Chen Feiyu turned around, the triumph in his eyes vividly clear. A sneer curled his lips, and he threw a heavy punch.
The punk didn't even have time to react before Chen Feiyu sent him flying with a single blow, knocking him out cold on the floor.
"All right, handled. From now on, if anyone dares to bully you, I'll exact revenge for you just like this. How about that?" Chen Feiyu smiled at Han Muqing.
Han Muqing first nodded heavily, then stroked Chen Feiyu's back, saying with a heartache-filled tone, "Feiyu, does it hurt? Why are you such a fool? I'm not worth you doing this."
This blow wasn't even as ticklish as a scratch, but a full performance was required.
Chen Feiyu grasped Han Muqing's delicate hand and said with deep emotion, "You are my woman. Whatever I do for you is worth it. Don't you ever say such things again."
Han Muqing didn't refute him. Although tears still lingered at the corners of her eyes, a radiant surprise bloomed in them, enough to make any man's heart skip a beat.
She turned her hand to clasp Chen Feiyu's, crying and laughing all at once in sheer emotion as she said, "Yes, I am Feiyu's woman."
Han Muqing was an ultimate goddess, radiating mature and alluring charm from head to toe. Winning her heart was enough to make any man feel blessed beyond measure.
Chen Feiyu was naturally no exception.
"Let's go, this place is completely unromantic." Chen Feiyu wrapped his arm around Han Muqing's waist and walked toward the direction of the parked cars. Han Muqing—the goddess of Mingji City in the eyes of countless men—very naturally leaned into Chen Feiyu's embrace, wearing an expression of bliss and slight intoxication.
Once inside the car, Han Muqing eagerly pressed herself into Chen Feiyu's arms, saying with honeyed sweetness, "Feiyu, I feel so happy right now. For the first time, I realize that having someone to shield me from the wind and rain, someone to lean on, is such a wonderful thing. Feiyu, never leave me, okay?"
"I won't leave you. No matter when, you are Chen Feiyu's woman, and you can only ever be my woman!" Chen Feiyu pinched Han Muqing's chin, their eyes meeting, and then he kissed her deeply.
Chapter 34: Meeting an Old Acquaintance at a Bar
Beneath the neon streetlamps by the roadside, inside a red Porsche.
Han Muqing's first kiss had been stolen by Chen Feiyu, leaving her mind completely blank for a moment.
Then, she began to respond with passionate enthusiasm.
A short while later, Han Muqing was panting lightly. She alluringly licked her lips, blinked playfully, and giggled, "Feiyu, I'm all yours."
A wave of fiery heat surged through Chen Feiyu's chest, and he almost lost control.
Yet he knew that while Han Muqing appeared mature and alluring on the surface, she was still innocent at heart. If he took her virginity here, she wouldn't object, but she would more or less harbor regrets later.
"I will give you a perfect first time," Chen Feiyu said earnestly, pulling back from Han Muqing.
"Feiyu..." Han Muqing was moved to tears.
A red-blooded young man, faced with an absolute beauty who was his for the taking, could still think of her best interests at a crucial moment like this—if this wasn't true love, what was?
Having a man like this made her entire life worthwhile.
Han Muqing threw herself into Chen Feiyu's arms, saying with deep emotion, "Feiyu, I will always be yours. Whenever you want me, I'm ready."
That single sentence almost caused Chen Feiyu to lose control all over again.
"You really are a temptress." With great difficulty, he broke free from Han Muqing's embrace and affectionately flicked her exquisite nose.
"Hate you, be careful or you'll ruin my makeup."
Han Muqing let out a sweet, spoiled hum, straightened her disheveled clothes, stepped on the accelerator, and drove forward. "We didn't get to drink our fill just now. Come on, big sister will take you to a bar, get you drunk, carry you to bed, and make things official."
"So my little Qingqing has been eyeing my body all along." Chen Feiyu caressed Han Muqing's fair cheek with one hand.
"Hate you, stop being handsy, I'm driving!" Han Muqing swatted Chen Feiyu's hand away, but her heart swelled with pride and joy.
