Step Aside, My CEO Ex-Husband! Chapter 1120 - 1122: Will Not Be Separated from Tianxin

He couldn’t bear to witness his younger brother endure hardship; Ziyang's safety was paramount!

Beyond the strict rules and the elder's decree, the old master held a particular fondness for the young lady.

If the old master discovered Ziyang was with the young lady, he would never allow him to escape unscathed!

Even if he didn't end his life, he would surely cripple him...

"I refuse to break up with Tianxin!" Ziyang declared with conviction, his gaze resolute.

"Huo Ziyang!" Ziqian bellowed in rage.

His fists clenched, he lunged forward, aiming to strike Ziyang and awaken his foolish brother from his misguided state!

Ziyang offered no resistance, and Ziqian's blow sent him crashing to the ground.

"Brother Ziyang!" Tianxin cried out, rushing to shield him and confronting Ziqian with fiery indignation, "Don't hit Brother Ziyang; it was my decision to be with him!"

Ziqian grit his teeth, struggling to control his fury, and slowly unclenched his tightened fists.

"Young lady, please step aside!" he commanded Tianxin, his voice strained with suppressed anger.

"Don't strike Brother Ziyang; I am the one who loves him and wishes to be with him!" Tianxin pleaded, her arms outstretched to protect Ziyang behind her.

Ziyang pushed himself up, gently taking Tianxin's arm and helping her to her feet.

"Ziqian, can't we settle this through discussion? Why resort to violence?" Ping intervened, rushing to Ziqian's side and grasping his arm to prevent further assault on Ziyang.

Ziyang's lip was torn and bleeding, his clothes soiled.

A bruise was already forming around his eye from the impact; the brutality of the attack was evident.

To inflict such violence upon his own brother, a true display of heartlessness!

"Weren't you tasked with keeping an eye on the young lady? How did you let her come here?" Ziqian lashed out at Ping.

"How could I have possibly stopped her?" Ping responded, her brow furrowed in a mix of frustration and grievance.

Tianxin was already a mature young woman; true containment was impossible.

Furthermore, as the eldest daughter of the Huo Family, how could Ping dare to physically restrain her?

"Escort the young lady away and return her to the residence!"

"Or perhaps you prefer they continue their defiance..."

"Do you not comprehend my instructions?!"

"I am not going back!" Tianxin declared, shaking her head and holding Ziyang's hand tightly.

"Older brother..."

"Do not speak!"

"Let us first return to the hotel to tend to Ziyang's injuries; this looks quite severe," Ping suggested, her gaze fixed on Ziyang with evident concern and distress.

"Pay him no mind; he brought this upon himself!"

"Ziqian..."

"Young lady, I implore you, return with us!" Ziqian addressed Tianxin, his tone softening slightly.

"I refuse to go back!"

"Older brother, please do not frighten Tianxin; let's discuss this privately!" Ziyang moved to stand in front of Tianxin, shielding her, wanting to spare her from their harsh conversation.

"Before Master and Madam learn of this, you understand what actions are required."

"I will not end my relationship with Tianxin!" Ziyang's resolve remained unshaken.

"Huo Ziyang!" Ziqian erupted in renewed anger, advancing with clenched fists, ready to strike Ziyang once more.

"Ziqian!" Ping shrieked in alarm, yanking his arm forcefully to restrain him. She then turned to Ziyang, urging, "Ziyang, you and the young lady should leave now!"

If the confrontation escalated further, a more violent clash was inevitable; the only prudent course was for Ziyang to depart immediately.

"Brother Ziyang, let's go!" Tianxin urged, tugging Ziyang's hand as they prepared to leave, anxious Ziqian might strike him again.

Ziqian wrenched his arm free from Ping's grasp, intending to pursue Ziyang, but was halted by the sound of Ping falling.

He swiftly turned, knelt beside her, and helped her up, expressing dismay, "Why did you pull me! How could you let them escape? Are you injured from your fall?"

"Yes, it certainly pains..." Ping replied, her voice thick with grievance, tears welling as her knee throbbed in agony.

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Tianxin hurried Ziyang back to their hotel room, promptly securing the door.

She guided him to the sofa and retrieved a towel from the bathroom to gently cleanse his wounds.

"Brother Ziyang, I'm truly sorry..." she murmured, blaming herself for Ziyang's injuries.

"It's alright," Ziyang reassured her with a gentle smile. As long as he could be with her, the pain of the beating was insignificant.