When night fell, Xiao Wan woke up in bed.
She slowly opened her eyes to see the man holding her tightly in his sleep, his lips still marked with the wound she had inflicted, now scabbed over.
Xiao Wan stared at An Jun for a moment before cautiously turning her head to observe the room. Her gaze finally landed on a glass cup on the bedside table. Carefully, so as not to disturb An Jun, she reached out and grabbed the cup.
Suddenly, she smashed the cup to the ground. With a loud crash, it shattered into several pieces. Xiao Wan picked up the largest, sharpest shard and held it tightly in her palm.
When she turned back, An Jun had already awakened.
Xiao Wan immediately tensed, but An Jun didn't notice her movements. Without even opening his eyes, he said groggily, "Don't make noise. Sleep."
As he spoke, he pulled her closer, burying his face against her chest.
Hatred and fear surged through Xiao Wan as she silently climbed on top of him. An Jun, mistaking her intentions, cooperatively placed his hands on her slender waist and smirked as he opened his eyes slightly, his voice hoarse. "What's this? Finally figured it out? Ready to—"
Before he could finish, Xiao Wan pressed the glass shard against his neck.
An Jun's drowsiness vanished instantly. Narrowing his eyes, he said coldly, "Lin Xiao Wan, don't be stupid."
"No, you'd better not be stupid, An Jun," Xiao Wan replied, her tone icy. "Let me warn you—I've stabbed a man before. I know exactly where your arteries are. Would you like to see how pretty it looks when your blood sprays out?"
For a moment, An Jun felt like he'd been played. Before sleeping, this woman had clung to him like a timid rabbit, wrapping her arms around his waist and acting all sweet. How had she suddenly turned into this unhinged person? Was there something wrong with her head?
When An Jun didn't respond, Xiao Wan didn't wait for him to change his mind. Without hesitation, she pressed the shard harder into his neck, drawing fresh blood. An Jun winced at the sharp pain and the warm trickle of blood, swearing inwardly—this woman really dared to do it!
Realizing he was at her mercy, An Jun suppressed his temper and asked, "What do you want?"
"Let me go," Xiao Wan demanded. "Or I'll end you right now."
Before An Jun could answer, the bedroom door burst open. The two bodyguards downstairs had heard the sound of breaking glass and come up to check.
Seeing the scene on the bed, the guards instinctively moved toward Xiao Wan to free their boss, but she immediately pressed the shard deeper into An Jun's neck and shouted, "Take one more step, and I'll slit his throat!"
The bodyguards hesitated when they saw the blood trickling from An Jun's neck, realizing she wasn't bluffing. They turned to An Jun for instructions. "Boss, what do we do?"
"What do you do? Get out!" An Jun roared. "Can't you see my neck's about to be sliced open?"
The bodyguards reluctantly retreated. Xiao Wan, still holding the shard against An Jun's throat, ordered, "Now get up. Off the bed."
An Jun had no choice but to follow her instructions and get out of bed. Xiao Wan then shouted, "Bend over and walk out! Hurry up!"
An Jun bent his waist as ordered, pushed forward by Xiao Wan toward the first-floor hall. Blood trickled down from his neck, staining his clothes and leaving a trail along the way. At the main entrance, the two bodyguards stood, watching Xiao Wan's every move intently. She glared at them coldly and commanded, "Get out, start the car, and bring it to the door."
The bodyguards had no choice but to comply, stepping outside to prepare the car. Xiao Wan, meanwhile, guided An Jun slowly toward the villa's entrance. Just as it seemed she was about to escape, one of the bodyguards seized a chance and hurled a rock at Xiao Wan's wrist. The precise hit forced her to drop the shard of glass she was holding, and she let out a sharp cry of pain.
With the threat to his neck gone, An Jun immediately turned and slapped her hard across the face. Xiao Wan staggered backward, collapsing to the floor. An Jun wasn't finished—clutching his wounded neck with one hand, he stepped forward and delivered a vicious kick to her abdomen. Xiao Wan screamed in pain and curled up on the floor, clutching her stomach.
"You wretch! After everything I've done for you, you try to kill me?!" An Jun growled. He crouched over her, his legs straddling her body, and yanked her hair violently. He raised his hand to slap her again but froze upon seeing the terrified tears glistening in her eyes.
Breathing heavily, he managed to rein in his fury. Turning to the bodyguards who had approached, he barked orders: "You, get me the first aid kit! And you, tie her up and throw her in the bathroom! Lock her up!"
"Yes, sir," the bodyguards responded. As they moved to follow his orders, a sudden roar of engines filled the air. In the distance, a group of motorcycles sped toward the villa. The bright headlights illuminated the scene, forcing An Jun and the bodyguards to squint against the glare.
