Night, Jiangkou City.
At 10 PM, in a private room of the "Emperor" nightclub on Xihuan Road, Sanding Street, a chaotic mix of moans, pleas for mercy, and curses filled the air.
Due to the loud music in the room, the sounds were somewhat muffled and indistinct.
Outside the room, a tall man about 1.8 meters (5'11") paced back and forth anxiously, his face twisted in distress as he muttered to himself.
His name was Jiang Hao, a security guard at a bar located 500 meters away from this nightclub.
"No way! Yanran loves me. She's definitely not that kind of person… This must be a joke."
Jiang Hao frowned deeply. He wanted to push open the door several times, but each time his hand reached halfway, he hesitated and pulled back.
An hour ago, Wei Liang, a security guard from the "Emperor" nightclub, had messaged him on WeChat, saying he had seen Zhao Yanran inside this very room!
But Zhao Yanran had clearly told him earlier that night that she was working overtime at the office.
Jiang Hao didn't believe Wei Liang and even scolded him harshly.
But after cursing him out, he tried calling Zhao Yanran. She didn't pick up.
He called again. No answer.
He dialed over ten times, but still, she didn't respond.
Feeling anxious, he called her company to check.
The response he got left him stunned—Zhao Yanran's department had closed for the night. No one was working overtime.
At this moment, Jiang Hao's mind was in turmoil. He was struggling, unsure of whether he should push open the door and face the truth.
Yet deep inside, he still believed— Zhao Yanran wasn't that kind of person!
"No, she's not. Absolutely not. I know her. Liang must have made a mistake. She's not inside!"
Taking a deep breath, he tried to convince himself. Finally, he reached out to push the door open.
He told himself: If I don't see Zhao Yanran inside, I'll turn around and go home. I'll never doubt her again.
A relationship needs trust and loyalty. Without trust, how can we grow old together?
As the door slowly creaked open…
A series of passionate and familiar sounds hit his ears.
"Daddy… Good daddy…"
Following the voice, he peered into the dimly lit room.
On the sofa, a tall woman with twin ponytails was kneeling, engaging in roleplay!
She was begging in a coquettish tone, uttering words filled with lewdness and submission.
Who else could she be but Zhao Yanran?!
Jiang Hao's face turned pale. His legs nearly gave out, and he trembled uncontrollably.
The scene before him made his mind buzz, his blood boil!
Without thinking, he rushed toward the adulterous pair, grabbing a beer bottle in his hand, ready to smash it down on them.
Killing someone was illegal, he knew that.
But right now, nothing could stop him!
There's a famous line from TV dramas: "If a young man isn't hot-blooded, is he even a young man?"
And Jiang Hao? He had just been brutally cheated on!
The man and woman, startled by his sudden intrusion, froze.
Zhao Yanran, who had been moving seductively just moments ago, abruptly stopped.
The moment she saw Jiang Hao enter, her flushed face turned deathly pale.
She quickly waved her hands at him, urging him to leave.
"Jiang Hao, why are you here? Put that down! Get out!"
But Jiang Hao was too consumed by rage to hear her desperate screams and cries.
Right now, he only had one thought—kill these two filthy dogs!
Just as he lunged forward—
A shadow flashed before his eyes.
Before he could react, a kick landed squarely on his stomach, sending him stumbling backward.
Jiang Hao hadn't even noticed that there was another person in the room besides the cheating pair.
Bent over in pain, he barely had time to react before a beer bottle swung down on him, smashing into the bridge of his nose.
Hot blood immediately gushed from the wound, trickling down his face.
His vision blurred, and his head spun. Stars danced in front of his eyes as he collapsed onto the floor.
"You dare interrupt my fun? I'll kick you to death!"
The man who had been with Zhao Yanran raised his foot, ready to stomp on Jiang Hao's head.
"Stop! What are you doing?!"
At that moment, security guard Wei Liang rushed in, pushing the attacker aside and quickly helping Jiang Hao up.
Jiang Hao's face was covered in blood, with shards of broken glass embedded in his skin, making him look terrifying.
At the same time, several other security guards also entered the room to de-escalate the situation.
"What? Are you 'Emperor' guys really planning to beat up a guest?"
The man who had kicked Jiang Hao scoffed, buttoning up his pants as he yelled, "Where's Lin Jun? Get him over here!"
Zhao Yanran hurriedly put on her clothes, her face filled with shame and panic.
"Ah, isn't this Young Master Ye? I recognized your voice from the hallway!"
A middle-aged man in a short-sleeved Tang suit quickly walked in.
By now, Young Master Ye had finished dressing. He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and pointed at Jiang Hao.
"What's going on? I was having a great time, and this idiot rushed in and attacked me. Is 'Emperor' not interested in doing business anymore?"
"Young Master Ye, please calm down!"
Lin Jun frowned, glanced at Jiang Hao's bloody face, then at Wei Liang.
"What's going on? Who is he?"
Wei Liang hesitated before replying respectfully, "Boss Lin, he's this woman's boyfriend."
Zhao Yanran trembled in fear, her face ghostly white.
"Tch, and? I don't give a damn. He dared to disturb me—so he had it coming!"
Young Master Ye crossed his legs, exuding arrogance.
Lin Jun quickly understood the situation.
So, this was the deal:
Young Master Ye had slept with another man's girlfriend.
The boyfriend found out and confronted them—only to be beaten up.
And Young Master Ye? His background was powerful. Even Lin Jun couldn't afford to offend him.
"Young Master Ye, you've already taught him a lesson. How about we waive your bill tonight?"
"Tch! Do I look like I care about money?"
Young Master Ye sneered before swaggering over to Jiang Hao.
"Listen up, you idiot. Do you even know who I am? You think you can touch me? Your girlfriend is mine now. What can you do about it? In fact, I'm going to keep screwing her!"
"I'll kill you!"
Jiang Hao struggled to charge forward, but Wei Liang held him back.
"Hahaha! Kill me? You don't have the guts, loser!"
Young Master Ye laughed mockingly, then turned to Zhao Yanran.
"Let's go. We'll get a hotel and continue calling me daddy."
Zhao Yanran hesitated for a moment.
Lin Jun and the other security guards also fell silent.
Jiang Hao stared at Zhao Yanran, his eyes filled with disbelief.
But Zhao Yanran avoided his gaze.
Without a word, she picked up her designer handbag and walked over to Young Master Ye.
"Hahaha!"
Young Master Ye laughed smugly and glanced at Jiang Hao in disdain.
"I know you. You're just a measly security guard, aren't you? You make what, a few thousand yuan a month? That's not even enough to cover my night out!"
"Let me make this clear—Zhao Yanran is my woman now. If you dare bother her again, I'll break your legs!"
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