An Qianni casually picked up a small potted plant from the side of the meeting room, fury spilling from her tone as she cursed Qin Yucen without restraint, "Qin Yucen, you slut, and Qin Yurong, it's because of you sisters that I've ended up like this. Since you won't let me live in peace, I want you dead!"
Then she hurled the small potted plant at Qin Yucen's head. At that moment, Guan Haoyang, who was seated at the head of the table, quickly stood up and moved forward, shielding Qin Yucen with his body, especially her head, for fear of her getting hurt. When Qin Yucen was enveloped in his embrace, her face buried in his chest, she could smell his scent—a mix of familiarity and unfamiliarity, yet still cold and distant, forbidding anyone to come close. Qin Yucen did not understand why Guan Haoyang would do such a thing in front of everyone and tried to push him away in annoyance, but he held her tightly and whispered, "Don't move."