Like a panther, Leng Qing leaped off his motorcycle with agility and charged at An Jun. He kicked An Jun with such force that he was sent sprawling three meters away. Without missing a beat, Leng Qing delivered two swift and precise chops to the approaching bodyguards, targeting their vital points. Despite their experience, the bodyguards were no match for Leng Qing's skill. Within moments, both were incapacitated, groaning on the ground.
Leng Qing completed the entire sequence of actions in less than three minutes. He knelt to carefully lift Xiao Wan into his arms. By now, his companions had also arrived, spreading out to secure An Jun and his bodyguards. One of them asked, "Boss, what should we do with these three?"
Leng Qing didn't pause. "Tie them up and take them to my place."
"Got it."
Leng Qing carried Xiao Wan to his motorcycle. By then, she had passed out again from the pain and shock.
Ye Chen and Nathan arrived moments later. Upon seeing Xiao Wan, Ye Chen shouted in alarm and rushed forward, "Xiao Wan!"
Leng Qing blocked his hand as he reached out to touch her. "Don't disturb her for now."
"Oh… okay, okay," Ye Chen stammered, nodding hurriedly. "Should we take her to the hospital?"
"No need. I'm taking her to my house. I've already called for a private doctor," Leng Qing said. "If you want, you can come along."
Nathan shot a furious glare at the bound An Jun, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked. Grinding his teeth, he growled, "Of course I'm coming. That bastard is going to pay for what he did!"
Half an hour later, the group arrived at Leng Qing's residence.
Ye Chen stepped out of the car and stared at the expansive villa, which was at least 300 square meters in size. His surprise was evident as he turned to Leng Qing. How did this guy own such a luxurious house? Wasn't he just a drummer in a street band?
Questions swirled in Ye Chen's mind, but with Xiao Wan still unconscious, he didn't voice them. Instead, he helped Leng Qing carry her to the villa's bedroom.
Fortunately, the private doctor determined that Xiao Wan's injuries weren't severe. Her wrist had sustained soft tissue damage from prolonged restraint, but the doctor treated her, administered an injection, and left detailed instructions before departing.
Although reassured that Xiao Wan's condition wasn't critical, the three men still felt uneasy as they looked at her frail figure lying on the bed.
Leng Qing stared at her in silence for a moment before turning to leave. Nathan called after him, "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to kill that guy," Leng Qing said coldly.
"Before that, shouldn't you tell us who you really are?" Nathan asked calmly. "And what exactly is your connection to the man who kidnapped Xiaowan today?"
Leng Qing stopped in his tracks and turned to him. "If you want to know, come with me."
Nathan and Ye Chen exchanged a glance. Nathan said, "You go. I can't understand Chinese anyway, so I'll stay here and look after Xiaowan. Just tell me everything you find out later."
Ye Chen nodded, turned around and walked out of the bedroom with Leng Qing.
The two came to the dark basement of the villa. Lengqing's friends in the convoy had helped him tie up An Ye and hung it in the air. Seeing Leng Qing coming in, they clapped their hands and said, "Boss, those two bodyguards are also tied up and hung up like this?"
Leng Qing shook his head and said, "They just take other people's money to do things for others. Throw them out after the fracture."
"Got it."
The brothers withdrew from the basement one after another, and finally there were only three people left in the whole house - Leng Qing, Ye Chen, and An Ye, who was hung up covered in blood.
The wound on his neck has been treated and there is no bleeding for the time being. But this is not cold pity for him, but a prelude to torture him better afterwards. After all, if you lose too much blood, you will faint, and if you faint, you won't feel the pain.
Leng Qing closed the door, picked up a baseball bat from the corner, and slowly walked towards An Ye. He suddenly raised the stick and hit him in the head without saying a word.
After a muffled sound of "bang", the clock, which was hung in mid-air and only his toes could be next to the ground, was beaten to turn his head. He frowned and endured the strong pain, then turned his head and spit a mouthful of blood towards the coldness in front of him.
Leng Qing stood still, let the blood foam splash on his black shirt, and continued to pick up the stick and wave it to An Ye one after another.
His expression was very calm and his movements were very clever, as if he was not hitting people at this moment, but cutting vegetables.
Ye Chen, who was standing diagonally behind, couldn't help feeling numb when he saw such coldness. The feeling of dark fear brought to him by coldness appeared again. This man was like a messenger who came out of hell to punish the bad guys, but is the messenger who came out of hell a good man?
An Ye was beaten by Leng Qing for five or six minutes in a row, and finally couldn't stand it. He opened his mouth and said hoarsely, "Wait a minute, stop."
Leng Qing put down the stick and said indifferently, "Do you have any last words? Say it now."