The fact that her lover desired her physical body proved how attractive she was to him.
All along the way, Chen Feiyu took plenty of liberties with Han Muqing, drawing endless coy reproaches from the beauty.
Finally, the two arrived at a bustling bar.
Having already established their relationship, they got out of the car and walked in hand in hand.
The bar was packed with business. The two found a secluded corner with few people, ordered two drinks, and sat together murmuring sweet nothings.
Before long, Han Muqing's pretty face was flushed, her lovely eyes seemingly melting with liquid desire as she leaned against Chen Feiyu's embrace, hovering somewhere between delight and coyness.
Just as they were deep in their romantic bubble, Chen Feiyu inadvertently glanced toward the bar counter and a look of surprise crossed his eyes: "It's her?"
Sitting at the counter was a girl in a light white dress of top-tier beauty, with a mole at the corner of her eye that lent a hint of alluring youthfulness.
That girl was none other than Zhou Ruohua.
Han Muqing followed Chen Feiyu's gaze and asked curiously, "Feiyu, do you know her?"
"We crossed paths once before." Chen Feiyu frowned slightly and said, "Wait for me here for a moment."
With that, Chen Feiyu stood up and walked toward Zhou Ruohua.
"Big pervert." Han Muqing shot him a resentful look.
At the bar counter.
Zhou Ruohua downed a drink by herself, bitterness lingering at the corners of her lips.
She had argued with her family today and was in a foul mood, so she had come to the bar alone to drink and drown her sorrows.
A campus-belle-level beauty like her, especially drinking alone, was bound to attract unwanted attention.
"Hey, gorgeous, here by yourself? Care to join me for a drink?"
Suddenly, a tall, handsome young man walked over. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and a white shirt, looking scholarly and refined—the kind of appearance that easily won over girls.
Zhou Ruohua glanced at him, a flash of disgust crossing her eyes as she replied coldly, "Not interested."
The bespectacled man's expression darkened slightly, but he smiled anyway. "Beauty, it's just a drink. If you won't even give me that much face, you're going to make things very difficult for me."
From behind him, three burly men suddenly stepped out, staring menacingly at Zhou Ruohua. It was obvious they meant trouble.
A wave of fear gripped Zhou Ruohua's heart, and she deeply regretted coming to the bar alone.
The bespectacled man placed a glass of beer in front of Zhou Ruohua and smiled. "Show some respect, beauty. Drink this glass and I'll leave immediately."
Zhou Ruohua hesitated. Then, gritting her teeth, she reached out, picked up the glass, and prepared to drink.
Guanghua—the bespectacled man—was brimming with excitement, though he quickly masked it.
He had already spiked this glass of beer with a powerful aphrodisiac. Once Zhou Ruohua drank it, wouldn't she be entirely at his mercy?
At that thought, Guanghua grew burning hot, and the way he looked at Zhou Ruohua filled with lust.
Just as Zhou Ruohua was about to drink.
"Don't drink it." Suddenly, a hand shot out from the side and gripped Zhou Ruohua's wrist.
Zhou Ruohua turned her head, her face instantly lighting up with shock and delight. "Chen Feiyu, why are you here? Wait, why shouldn't I drink this?"
"There's something drugged in the drink. Why do you think I told you not to?" Chen Feiyu said with a playful smirk.
Zhou Ruohua's face drained of color in an instant. The drink had been spiked! If Chen Feiyu hadn't appeared in the nick of time, she feared...
A cold sweat broke out over her in sheer terror!
Guanghua said in a panic, "Nonsense! You claim there's a drug in the drink, where's your proof?"
"Idiot," Chen Feiyu said contemptuously. "I only said there was something in the drink, how did you know it was a drug?"
Guanghua's expression shifted drastically.
"Shameless!" Furious, Zhou Ruohua strode forward and dashed the glass of beer right into Guanghua's face.
"Damn it, stinking bitch, you're courting death!" Enraged, Guanghua swung his hand hard to deliver a slap.
