At 8 pm, the bar's Midsummer Night event had just begun.

The deafening remix dance music drove an explosive atmosphere, mingled with countless cheers and laughter.

Lu Wanwan stumbled and ran through the swaying, crowded mass of people, desperately trying to shake off the person following her from behind.

Her jaws were clenched in determination, yet her steps were weak and unsteady, and there was an indescribable feeling spreading through her body.

Without a doubt, she had been drugged—with some sleazy substance, no less!

On reaching the second floor, she found herself in a quiet, straight corridor with almost nowhere to hide. Without time to think, she darted into the nearby restroom.

The second floor was the VIP area, and the restroom was decorated lavishly.

Lu Wanwan rushed inside with a burning urgency, her steps faltering as she ran. The door of the first compartment happened to open at the same time.

The hand pushing the door looked nice, slender and graceful under the pale golden light.

She charged forward recklessly, accidentally colliding full-on into the man.

The man was tall—her head only reached his chest, causing a sharp pain.

A rich masculine scent hit her, and it felt like countless tiny claws were scraping at her heart. Her face burned as if with a high fever, and she felt so uncomfortable she wanted to cry.

"Move aside," Gu Annan said indifferently, without as much as a glance at her as he pushed the drunkard aside.

Lu Wanwan had finally caught hold of a sturdy man—there was no way she would let him go.

"There are bad people outside, hero, save me... "

Gu Annan, upon hearing her voice, furrowed his brows in confusion and came to a halt.

Arms immediately wrapped around him from behind in a grip that wouldn't let go, "Hero, can you call the police for me?"

The moment she latched on, it was as if a current surged from the bottom of her heart, sending Wanwan into a faint shiver.

Huh? This feels a bit... nice!

Before she could indulge in the feeling further, she was abruptly and not so gently yanked to the front.

Gu Annan held her waist with one hand and pinched her chin with the other, lifting her face from the disarray of long hair.

His eyes, dark and slightly luminous, swept over her from above with a piercing gaze.

It was indeed that face—Lu Wanwan!

Her porcelain-white skin was tinged with an abnormal blush, her eyes were blurry and smoldering. The T-shirt outlined an enticing figure, tightly pressed against him.

"Miss Lu, stop running. Where do you think you can escape to?" the sleazy laughter came from outside, "Even if it's the King of Heaven here, I would still..."

The cursing of the man with a buzz cut outside came to an abrupt stop.

The man who emerged from the restroom was exceptionally tall, radiating an air of inapproachability. His innate nobility and presence made it clear he was no ordinary man.

He held Lu Wanwan, not even sparing a glance at the man with a buzz cut.

Intimidated by his demeanor, the buzz-cut man remained frozen until the man was almost out of the restroom, recalling the promise of money from Miss Lu.

He stepped forward with a sycophantic smile, reminding him, "Sir, that girl is mine..."

Before he could finish, a scream like that of a pig being slaughtered came from the restroom.

The buzz-cut man clutched at his crotch, seeing stars from the pain.

Only when that terrifying figure had vanished did he shakily take out his phone.

"Miss... Miss Lu, she has been taken by another man!"

*

No sooner had Gu Annan thrown the person onto the bed than two arms wrapped around him from behind.

A pair of hands roamed his chest, mangling the shirt into a mess.

The sounds of moaning and unconscious whimpering filled the room.

Listening to those sounds, Gu Annan's eyes darkened in an instant, his lips tightened slightly.