"Cough cough cough... I really have something to tell you..." An Ye coughed up blood, raised his head and smiled provocatively at his half-brother. "No wonder you are so precious, Lin Xiaowan. I've tasted it. She really tastes very good, especially the tender breasts, which I can't even scratch-- Well..."
While he was talking, Leng Qing had turned around and walked aside, picked up an iron shovel, and then slapped An Ye on the head without saying a word.
An Ye was beaten by this and had no strength to speak. He lowered his head and kept coughing. He came forward coldly and pulled his hair fiercely. He said in an extremely cold tone, "An Ye, I warned you not to touch her, or I would kill you. Do you think I'm joking with you?"
An Ye said reluctantly, "But I just touched her. What can you do with me? Let me tell you, as long as you care about it, I will snatch it all! What kind of thing are you? How much blood has you sucked in my father over the years with your shameless mother? How dare you pretend to be here? What qualifications do you have? Your mother ruined my father's and mother's marriage as a junior at the beginning, and you perfectly inherited your mother's talent. Now she is squeezed between Chen Xin and Lin Xiaowan as a male junior. Genetic inheritance is really wonderful, isn't it?"
A trace of resentment flashed in Lengqing's eyes, and he grabbed An Ye's hair hard and said, "My mother is not a junior! It was your good father who lied to her and said that he didn't get married that she got pregnant with me like a fool! It was your family that claimed that my mother was a junior everywhere in order to maintain their good reputation, which made her feel sad and panic, and finally had a car accident! And from the beginning to the end, my mother never took a penny from your family!"
An Ye's hatred also surfaced in his heart, and he looked up at him viciously, "I didn't take a penny, you fart! So what's the matter with my father secretly visiting you mother and son every year? I used to live a good life. My parents love each other and my family is harmonious. It's all because of the appearance of your mother and son, which makes my parents quarrel every time they meet!"
"That's what they asked for! They do evil!" Lengqing said, "Did we beg your father to come and see us? In my eyes, I have never regarded An Chengfeng as my father! How many times have we moved in the meantime, all to stay away from him, but he can come all the way to the United States! Isn't this his crime/what is self-deseption?"
"It's really a fuck who can whitewash himself." An Ye vomited a mouthful of blood and asked, "Then how do you explain when you ask my father for the 40 million Pagani? What's the matter with this villa? Don't be a Biaozi here and set up an archway!"
"I said, I borrowed the car, and I will pay him back." Leng Qing said, "I earned this house by myself, and it has nothing to do with him!"
"Ha ha ha ha, nonsense!" An Ye laughed and said, "You made so much money just because of you? It's just a fart!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen finally understood the relationship between the two people. Did they turn out to be half-brothers? No wonder they look so similar, and their personalities and temperaments are similar. What surprised Ye Chen even more was that his cold father turned out to be An Chengfeng, a famous furniture manufacturer in China! Ye Chen's family's business and furniture manufacturing have nothing to do with it, but the two sides have little difference in wealth, and occasionally they have intersections. Therefore, he has heard of An Chengfeng's name, but he never thought that Leng Qing would be An Chengfeng's son!
He only heard that although An Chengfeng was successful in business, it seemed that his family was not very harmonious, and he had a son who caused trouble every day, which made his hair gray early and worried about what to do with the company in the future every day.
Ye Chen guessed that An Chengfeng probably had an idea and wanted to give the company his illegitimate son Lengqing, right? An Ye must have sensed this, so he came all the way to the United States to find cold trouble.
It's a pity that Xiao Wan became the victim of this fraternal struggle.
As soon as he thought of this, he heard a cold voice saying to An Ye, "I don't need you to believe me. I'm telling you this just to make you understand a little.
After saying that, he raised the iron shovel in his hand again. Ye Chen saw the murderous intent in his cold eyes. Knowing that the shovel went down, he was afraid that his brother would really die. He rushed up to stop his action, "Wait a wait!"
Leng Qing turned his head and looked at him like a demon, "Let go of me, or I'll fight with you."
Ye Chen was not afraid of his threat and asked loudly, "I can understand your desire to kill him, but have you ever thought about what if you kill An Ye and Xiao Wan is gone?"
The cold expression finally relaxed a little, but An Ye was not afraid of death and said, "By the way, brother, I almost forgot to tell you that your baby Xiaowan took the initiative to kiss me today. Speaking of which, this girl is really energetic in bed..."
He looked at him coldly and fiercely, completely lost his mind, raised the shovel and slapped it at the top of his head. However, at this moment, the basement door was suddenly opened.
"Sto it!" Xiaowan's voice cut through the air and entered the cold ears like lightning.
Leng Qing turned around and looked at her for a few seconds. Suddenly, he threw away the shovel in his hand and walked over and hugged her tightly.
