The men who were initially wary of this immediately looked at Han Xiaoye suspiciously.
Han Xiaoye wanted to curse this brainless troublemaker, but she held back. After showing the seal on the contract to these leaders of the loan sharks, she pointed at the seal...
"Fu Zhiyan is my man." She lifted her chin, trying to appear willful and arrogant, like a woman spoiled by others.
The man known as Brother Nie examined her for a moment, then suddenly laughed and tore up the contract on the table.
"What are you doing?" Han Xiaoye didn't expect him to do that. She wanted to snatch it back, but it was too late. She frowned and angrily shouted, "How dare you! You believe it or not! I'm going to tell Zhiyan!"
"Zhiyan? Calling his name so unfamiliarly, is it your first time? Hahaha, little girl, you're still pretending! If you were really Young Master Fu's woman, would your aunt react that way? Tell me, where did you make that fake seal to bluff people? Ten years later, I might believe you. But now, based on your figure... even if you were naked, Young Master Fu wouldn't spare you a glance." Brother Yang's eyes leered at her wantonly. "Alright, take her away!"
"What are you doing? Have you gone mad? That's Fu Zhiyan's seal! It's absolutely genuine!" Two burly men lunged toward Han Xiaoye, gradually cornering her against the wall.
Just then—
"Bang!" A cold gunshot rang out.
Suddenly, a group of well-trained black-clad bodyguards stormed in from the door, each holding a gun. The people in the room froze, as if someone pressed the "froze" button.
"How is this possible?" Brother Nie's burly legs weakened. A gun was pressed against his forehead.
Han Xiaoye was stunned by this sudden turn of events. Before she could come back to her senses, she heard a stranger's voice warmly calling out to her.
"Xiaoye, over here."
Han Xiaoye looked in the direction of the voice and saw a black luxurious Bentley parked at the intersection outside the door in a low-key manner. Amidst the autumn scenery, a man wearing a handcrafted white shirt leaned against the Bentley. The cigarette between his fingertips had burned halfway, and he exuded an extreme level of charm and arrogance. He looked up, flicked the cigarette, dropped it on the ground, and extinguished it with his toe. He walked over with confident strides.
"Han Xiaoye, I caught you again."
Fu Zhiyan! It was Fu Zhiyan! Fu Zhiyan had come!
"..." Han Xiaoye opened her mouth, her heart pounding intensely.
Fu Zhiyan seemed pleased by her dumbfounded appearance. He reached out and flicked her forehead, pulling her into his embrace. A faint smile appeared in his cold and hawk-like proud eyes. "Don't move around. You just told those loan sharks that you're my woman, didn't you?"
"How did you know?" Han Xiaoye reflexively retorted, only to feel embarrassed as soon as the words left her mouth. She felt a little nervous and looked around, "Don't get me wrong, I mean, how did you know I was here?"
Oh my, how embarrassing! Why did she always embarrass herself in front of the same person?
Han Xiaoye felt the dampness between her legs and became even more embarrassed. She had been too nervous and had forgotten about her d*mn period.
Fu Zhiyan laughed, and the corners of his lips curled up nobly and arrogantly. "In Rui City, there are only things that I do not want to know. There is nothing that I can not know."
He draped a coat over her. The coat carried the alluring scent of Marlboro cigarettes, radiating an overwhelming masculine aura.
"Put on the coat and stand far away."
After positioning Han Xiaoye in a safe spot behind him, he began speaking with his cold, magnificent, and unique voice, "Who was trying to harm her just now?"
The whole scene fell silent...
Who would dare admit it was them when they had a gun pointed at their forehead? Were they asking for death? Brother Nie and the others had pale faces, and their facial muscles twitched. Fu Zhiyan approached him with a cold wind, gripping his chin with his large hand, and looking down at him. "So, you are the one who has been talking when I was outside? "
Brother Nie's back was drenched in a cold sweat. His face turned pale and then green. He trembled all over out of fear.
Fu Zhiyan!
It was Fu Zhiyan!
He actually came!
Brother Nie instantly recalled the legends about this man in their circle. His calf muscles twitched, and he almost fell to the ground out of sheer fright.
"Longteng Nie San greets Fu... Young Master Fu."
Longteng.
Fu Zhiyan's eyebrows, sharp as icy daggers, remained resolute and unmoving. All of a sudden, he hooked the corner of his mouth, crafting the coldest, most merciless smile. With a lightning-fast strike, his fist abruptly landed on Nie San's abdomen.
"Ah!" Nie San let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered!
Fu Zhiyan didn't stop. Wearing a pitch-black sweater, he resembled a devil emerging from the darkness! His movements were extremely agile as his fists rained down on Nie San.
"Young Master Fu, ah... No, no, no. Young Master Fu, I'm Long... Ah... I am Longteng..."
Fu Zhiyan's fists struck mercilessly, each blow landing with a resounding thud. In his cold, piercing gaze, there was not a trace of humanity, only disdain and ruthless determination. He sneered, his voice dripping with contempt, "Just a dog of Longteng, daring to bark at those who are beyond your reach!"
Nie San was completely defenseless. It was a one-sided massacre! The room reverberated with Nie San's cries of agony. The person who had been judging others a moment ago was now beaten into a pile of mud.
Han Xiaoye had never witnessed such a brutal beating, as if someone was being ruthlessly beaten to death.
What if... Fu Zhiyan killed him? Then...
She unconsciously clenched her fists, not knowing where she found the courage, and suddenly hugged the demonic man from behind. "Stop it, Fu Zhiyan. He'll die if you keep hitting him."
Fu Zhiyan froze, and the bloodthirsty aura emanating from him instantly dissipated. He regained his icy demeanor. With a spinning kick, he sent the person flying three meters away.
"Get lost!"
Nie San clutched his stomach, coughing up blood as he got up from the ground. He bowed respectfully to Fu Zhiyan with a horrible face and he humbly said, "Thank you, Young Master Fu."
To be able to keep his life intact in the face of Fu Zhiyan's rage, without breaking his legs or arms, was simply a miracle. He stole a glance at the girl hugging Fu Zhiyan, concealing his shock and astonishment.
"Don't make me say it a third time. Get lost."
Nie San didn't dare to delay any longer and waved to his men. "Let's go."
...
Over a dozen people left all at once. Qin Fang glanced at Han Xiaoye and jokingly whistled. "Let's go out too."
"Yes, Mr. Qin."
The black-clad bodyguards with guns moved in unison and filed out, guarding the door.
Liu Man and Han Chengguo sat slumped on the ground. Even now, Liu Man couldn't believe her own eyes. She felt like she was dreaming. How could Fu Zhiyan and Han Xiaoye be together? She knew exactly how capable that little wench was. At most, she knew the second young master of the Yan family, Yan Xu. How could she have gotten involved with Fu Zhiyan?
This was Fu Zhiyan. The one who was as powerful as a king and as wealthy as an entire country!
Liu Man's envy and jealousy made her clench her jaw. She clenched it so hard that her jaw ached. If she had known that Fu Zhiyan would come, she would not have sent Susu out today. If Fu Zhiyan took a fancy to her Susu, then... Wouldn't she be able to do whatever she wanted in Rui City from now on?
Liu Man felt extremely regretful when she imagined that scene. She wished she could travel back in time.