Suddenly, Chen Feiyu caught his wrist, sneering, "Hitting a woman is such a spineless thing to do. You're a real disgrace to men."
"Damn it, you dare ruin my fun? Do you know who I am? I'm the owner of this bar, and this place is under Brother Dao's protection! You dare ruin my business, you're dead today!" Guanghua threatened viciously.
As if to validate Guanghua's words, the bar's security guards and a bunch of street thugs swarmed over, surrounding Chen Feiyu and Zhou Ruohua in the center.
A rough count revealed nearly twenty men.
Many patrons in the bar, terrified of getting caught in the crossfire, quietly slipped away.
"Ah..." Zhou Ruohua's heart filled with terror.
She was just an ordinary girl with no concept of martial arts. Although she had seen Chen Feiyu display astonishing power—even forcing Jiang Tianhu to submit—now facing over twenty men, she didn't believe Chen Feiyu could win.
Han Muqing's face paled. Her heart belonged entirely to Chen Feiyu, and fearing he might get hurt, she reached for her phone to call for help, but seeing the reassuring look Chen Feiyu cast her way, she quietly put the phone back down.
For no other reason than this: she was Chen Feiyu's man, and she should trust her own man.
Since Chen Feiyu indicated everything was fine, then everything was definitely fine!
A woman in love was truly this blind.
Chen Feiyu swept his gaze around the circle and chuckled lightly, "No matter how many shrimp there are, they can never threaten a shark. A shark only needs to open its mouth, and all the shrimp will be swallowed whole—just like this..."
Chen Feiyu applied a slight pressure with his hand, and with a crisp "crack," Guanghua's wrist snapped.
Guanghua let out a miserable scream and cursed, "Damn it! Brothers, beat him to death! Don't touch the woman, I'm going to fuck her to death on the bed tonight!"
The score of thugs bared their teeth and lunged at Chen Feiyu.
Zhou Ruohua's face turned pale with terror as she trembled, regretting from the bottom of her heart why she had foolishly come to the bar in the first place.
"Just a bunch of paper tigers."
A mocking smile played at the corner of Chen Feiyu's mouth as he casually grabbed a beer bottle from nearby and hurled it forward. With a solid thud, a security guard was knocked flat, a bloody gash opening on his head.
Then, Chen Feiyu surged forward like a ferocious tiger entering a flock of sheep. Amidst a continuous chorus of screams, it wasn't long before all twenty-odd men were beaten flat onto the ground.
The patrons who hadn't yet left the bar froze in place, looking at Chen Feiyu with awe.
In Han Muqing's lovely eyes, brilliant colors swirled, filled entirely with pride.
This was her man—Han Muqing's man—standing tall between heaven and earth, invincible!
Zhou Ruohua covered her small mouth in utter shock, followed by a surge of overwhelming joy and gratitude.
"You... you're not human..." Guanghua stammered in terror.
Step by step, Chen Feiyu walked toward him, sneering, "Weren't you going to beat me to death? What's wrong, too chicken to make a move now?"
"Y-you stay away from me! I'm under Brother Dao! Don't think just because you can fight that you're invincible. Ten of you wouldn't be a match for Brother Dao!" Terrified, Guanghua scrambled backward in panic until he tripped over a chair and crashed flat onto his backside.
Disgust flickered in the eyes of both Han Muqing and Zhou Ruohua.
Compared to Chen Feiyu, trash like this was literally worlds apart—no, they weren't even comparable.
Zhou Ruohua looked at Chen Feiyu's back, a strange emotion stirring in her eyes.
Chen Feiyu walked up to Guanghua and kicked him flying, sending him crashing heavily against the bar's front doors with a loud bang, where he slumped to the floor like a dead toad.
"Well, well, Brother Hua, what a unique way you have of welcoming guests."
Four figures suddenly strode in through the front entrance. The man in the lead was young and cold-blooded; even though he was joking, not a single person could muster a smile.