Xiaowan gently hugged him and said, "If I'm a step late, will you be going to do something stupid?"
Leng Qing immediately took off all the armor belonging to the devil on his body and choked weakly, "He hurt you, and I want him to pay for his life."
Xiaowan smiled, raised his head to touch his face, and said, "Who am I, Lin Xiaowan? How can I be hurt by this kind of scum?"
Touching her shoulders and arms coldly and tremblingly, he asked softly, "He really didn't, really didn't treat you..."
Xiaowan knew that what Lengqing cared about was not whether he had lost his innocence. He was just regretting and worried that he had not taken good care of her and let her be hurt by the person he hated the most.
So she nodded quickly and said, "No, don't be fooled by this guy. No matter what he says to you, he deliberately provokes you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Qing suddenly hugged her, buried his head between her neck and choked in a low voice. Xiao Wan gently touched his back.
Ye Chen looked at this scene and suddenly felt cold like a fierce beast, and Xiao Wan was the only beast tamer who could make him obedient. Only when she appeared would he put away his sharp minions and show his obedient side and let her send.
Looking at them snuggled together, as if they were born a couple, and the two sides made up for each other, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel sour and a little jealous in his heart. He didn't understand how Chen Xin could watch Leng Qing circle around Xiao Wan and didn't rush to drive him away. If it were him, I'm afraid he would have strictly banned Xiaowan and cold contact long ago.
The more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He couldn't help withdrawing his eyes. He inadvertently glanced at An Ye, who was hanging next to him, but was shocked to find that there was also a trace of jealousy in the eyes of this guy.
After finding Ye Chen's gaze, An Ye quickly looked away.
On the other side, Lengqing finally let go of Xiaowan and said, "I can do it if I don't kill him, but I don't want to let him go so easily."
Xiaowan touched his face, hooked the corners of his lips coldly and said, "Who said we would let him go so easily?"
After saying that, she turned around and walked slowly towards An Ye, with a touch of darkness in her eyes, which was very similar to coldness. She stopped in front of An Ye, looked at him indifferently, and asked, "An Ye, do you still remember what I said to you today?"
An Ye grinned and said, "I don't remember. Please remind me, baby."
Xiaowan said, "I said, if you dare to touch me, as long as I come out of your house alive, I will definitely castrate you and throw you into the sea to feed the fish. Although you didn't touch me, I still want to try to throw you into the sea to feed the fish.
An Ye hummed and said, "Then you'd better be sure to kill me, otherwise as long as I'm still alive, I'll definitely come to you in the future. I haven't had enough of your taste."
Xiao Wan slapped him hard, turned his head and said to Leng Qing, "Put him down and we'll take him to the beach."
Half an hour later, the four people took An Ye, who was tied up by Wuhua, to the coast of N City. Coldly dragged An Ye to the sea. Xiao Wan followed him, and Ye Chen and Nathan stood not far away. Just now, Nathan had been taking care of Xiao Wan by the bed and didn't know anything. Ye Chen told him everything he had just heard.
On the other side, Xiaowan and Lengqing have come to the waist-deep sea with Anyu. Although it was a hot summer, the sea water in the middle of the night was still cool. Not long after the injured An Yu was soaked in the water, he couldn't help shaking.
Xiaowan pressed his head and said to him, "An Ye, if you don't want to drink seawater, then promise me that you will never come to cold trouble in the future. He should have told you that he is not interested in your father's property. You don't have to worry that he will take everything that belongs to you.
The wound on his body was soaked by the sea water that it hurt. An Ye gasped and said, "No, I can't promise."
Xiao Wan frowned and said, "Why?"
An Ye smiled and said, "Because even if he is not interested in my family's property, my father will always remember that he still has such a son, and I don't want to keep him as a disaster; and Lin Xiaowan, I like you."
Xiaowan said to him coldly, "Then you have to die."
After saying that, she suddenly pressed An Ye's head into the sea.
At the same time, on the international flight back to China, Chen Xin, who was sleeping in the first class, took a deep breath and sat up from her seat.
The stewardess came over when she heard the movement and asked, "Mr. Chen, it doesn't matter, do you?"
Chen Xin wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, smiled reluctantly at the stewardess, and said, "It's nothing. I just had a nightmare."
"What did you dream about? I think you look so bad.
Chen Xin pulled open the sunshade anxiously, looked at the dark sky outside the plane window, and whispered, "I dreamed that something happened to my girlfriend."
The stewardess comforted, "It's just a dream. Didn't we always say that dreams and reality are the opposites? Your girlfriend will be fine. Don't worry."
"Well, I hope so." Chen Xin nodded gently, but his heart was still anxious.