.
Xiao Anjing was somewhat caught off guard. He had always heard her say that her mother had accompanied her in dancing since she was young, was very strict with her, and had even opposed her marriage to Xie Qining.
But he had never asked about her mother's well-being or why she didn't live with her own mother. It turned out her mother had a terminal illness.