Recognizing who had arrived, Guanghua was instantly overcome with wild ecstasy. He lunged to clutch the young man's leg, wailing, "Brother Dao! Someone's causing trouble here! Not only did he try to steal my woman, but he beat me up too! I already made it clear that this place is under Brother Dao's protection, but not only did he show no respect, he even said that even if Brother Dao were right here, he'd beat you just the same! Brother Dao, you have to avenge me!"
"Brother Dao" furrowed his brow and let out a cold snort. "I'd like to see who's arrogant enough to pull this off."
Guanghua's heart leaped with joy. He cast a sideways glance at Chen Feiyu, a vicious glint flashing in his eyes. *Hmph, now that Brother Dao is here, you're a dead man! I'm going to cripple you and ravage that bitch right in front of your eyes!*
When "Brother Dao" caught sight of Chen Feiyu's face, his expression jolted violently. He hurried over and bowed deeply, saying, "Good evening, Mr. Chen."
Guanghua was struck dumb, as if witnessing an unbelievable scene. Immediately after, a profound, bone-chilling terror gripped his heart.
Chapter 35: I Want to Be Your Woman
"Brother Dao" was none other than Leng Dao, and he was Guanghua's ultimate backer.
Upon seeing Chen Feiyu, Leng Dao had already cursed Guanghua's ancestors for eighteen generations over in his head.
*Damn it! Mr. Chen is an absolute master, someone even Tiger Bro wouldn't dare provoke! What kind of piece of shit are you, Guanghua? Getting yourself into trouble with Mr. Chen is one thing, but you had to drag me down into the mud with you...*
Chen Feiyu said with a playful smile, "Oh, it's you. Have your injuries healed?"
Cold sweat beaded on Leng Dao's forehead as he carefully accompanied him with a nervous smile. "Mr. Chen is too powerful. My injuries haven't fully healed yet; I suppose I'll need to rest and recuperate for a while longer."
Zhou Ruohua stood nearby, shock washing over her.
She had witnessed with her own eyes how Chen Feiyu had beaten Leng Dao into a pulp and nearly crippled him.
Now that enemies had met, their eyes ought to have turned red with hatred. Yet looking at Leng Dao's deferential posture, there wasn't even a trace of a desire for revenge; instead, he treated Chen Feiyu with the utmost respect.
This was definitely something that couldn't be achieved through mere force alone.
Could it be that Chen Feiyu's identity as a snack shop worker was fake, and he actually possessed a powerful background?
The more Zhou Ruohua thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
Guanghua was utterly dumbfounded. The backing he relied on the most was acting so obsequiously in front of Chen Feiyu—did that not mean this young man was even more terrifying than Brother Dao?
Hadn't he just doomed himself by offending him?
With a dull thud, Guanghua collapsed to the floor, a deep sense of dread and regret flooding his chest.
Just then, Han Muqing walked over, naturally interlacing her fingers with Chen Feiyu's as she spoke, "Xiaodao, so this is your turf."
Leng Dao looked over in curiosity and said in disbelief, "Qing Jie, why are you here?"
Within the Xie Family, Han Muqing's status was vaguely higher even than Jiang Tianhu's, while Leng Dao was merely one of Jiang Tianhu's subordinates.
Seeing Han Muqing, Leng Dao offered a slight bow of acknowledgment.
At that exact instant, as he lowered his head to bow, his gaze happened to land on the hands clasped between Han Muqing and Chen Feiyu. He nearly froze on the spot, followed immediately by a surge of deep admiration.
He had long heard that Han Muqing disdained all members of the opposite sex, but he never expected her to be conquered by Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen was truly a divine man!
Noticing Leng Dao's ambiguous gaze, Han Muqing's pretty face flushed slightly, yet she lifted her chin higher, gripping Chen Feiyu's hand even tighter while her heart swelled with joy and pride.
That's right! I want the entire world to know that I am Chen Feiyu's woman!
Beside them, Zhou Ruohua's heart was whipped up into turbulent waves.
