"Hmm?"
The light in the hall suddenly dimmed, causing Yan Mingyu’s beautiful eyes to slightly contract as she realized that something was amiss.
However, her good psychological quality allowed her to remain calm. She stared deeply at Zhou Zixuan and asked, "What do you mean by this?"
"Miss Yan, you’re not some naive little girl fresh out of school. I’ve done you such a big favor; what do you think I want to do?"
Zhou Zixuan stood up with a gaze full of desire, boldly roaming over Yan Mingyu’s tall and trim figure.
"Have you ever considered the consequences of touching me? I command billions in wealth, am friends with big shots in the city, and have a super bodyguard like Qin Yu. Destroying your Zhou Family would be but a thought away!"
Yan Mingyu bit the tip of her tongue, trying her best to keep her brain clear and not be numbed by the alcohol.
Her entire being exuded an icy aura of someone long accustomed to high positions.
"Oh, now that you mention it, you remind me. It seems that sleeping with you won’t be enough; I’ll need to keep some leverage, like photos or videos. If you dare to retaliate afterwards, I’ll scatter these things all over!"
Zhou Zixuan said with a gloomy expression.
At this moment, he was blinded by lust, only thinking about stripping off the clothes of this noble woman, to subjugate her to tears, to force her to beg for mercy.
"Slap!"
"It seems you don’t know me, Yan Mingyu, at all. I never accept any threats. Touch me and see if you and your family don’t end up accompanying me in death. I agreed to dine with you, but I didn’t agree to anything else!"
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Yan Mingyu slapped the table and said coldly, looking at Zhou Zixuan.
"Damn, to die beneath the peonies, even as a ghost would be romantic; I don’t care about any of that!"
Zhou Zixuan, who had taken some drugs in advance, was now under their influence. He was so aroused that he wouldn’t mind taking on Yan Mingyu or even a sow.
So, regardless of what Yan Mingyu said, he wasn’t listening. He only wanted to push down this beauty in front of him and vent his desires fiercely.
"Huff huff… Come on, follow me upstairs!"
Zhou Zixuan, with red eyes and hot breath leaking from his nose, grabbed Yan Mingyu’s arm and forcefully dragged her towards the elevator.
"Let go of me!"
Yan Mingyu, having drunk a whole bottle of red wine, felt weak all over and had little strength left.
Being pulled by Zhou Zixuan, her staggering body was completely out of control.
Outside the hotel.
Yan Mingyu’s two bodyguards saw the hotel’s rolling shutter door come down and exited the Bentley car, rushing towards it rapidly.
"Bang bang..."
After kicking forcefully twice, the rolling shutter didn’t budge at all.
"This is bad, something must have happened to Miss Yan, what should we do?"
The two bodyguards exchanged glances, feeling helpless.
"Contact Brother Yu, he must have a way."
"Right!"
One of the bodyguards pulled out his phone and dialed Qin Yu’s number.
At that moment, Qin Yu had just left the gymnasium. Despite being bandaged and having a bruised face, it wasn’t anything serious—his body hadn’t sustained substantial injury.
Seeing that the crowd had mostly dispersed and not spotting Yan Mingyu, he felt somewhat puzzled.
Where could she be, if not that they had run into each other earlier?
Ring ring...
While puzzled, his phone rang.
"Hello?"
Qin Yu answered the call.
"Brother Yu, there’s been an incident. Miss Yan has been lured to a hotel to drink by someone named Zhou Zixuan. They’ve locked the main door, and we can’t get in!"
On the other end of the phone, the anxious voice of Yan Mingyu’s bodyguard filtered through.
"What?"
Qin Yu was taken aback. Zhou Zixuan invited Yan Mingyu for a drink?
They were two people whose paths would never cross!
"Quick, the exact location!"
Qin Yu said loudly. Now was not the time to think about these things. The first priority was to rescue her.
"Binhai Street, Fulin Hotel."
Yan Mingyu’s bodyguard hurriedly said.
"Ok, I’ll be there right away!"
After hanging up the phone, Qin Yu checked the map and saw that the Fulin Hotel was about ten kilometers from the gymnasium.
He got into the BMW and slammed the gas pedal to the floor.
Vroom...
The BMW instantly shot off like an arrow released from a bow, swiftly weaving through the streets.
"Beep beep..."
"Damn it, in such a rush you’re ready to be reincarnated or what!"
"Driving a damn X5 and acting all high and mighty!"
It was the end of the year, and the street traffic was particularly heavy. Qin Yu gripped the steering wheel tightly, maintaining a speed of around a hundred miles per hour, causing other vehicles on the road to continuously give way and curse.
Inside the hotel.
Zhou Zixuan was dragging Yan Mingyu, nearly reaching the elevator.
"Fuck..."
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain on the back of his hand.
Looking closely, he saw a bloody jade hairpin in Yan Mingyu’s hand.
Her long hair was usually held up with a jade hairpin, sharp at one end. In her desperation, she had pulled it out and viciously stabbed Zhou Zixuan’s hand.
Taking advantage of Zhou Zixuan’s shock, she turned and ran towards the door.
"Shit, you bitch, stop!"
Zhou Zixuan chased after her, cursing loudly.
"Ouch..."
Yan Mingyu had drunk a bottle of red wine, and the intoxication was setting in. She stumbled and fell to the ground.
"You stinking bitch, no matter how pretty you are, you’re still just a woman to be slept with by men!"
Zhou Zixuan, cursing and swearing, picked up a wine bottle and smashed it over Yan Mingyu’s head to prevent her from running.
A stream of blood instantly flowed from the center of Yan Mingyu’s forehead.
However, as Zhou Zixuan was crouching down, ready to pick her up, she swung the jade hairpin again and stabbed it fiercely into Zhou Zixuan’s arm.
"Fuck..."
Zhou Zixuan shuddered in pain, his bloodshot eyes staring intently at Yan Mingyu: "I swear on my family name I won’t let you live, you bitch!"
With that, he started to undress, preparing to have his way with her right in the lobby.
Outside the hotel.
Vroom...
The roar of a car approached from afar.
The two panicked bodyguards, on seeing the license plate of Qin Yu’s car, immediately showed a look of relief: "Brother Yu is here!"
"Beep beep... Move aside!"
Qin Yu saw the hotel’s rolling shutter door pulled down and knew it couldn’t be opened by manpower from the outside.
He rolled down the window, shouted, and without reducing speed, the BMW crashed straight into it.
Vroom...
After a loud bang, the rolling shutter door split like it was made of paper.
The BMW was mostly fine, just the hood was a bit dented.
The nickname ’road tank’ wasn’t given for nothing.
"What the fuck?"
Zhou Zixuan couldn’t help but blink, staring at Qin Yu who stepped out of the car, emanating killing intent like the Grim Reaper from hell, and asked subconsciously, "How did you get here?"
"Miss Yan..."
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Qin Yu didn’t respond to Zhou Zixuan, but instead helped Yan Mingyu, who had blood on her face, sit on a chair and checked that she was not seriously injured, before turning to Zhou Zixuan with clenched fists.
"Hey, what are you trying to do? Don’t think you’re so tough. It was because I let Feng Wudao take it easy that you won. If you lay a hand on me, I’ll immediately have Feng Wudao come here and kill you!"
Zhou Zixuan backed away nervously, but still did not forget to bring up Feng Wudao.