Suddenly, a loud 'bang' echoed as the door burst open, and in the next second, Mu Zi'an, who was on top of Xiang Wan, was kicked under the bed.
She breathed deeply, never feeling so grateful to be alive.
A suit coat still warm with body heat wrapped her tight, the ribbon on her wrists came undone, and through the mist in her eyes, she saw the blurred figure approaching. Like clutching a life-saving straw, she flung herself into the arms of the newcomer.
The stunned Zuo Xingyun, momentarily stiff, quickly relaxed, hugged Xiang Wan tightly, and patted her back gently, as tenderly as when she was a child, "I'm here, don't be afraid..."
"Zuo Xingyun, you motherfucker are just a biting dog raised by Xiang Tingjun! You even bite your owner, you really are not a good dog!"
Although Mu Zi'an was pinned down by the bodyguards and couldn't move, he kept shouting.
Zuo Xingyun suddenly glared at Mu Zi'an, the tenderness in his eyes quickly overshadowed by harshness, his entire being enveloped in a cold and fierce aura.
He wanted to break free and teach a lesson but couldn't as Xiang Wan clung to him too tightly, "Achen, shut him up!"
Achen, seeing Xiang Wan in such a sorry state, was also furious, and his fists, like a torrential downpour, landed hard on Mu Zi'an's face, "You've messed with the wrong person, you little weasel!"
After enduring a barrage of punches that left his face swollen beyond recognition, Mu Zi'an spat out two teeth mixed with a pool of blood. The pain contorted his face, but his stubbornness persisted, his words unclear as he made harsh threats, "Zuo Xingyun! You dare touch me?! My dad is Lin Zhen, he will kill you!"
Upon hearing this, Achen burst into laughter, "Ha, so you're the Mu Family's son-in-law, a coward who can't even pass his own name to his son. He's not even worthy to face off with our Brother Yun, what are you?"
"Achen, break one of his legs, both his hands too, and dump him at his family's doorstep. Tell Lin Zhen, if he's not convinced, he can come find me anytime."
Upon hearing Zuo Xingyun's words, Mu Zi'an realized that invoking his father was useless.
He started to tremble, stuttering and unable to utter a complete word, his pants visibly wet with a puddle, he had been scared into incontinence.
Xiang Wan had just begun to recover a bit and happened to witness this scene.
She couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing; Mu Zi'an had been so arrogant while luring her, but now he was like a dead dog at the mercy of others.
Zuo Xingyun's men didn't hide their actions from Xiang Wan, and instead seemed to deliberately give her the best view.
Mu Zi'an's hands were yanked up and ruthlessly broken, his legs did not break so easily, taking several attempts before they were completely severed.
The process was simple and brutal, yet extremely impactful.
Having never witnessed such a scene before, Xiang Wan listened to Mu Zi'an's screams accompanied by the sound of bones shattering, and seeing his twisted, disfigured legs and arms, she felt her breath halt and trembled uncontrollably.
And the man holding her, who was watching all this without the slightest change in expression...
Only when Mu Zi'an was dragged away did she realize that only Zuo Xingyun and she were left in the room.
She slowly pulled away from him like a frightened rabbit, curling up in the corner of the bed, and responded to the tense and suffocating atmosphere with silence.
Zuo Xingyun stood in front of the bed gazing coldly at her, his profile hidden in shadow, his features sharply defined and appearing almost unreal under the light's projection, yet exuding a formidable presence.
After a long while, he finally spoke in a deep voice, "Do you know what would have happened to you tonight if I hadn't come?"
Xiang Wan didn't dare to look at him, defiantly saying, "Whatever would have happened to me is none of your business..."
Zuo Xingyun's tone grew even colder, "What did he tell you?"
Knowing she was on the edge of his wrath, Xiang Wan didn't dare mention Mu Zi'an's promise to help her against him, "He told me you've been to prison..."
Having seen Zuo Xingyun's ruthlessness, she feared her fate would be the same as Mu Zi'an's.
Before she finished speaking, Zuo Xingyun suddenly exploded, punching the wall next to her ear.
Blood trickled down from the opening of his black glove, meandering down his fair, muscular arm, dripping onto Xiang Wan's collar, blooming into several alluring flowers.
Xiang Wan stared dully at the ceaseless flow of blood on his hand, feeling her breath grow labored.
Zuo Xingyun, red-eyed with rage, roared, "Why do you need to know all this?! Why! It's not for you to know!"
Her face pale, she confronted Zuo Xingyun's icy gaze, "I not only want to know this, but I also want to find evidence that you killed my dad! Are you going to kill me? Like you killed my dad?!"
Even though she spoke harshly, Xiang Wan was trembling uncontrollably, tears falling in big droplets.
The enraged Zuo Xingyun suddenly quieted down, a complex mix of emotions swirling in his eyes.
After a long time, he took a deep breath, turned away, and took out his phone to make a call, "Arrange for Xiang Wan to study abroad immediately, the sooner the better."
"What gives you the right to decide my life?!"
Xiang Wan felt she was going mad; she jumped out of bed, ripped off the suit jacket draped over her, and threw it violently to the ground, screaming hysterically, "What are you afraid of! Unless you kill me right now, as long as I'm breathing, I will definitely find evidence that you killed my dad!"