Han Muqing was a celebrated female entrepreneur in Mingji City. The profits she generated single-handedly were enough to put most male entrepreneurs in Mingji City to shame. Because of this, Zhou Ruohua had always held Han Muqing up as her idol.
Yet her idol turned out to be Chen Feiyu's woman!
*I've always heard that the young master of the Xie Family was pursuing Han Muqing. It seems the Xie Family's young master lost out to Chen Feiyu.*
Shocked, Zhou Ruohua bit her lower lip, a trace of firm resolve flashing in her eyes.
"Mr. Chen, was it this little punk with a leopard's gall who offended you? Would you like me to..." Leng Dao pointed at Guanghua, making a slicing motion across his throat.
Guanghua knelt on the floor in sheer terror, his lips trembling as he blurted out frantically, "I... I was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai, offending you! I'm shameless, I deserve to die, please spare me..."
Han Muqing and Zhou Ruohua both wore expressions of utter contempt.
Unmoved, Chen Feiyu said, "Chasing a pretty woman is no crime, but drugging a woman and hitting her is a real disgrace to manhood. Leng Dao, drag him out and break one of his legs. If he ever crosses my path again, this bar won't need to stay open."
Guanghua's face drained of color as he begged, "No, don't..."
Leng Dao kicked him flat onto the ground and said coldly, "Didn't you hear Mr. Chen? Drag him out."
Amidst his terrified shrieks, Guanghua was dragged out of the bar, and his fate went without saying.
Many patrons remaining in the bar looked at Chen Feiyu with awe, and even Zhou Ruohua standing nearby became an object of fearful reverence in their eyes.
Zhou Ruohua slightly lifted her chin, thoroughly enjoying those gazes as her vanity was supremely satisfied.
"Mr. Chen, do you have any other instructions?" Leng Dao asked obsequiously.
Chen Feiyu shook his head, holding Han Muqing's hand as he said with a touch of apology, "I originally wanted to spend some quality time with you, only to have someone else ruin the mood..."
Before he could finish, Han Muqing had already shaken her head, smiling with absolute bliss. "No, I am your woman. Whatever you do, I give you my unconditional support. You don't need to feel sorry."
Although they already knew Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing shared an intimate relationship, hearing Han Muqing admit it with her own lips still left Zhou Ruohua and Leng Dao thoroughly astounded.
A welling sense of emotion rose in Chen Feiyu. Looking at Han Muqing's exquisite face, he truly felt that with a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?
"There's no way to enjoy ourselves staying here now, let's go."
"Mmm."
Chen Feiyu put his arm around Han Muqing and walked toward the exit of the bar.
Leng Dao wore an expression of awe and envy, though he knew Han Muqing wasn't a woman he could ever covet, so jealousy was out of the question.
Zhou Ruohua stood in place with a complex expression, her eyes filled with hesitation.
Just as Chen Feiyu was about to step out of the bar, Zhou Ruohua gritted her teeth and suddenly called out, "Chen Feiyu, I... I have something to tell you."
Chen Feiyu turned back to look at her, asking curiously, "What is it?"
"I... I..." Zhou Ruohua glanced at Han Muqing, hesitating to speak.
Han Muqing was observant and sighed inwardly. "Leng Dao, find these two a private room to talk in."
"Understood, Qing Jie." Leng Dao acknowledged the order, went upstairs to open a private room on the second floor, and gave strict instructions that no one was to disturb them.
"Feiyu, I'll wait for you in the car."
Acting just like a devoted wife, Han Muqing straightened Chen Feiyu's clothes, planted a light kiss on his lips, and then walked outside.
"Follow me."
Chen Feiyu passed by Zhou Ruohua with those words and headed up to the second floor.
Zhou Ruohua followed right behind him like an obedient little wife.
Once they entered the private room, Chen Feiyu sat down on the sofa and said, "Go ahead, what did you want to talk to me about?"
Standing before Chen Feiyu, Zhou Ruohua bit her lower lip gently, mustered her courage, and said, "I want to be your woman."
As soon as those words left her lips, her entire body seemed to relax.