The saleswoman glanced at Qin Qinghan with some disdain and said, "Follow me."
She led Qin Qinghan to a large glass window, where she spoke to a middle-aged man inside. "She's here to redeem something, it's over to you."
After speaking, the saleswoman went to the side and started playing with her phone.
The middle-aged man casually extended his hand to Qin Qinghan and said, "Give me the receipt."
Qin Qinghan hurriedly handed the receipt over to the middle-aged man.
However, when the middle-aged man glanced at the receipt, his indifferent expression suddenly changed, and a trace of unusual emotion appeared in his eyes.
He then called out to the saleswoman, "Li Manager, come here."
The saleswoman appeared visibly impatient, but still entered through the security door.
Qin Qinghan felt confused as she saw the middle-aged man and the saleswoman talking inside, occasionally casting glances at her. Her intuition told her that something was off.
Soon, the saleswoman came back out, handing the receipt back to Qin Qinghan with an emotionless face. "We don't have the ring you mentioned."
Upon hearing this, Qin Qinghan immediately frowned. She took the receipt and asked again, "But this receipt clearly states it's from Xihu Pawn Shop. Please check again."
The saleswoman's impatience grew even more apparent. She sneered, "There's nothing to check. If you keep pestering me, I'll call security."
At that moment, two security guards holding rubber batons slowly walked over to Qin Qinghan.
Qin Qinghan wasn't foolish. She could sense the situation was off—did they not want her to redeem the imitation ring?
"Miss, please leave," one of the security guards said coldly as they stood in front of her.
Qin Qinghan took a couple of steps back. She wanted to leave but couldn't give up. She bit her lip and said again, "I… I can pay extra commission. I just want to redeem the ring."
Seeing that Qin Qinghan was still persistent, the saleswoman sneered, "No means no. It doesn't matter how much extra you offer. If you don't leave, I'll have security throw you out."
The two security guards, having put away their batons, exchanged lewd glances, clearly thinking that any physical contact with such a beauty could be enjoyable.
Just as they started to approach Qin Qinghan, a deep, powerful male voice suddenly echoed.
"What's going on here?"
Everyone turned to see four men in suits walking out of the pawn shop.
The man in front was middle-aged, somewhat slender, but his gaze exuded an unspoken authority that suggested an aura of experienced depth.
Seeing him, the saleswoman and security guards quickly called in unison, "Mr. Chen!"
The woman and the guards became stiff and respectful, clearly intimidated by this man's presence.
Even Qin Qinghan felt a little intimidated when her eyes met his.
The middle-aged man's gaze lingered on Qin Qinghan for a moment, as if taken aback by her stunning beauty and pure aura.
He then coldly hummed and asked the saleswoman, "What's going on here?"
The saleswoman hesitated and said, "Mr. Chen, this woman is here to redeem a ring."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Chen furrowed his brow. "You're making things difficult for a customer over a small ring?"
The saleswoman turned pale, nervously explaining, "But… our shop hasn't taken her ring. This lady is just making trouble."
At this, Mr. Chen's gaze turned cold and sharp as he looked at Qin Qinghan.
Just then, another middle-aged man from behind the counter approached Mr. Chen and whispered something in his ear.
Mr. Chen's expression darkened further, his voice becoming even more chilling as he spoke to Qin Qinghan, "Miss, do you know who I am? You dare to make trouble in my shop? Are you trying to scam me?"
When Qin Qinghan heard the words "Xihu Heifeng," her face immediately turned pale. Though she hadn't met him before, she knew very well that Xihu Heifeng was a ruthless figure, as notorious as Donglong Overlord Jiang Hao.
In fact, Xihu Heifeng had been active for even longer than Jiang Hao. Rumors had it that this man was so ruthless he once broke the legs of a thousand villagers over a piece of land.
Qin Qinghan instinctively took a few steps back, but her soft heart was still stubborn. Looking down, she spoke, "You… You're clearly bullying a customer. You can check the surveillance footage. If I'm wrong, I'll apologize to you in person."
"Shameless! Not even the police would dare to speak to me like that. Get her out of here!" Mr. Chen's tone suddenly turned harsh, his face darkening with anger.
With a whoosh, one of Mr. Chen's bodyguards quickly stepped in front of Qin Qinghan and raised his hand, slapping her across the face.
The slap was swift and brutal, with no regard for her beauty or gentleness.
Boom—Clash!
At that moment, the glass door of the pawn shop suddenly emitted a loud sound, and the entire two-meter-high door shattered.
Whoosh!
A sharp wind followed, and a shard of glass shot towards the bodyguard's hand, piercing it right through.
"Ah!" The bodyguard screamed, his hand pulled back instantly, blood pouring out as he staggered back.
"Chen Yuanzhong, you're really something—bullying a woman with a group of men. You never change, do you?"
A deep, cold voice rang out from outside the shattered glass door.
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Qin Qinghan's pale face became complex, but at the same time, she felt a sense of security.
She turned to see Ye Fengwu, dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, walking slowly toward her, but his handsome face was filled with icy anger.
Seeing Ye Fengwu, Chen Yuanzhong's expression darkened. His sharp eyes revealed a hint of wariness as he sneered, "Night Madman, you're out of prison."
Ye Fengwu's voice was cold as he replied, "Thanks to you. By the way, I wonder if your son Chen Sheng's leg has healed yet?"
Ye Fengwu's words carried mockery and coldness. It was because of Chen Yuanzhong and his son, Chen Sheng, that he had been framed and sent to prison, and it was they who were responsible for the tragedy involving Qin Qinghan.
It seemed like Chen Yuanzhong had expected Ye Fengwu to have figured out he was the one who orchestrated his imprisonment. However, he didn't know that Qin Qinghan was the girl he had used back then.
At this moment, two of Chen Yuanzhong's bodyguards stepped forward, clearly intending to subdue Ye Fengwu, but before they could take two steps, Chen Yuanzhong raised his hand to stop them, glancing at Ye Fengwu and coldly saying, "No need for you to worry. I've already found the best orthopedic doctor."
Ye Fengwu's lips curled up slightly in mockery. "That's good. Otherwise, when I see him again, I won't miss the chance to break both his legs."
Hearing the sarcasm and threat in Ye Fengwu's tone, Chen Yuanzhong's eyes flashed with malice, but he quickly suppressed it.
He then snorted, "Night Madman, did you come here to make a scene and hurt my bodyguard just to show off?"
Ye Fengwu walked over to Qin Qinghan's side and wrapped his arm around her slender waist before saying, "I came to find my wife. However, I just happened to see you, the infamous Xihu Heifeng, bullying my woman."
At the end of his sentence, Ye Fengwu's tone turned extremely cold, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Qin Qinghan tried to pull away from his embrace, but her body was stiff with tension, so she couldn't muster the strength. She could only stand there, awkwardly held by Ye Fengwu.
Seeing the killing intent in Ye Fengwu's eyes, Chen Yuanzhong's heart sank, and he said, "Night Madman, I think my sister-in-law must have misunderstood something about my small shop."
When Chen Yuanzhong lowered his tone, the three bodyguards, two security guards, and the saleswoman were all left stunned. For so many years, Chen Yuanzhong had ruled Haihua City with power. It was the first time anyone had seen him humble himself like this. Who exactly was this "Night Madman"?
Ye Fengwu casually remarked, "I think I heard something about a ring. I wonder how much you paid for it?"